Minho didn't know that idol life would be this stressing. He often running away from his manager, his agency, because he was so tired and needed some time for himself.

He entered a bookstore, not because he wanted to buy one, he just randomly ordered a cup of coffee at their lonely cafeteria. 

But then he almost choked on his hot coffee when a young purple haired man took a seat accross him.

"He is following me?" He thought. Because sassaeng fans are everywhere. Strangely the boy took a seat accross Minho quitely, sipped his chocolate and focused on his book. He didn't even look at Minho. 

"Who are you?" Minho whispered. Yet didn't get any answer.
"Hey who the hell are you?" He repeated his question, body leaning a bit to the boy.

The boy in front of him finally looked at Minho in the eyes, expressionless. Minho was taken aback by the coldness.

"Taemin." Then he just read his book again.
"What? Does he really think I'm asking his name?" Minho's brain talking to himself. "I mean until when are you going to follow me?" Minho frustrated.

The boy looked up again. His face screamed a big "what the hell is this guy talking about?" He slurped his chocolate still looking at Minho. 

"Sorry?" He asked simply. Minho didn't hear him because he was busy observing the boy's tongue some chocolate in the corner of his lips.
"Halo." He waved his hand in front of Minho's face.
"What?" Minho pretended nothing happened.
"Sir you ARE staring" he paused "at MY lips." 
Minho felt his heated face and his ears probably red.
"I'm not."
Taemin didn't reply to that because he knew the guy did stare at him. He then continued to read his book.

"What are you doing here Choi Minho ssi?" He asked because who don't know the Choi Minho? He is the most famous right now.

"Oh I'm not a fan by the way." He had to explain when he saw Minho freak out. 
"Ugh ok." Minho cleared his throat. The boy did look like that kind of people who doesn't care much about his surrounding.

"I'm just reading I guess."
"I see."

That was all. Minho was a bit disappointed by the lack of interest Taemin showed. He weren't used to it. 

He saw Taemin pick up his phone. He said a hi, an ok and a blinding smile on his face. Never he seen a guy smile like that. He emptied his chocolate and stood up.

"Where are you going?"
"Somewhere." The coldness was back to his face.
"Oh."

Minho saw his back disappearing. "What was that? Seriously?" He kept thinking....

***

"Hyung this is freaking Sunday. And I still have to freaking work?"
"Just a 3 minutes song. Let's go."

Minho complaining to his manager. It was actually not that big event, only university festival, no live TV or something. But he really wanted to watch the football game he has been waiting for. That's why his mind was a mess.

He was indeed a professional, his stage was as good. Nobody noticed he was in a bad mood.

"That was cool. Let's go." The manager promised Minho he could do anything after everything done there. He was about to go to that football game. 

"Wait." Minho saw a certain someone followed by many girls leaving the crowd. That was Taemin.

He saw Taemin went to nearest toilet. Minho was about to get in the car but he told his manager to wait a second.

Taemin never hated the noona or girls around him, but sometimes they made him feel a bit uncomfortable. 

"You okay?" Taemin heard a deep voice asking. He found Minho's reflection on the mirror.
"Hmm." He washed his hand.
"Do you want a cup of coffee...?" Minho asked. "With me?" He continued.
"No." Taemin answered coldly.
"Ah you like chocolate then?"
"Yeah but not with you." Minho was hurt a bit.

Taemin was about to leave. Minho didn't let him. He locked the door and stood in front of Taemin.

"What do you want?" Taemin glared, clearly bothered, still looking so good in that plain white t shirt.
"Talk to you." Well that was a simple reques, Taemin couldn't help but laugh, blinding Minho. Minho just smiled embarrassed.

"Tomorrow at the bookstore?"
"Ok."
"Now unlock the door."
"Ok." 

Taemin walked away leaving a lingering sweet scent. Minho didn't know what he was doing. He just realized after it happened. He went back to the car with a smile from ear to ear.
His manager looked confused with the sudden change of his mood. 

***

"You come early?" Asked Taemin as soon as he arrived. Minho just happy that Taemin talked to him first.
"Hmm. Breakfast?"
"It's lunch time Minho. Don't tell me you..." Minho just loved the sound of his name from Taemin's lips.
"Um yeah I didn't know what time you will come so I just came... early."
"What time?"
"9."
"What? Now is almost 2."
"I know."
"Let's have a proper lunch first."
"Ok."

Minho followed Taemin to the nearest restaurant. Not many recognized him because they were mostly elderly. Seems like Taemin understood his situation.

"Do you like your meat that much?" Minho saw Taemin eating his meat, his mouth full.
"Yeah. It gives me strength." Taemin then saw Minho's chicken untouched.
"Why don't you eat?" 
"I'm full watching you." He said with a smile. Taemin stopped eating and looked directly to Minho's eyes.
"Tell me, what's with you?"
"What?"
"You like me right?"
"What?" 
"I think you do." 
How can Taemin say that with straight face? Minho felt his face bright red hearing that straight forward question.
"See? You are red." Taemin pointed to his face. Minho gulped down his juice. Taemin continued to eat.
"Sorry." Minho cursed at his stupid mouth. 
"Why are you sorry?" That's what Minho wanted to know, why? No answer from Minho, Taemin looked up at him.
"Minho. Eat your lunch." Minho then did eat his lunch.

He was thinking so hard about what Taemin told him. Why does he think Taemin look so good, why does he love Taemin's sweet scent, why did he follow Taemin to the toilet just because he wanted to talk to him, he even locked the door, just why.

"Minho."
"Hm?"
"Stop thinking, just enjoy the food."
"Ok."

It was quite funny how Minho listened to Taemin well. Taemin ordered a strawberry ice cream he loved so much.
They didn't talk much after that. Minho felt a bit awkward and weird in a good way. He didn't know Taemin observe him for a while.

"Now that I see you this close, you are really handsome Minho. I like your grey hair."
"Stop it." Minho hold his chest.
"What?" Taemin just confused.
"I almost got heart attack." 

Taemin laughed a bit covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. You like me."
"I know, I do. Just stop, okay?" Minho embarrassed. He was like a high school girl in puberty.

Taemin got a call from his father. Taemin told Minho he had to go in 30 minutes. 

"You said you want to talk with me. Tell me anything." Taemin told him so because he didn't want to meet Minho like this again. He knew it was not a good idea to get too close, friendship or not, he didn't really like to be attached to someone else especially someone like Minho. He did date an idol before and he never felt that hurt. His ex cheated on him, you know pretty girls are everywhere in their world.

"When will we meet again?" 
"Why do we have to meet again?" Taemin asked.
"I just want to."
"I don't think it's a good idea."
"I told you I like you."
"That's the problem."
"I'm aware of that."
"Let's not meet again Minho. I'm saying this for your own good."
"Are you just rejecting me?"
"Yes." Taemin answered firmly.
Minho clearly looked sad. 
"Are you crying?"
"I'm not." Minho cried a bit, he didn't even confess to Taemin, yet Taemin already rejected him.  Taemin found him funny.
"You will find someone else soon. Don't worry." 
Taemin left him, heart broken.

***

Minho kept visitting the bookstore and Taemin's University. He never met him. It frustrated him so much. He didn't know why did he go that far. He usually the one who rejected girls. It has been almost 5 months since their lunch together. 

That night Minho decided to come to Jinki's birthday party. Jinki was his friend since their trainee. 

"How much do you work out exactly?" Jonghyun asked because Minho sure looked more like an athlete with those muscles.

"I will have a comeback soon so ..." Minho didn't really explain. Both of them continued to drink quitely. Sulli, Jinki's sister already flirting with Minho. Thankfully she was only 8 and that's the most logic reason to reject her.

Some girls were really annoying though. Minho couldn't really tell them to leave him alone because of his good image.

Suddenly people here and there  waving at the certain person who just came, really late honestly. Some greeted him personally, walking side by side with him  Minho was busy with his drink.

"Finally he is here." Jonghyun mumbled.
"Who?"
"The beautiful princess."
"What a joke." Minho laughed, yet still trying to find the beautiful thing Jonghyun told him. He couldn't see because so many people talking to him, blocking his view.

"I have been trying to get in to his pants for years and he kept rejecting me." Jonghyun mumbled again, eyes fixed on the guy between so many people.
"Look at them flirting with him again. Gosh." Jonghyun sounded a bit jealous.
"I can't see. Is he that handsome."
"You still can't understand? You are the idol here and he is the one who get the most attention." Jonghyun said frustrated. "I have never wanted to sleep with someone this bad. Lucky that Kai guy. He dated him for a while. I bet he was the only one who got to taste that full kissable lips." Jonghyun kept talking but Minho didn't really listen.

That guy finally took a seat and Minho could see the familiar face. Minho forgot to breath.

The guy had long brown hair, he tied it up in a high ponytail. Minho groaned to see others admiring his exposed neck. Wearing a sleeveless black t shirt and ripped jeans, he managed to look really expensive. 

"Look look look here Choi Minho. Are you falling for him?" Jonghyun didn't stop him from his long lasting staring.
"Just try to talk to him. He is really really really cold. I can't count how many times he smiles a year to me. I'll just tell you this. But I swear he looks especially pretty tonight. He doesn't even use any lipstick why does his lips look that pink?" Jonghyun kept describing him in details, Minho hated him so much.

"Where are you going?" Minho asked him when he got up from his seat.
"To take him home."
"What?"

Minho's eyes followed Jonghyun. He told the girls to leave them alone. He offered Taemin a drink and whispered something to him. Taemin looked as cold as usual. It was actually an inappropriate joke Taemin hate so much.

"Where are you going?" Taemin about to leave Jonghyun but he caught his wrist.
"I'm going home."
"I'll go with you."
"No thanks."
That was the nth time Taemin rejected him.

Minho also stood up and followed Taemin outside. He found Taemin talking on the phone. Probably his driver.

"Really hyung, it's okay, I can take a taxi. I hope your wife is fine." Shindong couldn't pick him up. Before he stopped a taxi, Minho called his name.

"Taemin." He looked at Minho behind.
"Minho?" Oh how he missed Taemin calling his name like that.
"How about a dinner with me?"
"It's almost midnight." Taemin checking his phone.
"Please?" He sounded more like a whiny baby.
"Okay." Minho smiling from ear to ear.
Minho couldn't help but admiring Taemin's beauty.
"That." Minho pointed at Taemin's hair.
"It's just extension for... you know, I started to work recently." 
"What work?"
"a model, not that big, only for magazine."
"What?" Taemin looked up only to see Minho shot him with his eyes. 
"You can't do that dirty work. Totally can't."
"Why?" Taemin asked simply.
Because too many people will see his beautiful features, he thought. He didn't want things like that happen.
"It just doesn't fit you."
"Really? But I already did. And I think it will come out tomorrow."
"What?"

Minho didn't know why he scolded Taemin so much for doing the job. Taemin didn't really say anything.

"So how have you been doing Minho?" That stopped Minho's long speech about protecting Taemin's skin.
"Fine." He answered anyway.
"That's good then."

There was silence as Minho just once again caught by Taemin staring at him.

"Ill go home."
"I'll go with you." 
"It's ok.."
"No I insist."

Minho didn't want to let him go just like the last time. Taemin refused to give him his number. But at least Minho knew where he lived. Minho was just happy.

"Thanks a lot. I'll go in." They just reached Taemin's apartment.
"Taemin ah."
"Hm?" 
"Can I hug you?"
"No." Taemin answered firmly.
"Okay." Minho couldn't hide his disappointment. He just looked at him disappeared.

He didn't know Taemin was smiling, find it cute.

***

The next day Jonghyun made a fuss after reading a magazine with a certain Taemin in it. "God he is so y, so ing y. Look at his sinful lips. I should have just kiss him last night. Wait his bottom is the best part I swear I want to just-"
"Shut up." That shocked Jonghyun, he flinched.
"What the hell?" 
Jonghyun left Minho alone. He guessed Minho was in a bad mood that day.

Minho honestly couldn't even see the picture himself. He was so angry to hear Jonghyun talking about Taemin like that.

It was only 10 and Taemin heard a knock on the door. He was actually a mess. He woke up just recently and started the day with a quick breakfast. He still has a fat toast stuffed in his mouth. He walked to the stubborn knock, found a furious Minho.

"Minho?"
It surprised Taemin. He didn't know he surprised Minho more. Not because of how cute Taemin looks with his full mouth, messy ponytail, oversized t shirt or baggy sweatpants. Minho swear not because of that.

"What are you doing?"
"What?" Minho's mind suddenly went blank.
"What are you doing here?" Taemin repeated the obvious question.
"To tell you something."
"Something?"
"Yeah."
Taemin didn't really get it but he let Minho come in.
"Coffee?"
"Yes please."

Minho watched Taemin stirring a coffee for him. 

"Here." Taemin flopped himself beside him. There was a bit distance between them but Minho never sat that close to Taemin. He could hear his heart act up again.

"So tell me, what's with the sudden visit?"
"It's just." He couldn't really say anything. He felt absurd himself, he was so angry for such a weird reason.

"Im mad." Minho said, almost like a whisper.
"Why?"
"that magazine"
"I told you it comes out today." Taemin crossed his legs comfortably.
"You did."
"So?"
"Jonghyun kept talking about you."
"He did?"
"Yeah." Minho's eyes on the floor like a kid being scolded.
"Mmm." Taemin just humming. "You don't look that mad though."
"I am."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"So you came here to tell me that?"
"Yeah."
What a funny guy, Taemin thought. 
"Now that you told me everything, will you go to work again?"

Minho did remember the important schedule he has to do. But he refused to go.

"I'll stay."
"What for?"
"I don't know." That was another funny answer.
Taemin shifted himself closer to Minho.
"Hyung." Why did he sound so y saying that word like that? 
"What?" Minho finally looked up at Taemin, found him smiling, face only an inch away from Minho's face, looking so seductive.

"You are so cute right now. I want to kiss you but I might smell bad because I have not took a bath so I'm not doing that." Taemin was about to back away when Minho hold his waist, keeping him there. 

"Do you think I'll let you go like that. No freaking way."
He then closed the gap between them. Just slightly let their lips touch. He felt a smile on Taemin's lips, he couldn't help but smile back. Taemin initiated a deeper kiss and Minho kissed him back, eager to show Taemin how much he has been waiting for this. 

"I love you." Minho confessed to his lips, both breathless.
Taemin backed away, enough to looked at Minho's eyes. "I know"
"I said I love you." Minho pecked Taemin's lips again, now a bit swollen and redder from the kiss.
"How cheesy." Taemin commented.
"I love you so much." Minho repeated with another kiss.
"I love you too." Minho finally smiling, he wanted to hear that 3 words since forever. He showed his happiness with a hard kiss. Hands holding him close, guiding him to his laps.

"Why are you so beautiful?".
"I hear that a lot." Taemin joke. His hair got messier after a long kiss. 

***

"Ah right, what's the name of that bookstore by the way?" Minho suddenly asked.
"Lacuna."
"What?"
"That means a blank space or a missing peace." Taemin explained.