Waves slowly rolled to the shore; leaving foamy paths on the sand. The sea breeze left a salty wetness in the air as the sun sets. It was perfect. Well not quite. At least not  yet anyway, mostly because Taemin was flipping out. It had taken him hours to build this sandcastle, not mention weeks of practice. Sadly because of Taemins poor ability to hide things Minho knew something was going on, but Taemin had managed to get Minho to lay off by saying it was a surprise and he'd find out eventually. So as Taemin puts the final little touch on the sand castle, a little flag with a message on it, He was a little bit more than nervous. He thought he had everything planned out perfectly but there was always the off chance Minho could say no.