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“Minghao! My new football!”
“Minghao! This is so cute!”
“Minghao! My drawing!”
“Minghao! Help me!”
“Minghao! My laptop broke!”
Minghao, Minghao, Minghao…The same voice calls his name every time and sometimes Minghao wonders how he is not tired of his own name yet.
“Minghao?”, Mingyu says from the balcony of the hotel room they have booked in Paris, his camera dangling from his hands. It is a beautiful boutique hotel overlooking a small street. The room has a single queen size bed, a T.V, a mini couch and the most cherished thing by both of them—a mini bar.
Minghao hums in answer as Mingyu looks at him. With the sun setting, Mingyu is nothing more than a silhouette when looked at from the bed but he still manages to make Minghao look away and fiddle with the cover of the book he has in hand.
“Want to get some pictures taken?”, he says, quietly as if matching the serene energy of the place.
“Have we not taken enough already?”, Minghao says just as quietly.
“Come on, from the balcony for once.”
Minghao tightens his robe around himself and makes his way to the balcony. It is a small one with barely any space to fit two tall men but they somehow manage and stand at either side of it.
Mingyu smiles and asks him to pose.
Minghao simply looks out at the building in front of the hotel, a business park it seems. He doesn’t know for how long he stares at the window until Mingyu softly asks him to change his stance.
Minghao opens his robe.
He has worn his shorts underneath so he is not completely bare but he still hears a gasp and doesn’t pay any heed to it or so he likes to think. Minghao knows his ears are as red as ever but he pretends to not notice.
A few more clicks and Mingyu calls his name again.
He looks pretty with his sleepy eyes, full mouth, a shining smile and ruffled hair and Minghao wishes he could kiss him right there. Get on one knee and let out all the feelings he has bottled up inside him since they were in middle school.
“Minghao? Mingyu calls once again. This time he looks desperate like he wants to say something crucial.
“What is it?”, Minghao asks as he holds Mingyu’s hand and interlocks their fingers
“I-um”, Mingyu stops there and looks at their joined hands. He smiles sadly as if he is thinking of something he dearly cherishes but can’t reach.
“I am offered a job in Portugal.”, he whispers. However, before Minghao could express his utter surprise, Mingyu speaks again.
“You have been there at every point of my life, Hao and I am grateful, very grateful. I want you to start a new life. Come to Portugal with me, Hao?”
Minghao feels his face warm up and tears well up in his eyes. Get a grip, this is not a marriage proposal for God’s sake!
“Yes, I will follow wherever you go, Gyu.”, he says kissing their interlocked hands.
Mingyu practically jumps at that. Hopping in a small balcony while hooting. Minghao laughs wetly and asks him to calm down.
“We will live somewhere near the beach if there is one and initially live in an apartment but I will make sure to build a beautiful house for us. And we will have a big dog! A golden retriever, I say! Such a nice life, wouldn’t it be?”, Mingyu excitedly blabbers.
Minghao gently holds an excited Mingyu’s face in his hands and whispers an “I love you” quietly. Mingyu repeats back a thousand times.