Running. He was rushing to the train station. 3 minutes before the train comes and another 5 before its departure. He needed to be there in 7 minutes. He speeds up a little more. He’s breathing heavily. Only 3 minutes, the train is in sight. He speeds again, the seconds are passing. Only a little and he’s there.

1 minute to the departure and he is opening the train doors. He sighs in a relief and catches his breath. The seats are occupied though, so he must sit with someone. He doesn’t like it, he’s uncomfortable around strangers.

Despite that he walks through the wagon looking for a suitable seat with someone he finds the least uncomfortable.

One man catches his eyes and despite himself he asks.

“Is the seat free?” The stranger looks up at him and with a smile replies.

“Yes.” He bows a little then takes the seat opposite the handsome man.

He is more than little surprised how comfortable he feels around the handsome stranger, who looks out the window at the passing scenery. He has never been that comfortable around the people he sat with. He wonders how it is possible for him to feel so carefree, not even caring if the other sees him staring. He just shakes his head in his mind, smiling a little.

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“Yes.” I replied the cute stranger. Then proceeded to doing what I had been doing all along, looking out the window with passing trees and houses. The boy was blatantly staring at me and although I didn’t like when others were doing it, I didn’t mind the boy’s stares.

‘How interesting!’ I thought.

My stop would be the next one. I stood up once I saw the train nearing the known station. I was surprised when the stranger got up, too. I have never seen him around, so he most probably wasn’t from here.

‘Hmm, maybe he has something to do here?’ I paid little attention to it and got off once the train stopped.

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Taemin stood as the stranger did. It was on reflex and he didn’t plan to. He thought it would have been weird if he sat down again so he decided to spy on this interesting man.

He got off after the guy did and walked to the opposite direction from the stranger’s. He still had his eyes fixed on him though. Once he turned the corner, Taemin followed him. He spied into the corner to make sure the guy didn’t know he was tailed before Taemin, too, stepped there.

…

He stalked him all the way to his home. He was amazed that he lived in such a big house, but the stranger seemed not that fond of going inside. Maybe he’s not getting along with his family or he has done something bad, Taemin thought feeling little down now. He didn’t know what he was doing as he walked over to the guy that caught his entire attention since he saw him.

“Hi, I’m Taemin. What about you?” The hell are you saying, you big idiot, pot-head. Come on, turn around and run away before he does something to you, you fool.

Before he could even start what his mind wanted, the stranger answered.

“Well, hello there Taemin. My name’s Minho.” He swooned at the deep voice of his. He was brought down to earth though with his next question.

“Did you, by any chance, stalk me?” Taemin panicked. What should he say? Should he tell the truth or lie?

“Yes!” He said loud and clear, despite what he was really thinking, which meant that he had no chance of hoping for Minho to not hear it. He turned red like a tomato, just what exactly am I doing now? How the hell aren’t I shyer and so unusually direct? The hell is this Minho guy doing with me?

Minho was surprised at first but then burst out laughing.

“W...wha-haha-t are you?” He asked still laughing like a maniac. Taemin pouted his lips but answered.

“Human.” Did he think that I’m some monkey or what? Why did he ask me that? Don’t I look human to him?

That answer just made Minho a laughing mess on the floor. He was crying and looked like he’s going to suffocate any moment. It worried Taemin, did he have some spasm or something? Maybe he was ill, that’s why he couldn’t recognize if he’s human being or some other species.

Thankfully it seemed like he has calmed down while Taemin come up with numerous ridiculous scenarios in his head.

“So, why were you stalking me?” Minho wiped his tears as he asked Taemin curiously. Taemin turned at this question red again and looked at his feet that suddenly became interesting.

“U-uhm, I…” he stopped mid-sentence. Why did I stalk him exactly? Just because I wasn’t nervous around him in the train? He pondered while Minho started suddenly laughing. Taemin was confused, why is he laughing?

“Yo-you… really don’t have any filter between your mind and the mouth, right?” Minho has calmed quickly but his lips still adorned a big smile. Taemin finally realized he was mumbling it all aloud. His face and even ears were burning which Minho found quite adorable. He smiled and asked the interesting kid.

"So, what do you want from me?" Taemin looked up surprised and it took him a while to remember why indeed did he come up to him and spoke. Minho was waiting patiently fully enjoying the grimaces the other was doing while trying to remember.

"I was comfortable sitting with you in the train, so I unconsciously stood up and it would be weird if I had sat down again, so I decided to follow you and find where are you living? No way would I say it." He thought it was only his inner monologue, but the opposite was right. Minho tried hard to contain his laughter when he heard his last sentence, but his next actions made him a squirming mess.

"Uhm, I just wanted to talk…" he tried embarrassed. Minho didn't care and continued laughing. Taemin was confused, what did he do now? He just hoped it wasn't something even more idiotic.

Minho finally calmed with Taemin staring at him and trying to figure his mistake. He couldn't remember anything which would make someone laugh so much.

"So-rry," he laughed not fully over it, "but you really say everything." Emphasizing the 'every' part. Taemin got red, awfully red. He now understood. His inner monologue was nothing inner but fully outer. He wanted the Earth to eat him up right this moment.

"Well, that is why I followed you, but I talked with you because you seemed to not want to go inside." His sight ended on the big mansion before him and Minho turned in the same direction. He sighed.

"Well, that's not wrong…" Minho said and Taemin perked up. Maybe he could tell him why? He started to be excited.

"Let's go somewhere else." Minho said and Taemin was over the moon. He was going to share with him. He was very happy. He wanted to learn more about this comfortable person.

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They were now sitting in a cozy cafe not far away from Minho's house. Taemin couldn't be more impatient to hear from him but he tried to contain it, he didn't want to pressure the other.

Minho on the other hand was calm. He ordered some coffee and dessert. Then he looked at Taemin who was still too impatient to care about his surroundings. So when Minho finally looked up, he thought the other was going to start at last.

"What do you want?" Taemin was baffled for a while but when he noticed the waiter standing there, he understood.

"A-a-anything..." he stuttered out and lowered his eyes in embarrassment. Minho laughed and ordered hot chocolate with the same dessert as his.

They were silent for a while before Minho started. Taemin immediately looked up and with alert ears listened.

"So, I start with why I looked like I didn't want to go inside, ok?" He made sure the other did listen as Taemin nodded before he continued.

"Well, I don't really have a good relationship with my family..." he hesitated to continue but the other’s shining eyes with curiosity melted his hesitation away.

"...They despise me because of my orientation..." he feared it would disgust the other the same as his family but Taemin still behaved the same.

"And?!" He urged, curious beyond belief. Minho was glad and relieved the other didn't judge him because if he did, he would seriously think about it and maybe go to a psychologist.

"Well, they disregard me if I say something and ignore me all the time. I feel like I'm not even living when I'm in that house, which I can't even really call home..." he paused. Taemin's every emotion mirrored in his eyes. Minho saw how the other felt for him and he honestly welcomed it. He couldn't really confide in his friends out of fear they would abandon him and make him an outcast. Still, it was nice having someone to talk to.

"Did you date somebody?" Taemin asked, only after realizing his slip-up. This wasn't supposed to be said out loud, for Christ sake! Minho laughed at his face making various grimaces and answered.

"Yes... I did introduce him to my family, but they totally disregarded it and made him my friend..." Minho shut his eyes but again opened them and continued.

"We broke up, though... He couldn't stay the constant mocking of my family and I couldn't say anything to him because I know it too well..." His voice was getting lower and quieter with every sentence.

"Since then I haven't dated anyone..." his voice now had a sad air to it. Minho noticed how the other’s eyes shined, he felt confused. Just then a tear fell on the others cheek. Minho panicked a little, why was he crying?

"T-That's so sad..." and Minho understood. He was crying for him. This was the first time anyone other than his ex-boyfriend cried for him. And what more, this was somebody who knew him for not more than two hours. He felt touched as he saw the other cry even more.

But on the other hand, the people there gave him looks and he was getting uncomfortable.

"Taemin... please, could you stop?" He asked him out of desperation with face beat red. Taemin looked at him with a questionable gaze but did not stop crying. He just got louder looking at the other as he remembered his sad expression from before.

"Please, stop crying. Others are looking..." Minho tried once again. Taemin looked around while still crying and then turned back to Minho. He still cried... Minho wanted to be invisible at that moment.

"Please... stop." Minho was now desperate, almost pleading. Taemin wanted to also stop but he just couldn't. Then he thought looking at Minho is the trigger, so he looked down.

He sobbed for a while, but it finally stopped. Minho was overjoyed, and they were served just then.

After they finished eating, only having the drinks not finished, they were about to leave. They lost track of time and haven't realized they were there talking for almost three hours.

They were silent as they left the café and headed towards Minho’s house together.

“I want to date you.” The comfortable silence was destroyed by Taemin’s loud thinking. Minho stopped in his tracks looking at the other unbelievingly while Taemin was red up to his ears. His eyes bored to Minho’s ones, and he knew the other meant it, he was sincere. Taemin was surprised at his boldness and unfaltering gaze.

“Okay…” Minho replied before he caught himself. The other’s eyes immediately lit up and his smile widened. Before both could process what was happening Taemin hugged the taller in glee, Minho being at a loss for words. Meanwhile Taemin was too happy to think straight, hugging the other without care in the world.

“I love you!” Minho’s eyes grew in size at the other’s confession. Wasn’t this a little too fast? Before Minho could react in anyway other than being shocked, Taemin came to his senses. His face quickly resembled that of the blush of the dawn and before he could embarrass himself more, with a quick ‘See you.’ he sprinted away.

Minho smiled after his disappearing figure after his shock subsided, thinking he’s in for some crazy adventure with his new boyfriend. Although he had thought he still wasn’t ready for a new relationship even after a whole year of being single, he couldn’t resist this boy for some odd reason.

“Thank God we exchanged numbers in the café.” he said aloud with a pleasant smile adorning his lips.

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Taemin was cursing himself out, feeling embarrassed about the previous conversation as he walked to the train station. He asked him out, he also confessed, damn it! What if the other was scared off after the damn confession?! What if he didn't want to speak to him? He couldn't help but imagine all sorts of weird scenarios in that foolish head of his. In no time he was already in his train to his home still fully preocupied by all sorts of imaginary in his head.

He was pulled from his trance of self-loathing when he felt vibrations in his jeans’ pocket. He quickly pulled his phone out and read the new message.

[Are you free tomorrow?]

Taemin started crying from relief at that, trying to type his answer through his tears. The people around couldn't help but pity him, thinking he has just been dumped by a text message.

[I'm flee anyrime!!]

Taemin wrote and hit the send button, waiting for the other to reply but grew more anxious as time went by, his cries intensifying.

Just when he was starting to think Minho changed his mind, another text arrived.

[Let's go on a date?]

Taemin started practically wailing at that point. Date! He wants to go on a date! However, the surrounding people thought differently. Such a poor kid, getting dumped through a text, as they shook their heads sadly.

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"I'm home!" Minho called as he was in a good mood. His mother walked out of the kitchen in apron and suspiciously looked him over. He didn't normally let it be known when he came home so she had to ask.

"Did you find yourself a girlfriend?" Minho looked at her, his lips forming a little smile.

"Yep, boyfriend." And he turned away, walking to his own room, not in the mood for her scrutiny.

...

Little nervous, Minho finally sent it. Not expecting to hear the ding sound that soon, his phone fell from his hand, hitting the soft bed. It took him a while before he picked it again and anxiously opened the message.

[I'm flee anyrime!!]

He burst out laughing in the middle of reading it. He's never met someone so weird and funny before without even trying. It took him a good while to calm himself and finally send the second text.

[Yes! Xes! Yed!]

Minho laughed again, so loudly even his parents could hear him. Shaking their heads with small smiles on, they continued what they were doing.

I swear it felt like more on my phone... I hope this made you laugh, I certainly did, haha.
This has to be my funniest fanfic, lmao. I have no idea when the next update will be sooo...

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It's thanks to it that I felt like editing this, haha. Yk, it took freakin' month, if not more to finally have it in my hands!!

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