From the corner of his eye, Minho noticed some movement across the street, turning his head to see a man lift some hefty pots in front a flower shop. Despite how heavy the clay objects looked, the man carried them into the store effortlessly.

Minho watched the man do this several times, enthralled by the stranger’s lean figure and pretty face. He had never seen a man so beautiful, despite the fact that he was nearly too far away for Minho to properly see his face. He felt compelled to abandon his seat in the booth and help the man, but came back to reality when he remembers that Taemin’s father could be here any minute.

Now distracted by the person working at the flower shop, Minho sipped his coke as he gazed at the man rush back and forth through the foliage in the store. His expression was too far to see, but Minho found himself chuckling as he counted the man trip for the fifth time in the past ten minutes. So preoccupied by his newfound interest, Minho did not even realize that the student’s father was over fifteen minutes late.

Finally, the pretty man shut the lights of the store, swiftly locking the door behind him. Minho felt his heart sink when he realized that the man would soon be gone, but was astonished when he started making his way towards the same bar.

Feeling a surge of fretfulness and excitement, Minho looked away so not to seem like he was staring too obviously. He felt a draft of cold air from the chilly night pass through him when the door opened, the pretty man entering the bar and glancing around with an anxious expression.

The closer the man got to Minho, the more Minho’s heart throbbed because of how beautiful he was. Suddenly their eyes made contact, making Minho’s stomach drop.

“Mr. Choi?” the pretty man asked tentatively, his voice just as lovely as Minho had imagined. Minho’s eyes widened at the sound of his name, realizing with an ecstatic yet sinking heart that this man was Lee Jinki, Lee Taemin’s father.