AN - 12/08/14 | Hello, yes this is another re-done an, though I'm really only making small adjustments. So, as I previously wrote, I was thinking of SNSD's Seohyun when I came up with the name for Minho's girlfriend--which was totally unexpected. But then I liked the name enough to keep using it even though there's a high chance snsd's maknae would be in your minds a lot of the time. Weird, I know.

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When Choi Minho woke up at 7:35am on Monday, it was all because of his neighbour who lived across the hall in apartment 112.   Lee Taemin.   Minho had been familiar with neighbours before as they’re a natural part of society, and the ones that lived next door to his parents were very friendly. Taemin however is a new kind of neighbour that Minho just isn't used to being around, and he didn't think that he’d be able to get used to him any time soon.    Taemin’s visits became more and more frequent as the weeks went by, and the two boys would sometimes casually bring up a small conversation during his visit. It wasn’t always intentional but even the smallest questions about the most random things got them talking and they were soon brought closer together.    Two months later, they’re past the meeting and greeting stage enough to consider each other as friends; in Taemin’s eyes more than Minho’s though. Even if they talked and saw each other a fair amount of times, Minho still saw Taemin as weird, bold, a little unordinary and needy. In his eyes, he also seemed playful like a tease who knew he was hot, y and cute and knew how to use those traits to his advantage. Taemin definitely owned cute, Minho would give him that much, but being straight kept him under the line he didn’t plan on crossing. Even if Taemin is attractive, SeoYun was Minho’s girlfriend.   Well, she used to be.   Minho and SeoYun saw a lot of each other before he moved away from Seoul and in to a new area, and now that he wasn’t as nearby to her as he used to be, it was complicated for them to stay in contact. They had used webcams a couple of times but even then it wasn’t satisfying because they could never actually physically connect, and one of them always had to leave for at the most inconvenient times due to having different academic schedules.   It was a hectic occurrence.   For a while, Minho had been fearing that they’d break up soon but he wasn’t ready to give up on their relationship! He was hoping that there’d be another way around the matter and there was in Taemin’s opinion, which Minho later regretted listening to.   When Taemin came around to see him, he surprisingly wasn’t after sugar. “Hey, do you have any banana milk?” He casually asked as he entered the apartment that had almost become like a second home to him through constant routine.    Minho was sitting on his couch and watching the sports channel when he was called.  “What's that you’re mumbling about, Taemin?” He muttered, barely paying attention.   “Ever since I've been living here-”   “You mean over there.” Minho corrected.   “Fine, sure, whatever!” Taemin agreed impatiently. “Since I’ve been living over there, my neighbours have always given me banana milk whenever I’ve asked for it. We were very close.”   “Well, we’re not close.” Minho pointed out as he flicked the channel over to a different sports channel besides soccer.   “So then you see the problem, right?”   “I see a problem.” Minho replied coldly as he switched the channel over again. There was nothing good or satisfying enough for him to watch at the moment, because everything on TV was either an old re-run or pointless crap that should never have been broadcasted on television.   Taemin’s mouth made a medium sized 'O' shape as he became astonished by Minho's attitude towards him. The poor boy had done nothing but ask for some banana milk, or maybe that was the problem. Was he acting too spoilt and demanding? “Hey, don’t be mean to me!” He whined like a small child.   “I'm sorry, I'm just-” Minho paused to try and clear some mental space where he could piece his thoughts together and decide on what his next move should be. He really  didn't want things with SeoYun to end already if he could help it. “I'm in a bad mood.”   “Why?” Taemin asked as he opened up Minho’s fridge. He was disappointed when he only found regular milk and a small carton of chocolate milk, but he decided that it was better than nothing and he could always ask Minho for banana milk another day...and the day after that and so on. “Is it because I keep borrowing your sugar?”   Minho could really care less about that right now even though he did want that routine to cease. “No, it’s not that. My girlfriend and I are--wait, why should I even tell you?!” He questioned as he turned around to face the boy.   The a small carton of chocolate milk was without a straw, and that only made Taemin’s spirits sink even lower when he realised he would have to unscrew the cap off just to indulge in the beverage. It took all the fun out of the whole drinking process if you asked him.    It wasn’t as great as banana milk, but it’d have to for now.   “Talking about your problems helps sometimes.” Taemin said as strode over and sat on the couch opposite Minho, imitating their living positions. “And I'm willing to listen, as a good neighbour and a friend.”   “Well, I think that…maybe…my girlfriend might be thinking of…breaking up with me.” He shamefully confessed, sighing over the weight of his troubles. “Me moving here has made it hard for us to be able to see or even speak to each other a lot lately, and now I don't know what to do.”   “Have you spoken to her at all lately?” Taemin asks.   “Yes, we talked on the phone earlier. She spoke about our relationship and how hard things seemed to be for the both of us, but I told her that she was being silly because if I was prepared to fight for our sake then shouldn’t she have been as well?!”   “Mhm, I see.” Taemin hummed with a nod.    “She hung up on me in the end and now she won’t return any of my calls or texts…” Minho admitted, sinking back in to his couch and looking up at the ceiling as if to ask what he had done to deserve such harsh treatment. “If she wasn’t thinking of breaking up with me before then she is now.”   Taemin swished the chocolate milk around inside his mouth as he thought the situation over. He wasn’t a shrink nor was he in a relationship often, but when he had been in a relationship before, a problem like this had never surfaced for him because he and his past lover loved each other too much to give up so easily.   Minho looked terribly depressed and it killed Taemin to see him that way. So whether he was an expert or not and whether he knew how to handle such situations, he would give out any advice he could think of and he’d just have to hope it was enough.   “Give her some sugar and I guarantee that she’ll overlook this little dispute and try to make things between the two of you work.” Taemin explained.   “…You're joking, right?” Minho wondered.   Taemin latched his lips on to his drink, all the while shaking his head. Inside though, he wasn’t sure what he was disagreeing with more--his advice being a joke or the chocolate milk tasting so horribly different to his beloved banana flavour.   “Give my girlfriend some sugar?” Minho repeating the words only made him more sure about Taemin having no sense or clue at all. He was weird in the beginning and still is, but now…even Minho couldn’t comprehend this kind of character. “Really, that’s your answer? That’s your good advice?!”   “A cup of sugar actually. And it could work!”   “I beg to differ!”   “You won’t know unless you try!”   “This is insanity, I swear.”   “Fine, but you’ll only spend the r