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It's spring.
Minseok can tell by the chirping heard outside his window early one morning. He can tell by the flowers blooming.
He can't help but smile, the occasional breeze combing through his hair.
He's on his daily jog when he runs into someone, quite literally. The younger man insists that everything is fine. No harm done, he says with a smile resembling a heart, like the one that had nearly leapt out Minseok's chest at the sight. Minseok insists otherwise, mostly because he needs a reason to keep talking to this man. He needs a reason to be able look at the face that was now blushing as the younger man picked up on Minseok's increasingly flirtatious tone.
Minseok's glad he ran into Kyungsoo that day. A few weeks later and he had someone he could fall asleep with and wake up next to. He had someone to steal kisses from in the early morning and whisper tired i love you's to in the late evenings.
Kyungsoo is the first to say it, to Minseok's surprise. He had always expected it'd be himself.
Minseok blames it on the scenery.
They had stopped to sit on a bench after their morning jog through the park. It was too beautiful for anyone to not be swayed to the feeling of love. Flower petals blew in the wind, one landing right on Minseok's cheek. Kyungsoo let out a laugh -- a melodious, beautiful laugh that Minseok lists as one of the many reasons he loves him.
Kyungsoo plucked the petal from Minseok's face, then observing it in his hand, commenting how especially beautiful the flowers were that spring.
Minseok thinks Kyungsoo is the most beautiful of all, but he didn't say this out loud. Instead, he took Kyungsoo's hand in his own, looked into Kyungsoo's eyes and hoped Kyungsoo could just tell -- hoped he could just tell how perfect Minseok thinks he is. And Minseok figured he did, as he saw Kyungsoo's lips turn upward ever so slightly before he spoke in a voice that, though low and soft, Minseok could hear loud and clear.
"I love you, too."