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It was an afternoon like any other, Gyuvin, as usual quickly packed up his bag before run to his agency. Become an idol was truly his dream, but if you ask him what he was really thinking at ta time, he would say that he was on the verge of abandoning.
Especially that day…it was raining, the weather was so gloomy, he had so much homework to do, he was exhausted by the dance practices and still no opportunity to debut yet. He could just gave up to be honest, at that time he didn’t understand why he continued to go there, no pleasure to dance anymore, to sing anymore, to smile anym--
“Hi Qubing !!!” Oh…right.
Ricky was there, standing before the door all smiling with his cute little teeth that Gyuvin found adorable. His mind went blank, why is he here ? Why is Ricky here ? Did the clouds disappeared ? Or Ricky’s face was to luminous ? He slapped himself.
“Wha--why are you here ?” Gyuvin stupidly asked, cause yeah the answer was obvious but somehow it made Ricky laugh.
He was just here, standing in front of him and laughing, simple thing you’d say ? It was, but for Gyuvin, it was the prettiest view he ever seen.
“What do you mean ?” he giggled again. “I’m here for practice, you’re here for practice too aren’t you ?”
Gyuvin smile dropped, he didn’t know anymore and that made him sad.
“Well yeah, of course…but I don’t know actually”
Ricky looked at him with a worried expression “are you okay ?”
Gyuvin went silent, getting lost in his thoughts, he hesitated between “yeah I’m completely fine” and “no, I feel so bad these day I want to die” so he choose “I’m so sorry”
Ricky was confused, he pulled his phone out of his pocket, looked at the time then at Gyuvin trying to read his face.
“You know what ? Let’s go eat some pizza, my treat !!” Gyuvin was stunned by the sudden proposition.
“Like…right now ?” he asked unsure, the blond just nodded in response. “But, it means we will skip practice ? what if they’ll find out ?” the younger said with a bit of panic.
“It’s okay, we’ll tell them that we were sick, they don’t care about us anyway.” Gyuvin didn’t answer, Ricky read his face again.
“You’ve never skipped class huh ?
“OF COURSE I DIN’T, WHY WOULD I EVER DO THAT ? THERE’S SOME RULES AND WE HAVE TO--”
Ricky took the brunette hand and dragged him toward the bus station.
Okay fuck practices, he didn’t understand why but he could’ve followed Ricky anywhere and anytime, even to the moon.
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They were sat at the corner of a cosy restaurant, chatting and laughing about their lives and dreams, that was comfortable.
“Do you want my olives ? I hate olives” Ricky asked on the middle of the discussion.
Gyuvin giggled.
“Sure, I love them but wait, you like pineapple on your pizza but not olives ? You definitely have special tastes.”
“HEY, what’s that supposed to mean ? I’m sure i have better taste in food than you” he said challenging. “Let’s see the basics, what’s your favorite fruit ?”
Gyuvin hesitated, what was his favorite fruit ? good question, he zoned out.
“Qubing ??” Ricky waved his hand in front of his face for any reactions.
“Hey, it’s not ‘qyubing’ it’s ‘Gyuvin’, ‘gyu - vin’”
The other stared at him stupidly , giving him a look of a stray cat abandoned on the road, “mhmm…”
Here we go again, his stupid cute face and pretty eyes that never miss to amaze him, how is this possible to be that cute seriously ?
“Nevermind..” he said with a heavy sigh. “Actually my favorite fruit is…”
“ IT’S MANGO RIGHT ???”
Ricky guessed his favorite fruit on the first try, but between him and us…he didn’t even have a favorite fruit until Ricky yelled out “MANGO”, but it was so excited and smiling like a little kid so he told him,
“Yeah…yeah you’re right !!”
And at this very moment, he thought that mango was the most beautiful and delicious fruit on earth, it will be his favorite fruit now it’s acted. He looked into the blond eyes, he had the most wonderful eyes, the most precious smile, the sweetest laughter, his hair ? so soft, smells like flowers.
The restaurant goes silent.
His heart was aching so hard, it was weird cause he never felt this kind of pression to his chest but it wasn’t painful, not at all.
He looked through the window, the rain had stopped, the sun went out, he looked at ricky again, the prettiest boy ever seen and he realized.
He was in love.
It’s funny cause at that time, it been only few weeks since they met, but he actually knew at the first glances they’ve exchanged.
It was just too strong and new to understand.
He didn’t care about the future anymore, if he become an idol good for him, if not ? Then it’s okay, it’s life.
But one thing he was sure, he wanted to be with Ricky till the end of his life.
Ricky was his, he was meant to be be loved by him and Gyuvin was meant to love Ricky.
They’re were meant to be, to love each others, it was an evidence..
Just like breathing.
He thought that perhaps he was born just so that he could met him.
“Babe ?”
Babe ? what do you mean ‘babe’ ?
“Qubing, you don’t even pay attention to me and you barely touched at the mango I just cut for you, don’t you like it anymore ?” Ricky pouted, crossing his arms.
Gyuvin was lost in his memory, he was sat on the couch at the living room of their group dorm, beside the love of his life.
“Rwik, my lovely Rwik, I was thinking that perhaps I was born just so that I could meet you.” he said pressing his boyfriend face with his two hands.
Ricky was shocked by the random declaration of his lover, frowned
“what ? are you crazy ?” Gyuvin giggled.
“Yeah, crazy for you” he answered covering the black haired face with kisses.
“That’s right, we were meant to be after all.”