The black-haired man relaxed on his bed with his face mask on. It had been a long day. Things weren't going so well after the said man named Lee Hyukjae broke up with his long-time beau, Lee Donghae. It was public humiliation for Hyukjae, as he shouted on by Donghae and his evil cousin, Kim Heechul. He wanted to move on soon. He did have a deep relationship with Donghae though.

Suddenly, his phone rang. It was an unknown number.

 

Hello! Is this Sungmin?

 

You wish.

 

I might have called the wrong person. Do you know Sungmin?

 

Yeah. He was my ex-boyfriend's best friend.

 

 

Oh, really? You must be knowing Leeteuk Hyung, then?

 

 

Yup. But, then, who the heck are you?

 

 

I'm Cho Kyuhyun. Hasn't Leeteuk Hyung ever mentioned me in front of you?

 

 

Nuh uh.

 

 

I'm the guy, who smells like ham, and plays Starcraft all the time.

 

 

 

Oh, I remember now. I'm Hyukjae.

 

 

 

So....

 

 

Why were you looking for Sungmin, by the way?

 

 

I was look for someone to date. Leeteuk Hyung gave me his number.

 

 

 

 

Wow.... So, you're single, huh?

 

 

Yup. What about you?

 

 

I'm living in Singleton.

 

 

I see. I wanna go to Mingleton.

 

 

 

So, do I... I wanna move on.

 

I can take you on a ride to Mingleton. 

 

 

Oh, really? What are you doing these days?

 

 

Working. Who is your ideal type?

 

 

I don't really have a type. I want a guy, who's like art. I need to feel the love, since art is something you feel.

 

 

Wow, that's deep. Are you a hipster of some sort?

 

 

I can be sometimes. But let me tell you, I don't need to look at a guy to know that he's art. I can just listen to his voice.

 

 

Am I the kind of art you might like to keep in your collection?

 

 

Maybe?

 

 

 

 

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A/N: Hello! This is Admin Sera from DKDKP Fanfic Team. Thanks for the request! I hope you have fun reading this, as much as I had, writing this.