Click. Click. Click.

Heart beating fast and fingers faster than bullets, a young Chinese man with sharp panda eyes was hiding behind a bush (too small for his liking) taking photos, his blonde hair sticking out, making passers-by give him confused looks that should translate to “What the hell is that boy doing there”, but Tao couldn’t care less.

Because on the nearby park bench, the love of his life, the meaning of his existence (okay), the God-given gift to mankind (okay, Tao we get it), was drinking his bubble tea and enjoying the fine weather, the warm sunlight caressing his shades that fit perfectly on the tall bridge of his nose.

Nobody else aside from Tao seemed to notice that Top Grade Milk’s lead dancer and rapper, Oh Sehun, was out and about in the park near Idol Enterprises at 10AM in the morning, wearing a large hoodie that covered most of his face.

Tao rejoiced internally for the nagging Luhan made earlier about delivering the last minute order for a wedding bouquet near the agency building. He never thought that he would be a given a very special gift on Valentine’s day, of all days, to see up close (with his HD camera), his one and only milky prince, Sehunnie. He spotted him leaving the building on his side mirror when he was about to start the car’s engine, and luckily, he brought his DSLR camera (because he never goes out without them, in case he sees something and gets inspired, because actually Tao is a professional photographer too).

So of course, Tao was not able to resist the urge to follow him, like a shadow he moved swiftly behind Sehun, as he went about his morning, jogging around the park and then buying his favourite bubble tea at a nearby shop. Tao’s heart palpitates at the sight of Sehun smiling after he finishes his bubble tea, and then slowly getting up the bench to stretch his arms.

But Tao got surprised when suddenly; Sehun began looking at his direction, and began assuming a baseball pitcher’s position, the bubble tea container on his right hand.

If there’s one thing that Sehun was not good at, it would be shooting a target (a flaw the whole fandom knew when he accidently hit the Seoul Twin’s coach with a fastball during the baseball finals last year). Tao looked from left to right, looking for Sehun’s target (which was probably a trash can), and confirmed the possibility of being hit by a bubble tea container since the target was just a few meters beside the bush he was hiding, if his angel did not improve his shooting skills yet after his embarrassing pitch last year.

“Ouch!” Tao yelped, when the container hit him on the forehead (he apparently didn’t see it coming after becoming engrossed in his thoughts on the cute and embarrassed image of Sehun last year) but quickly covered his mouth, when he heard his own voice.

“Is anybody there?”

Oops.

Sehun walked towards Tao’s hiding place, and to the panda’s dismay, began searching the bushes beside the trash can. In any minute now, Tao would be soon be discovered by Sehun, and he seriously didn’t know what to feel about this. He of course, wanted Sehun to see him, and recognize his existence, but on the other hand, he also didn’t want to be found secretly taking pictures of him creepily behind a bush, right?

“Did I just hit a racoon? Why is there a blond---“

RINNGGGG!!!! Tao almost died in shock, thinking his phone just rang to scream his location but breathed in relief when he heard Sehun talking to someone on his phone, and turning around to walk toward the agency’s direction, seemingly amused by the news he just heard.

“Our dear Baekhyunnie is throwing a fit right now? Woah, I’ve got to see that.”