In which Minho buys flowers, OT5 have a barbecue, Jinki doesn't burn Jjong's house down, Taemin is his usual, mildly autistic, gorgeous trash baby self & Key plays his hand at match-making. // Sequel to Like You Imagined (can be read separately). It was demanded and I was suitably inspired. I hope it doesn't disappoint!

"you made eye contact with me when a creep tried coming onto me on the subway and now you’re pretending to be an old friend who wants to catch up and we’re having fun making up mutual memories on the spot"