So, this wasn’t what he expected. It was much better than reality and he had to admit that he was surprised with himself to begin with. He wasn’t expecting on finding himself alone, out of the café with Yixing. He should have known that the four of them would be expelled of the small place after one of the employees caught Woohyun and Luhan doing something incredibly nasty in the bathroom. Myungsoo wasn’t surprised at all when he saw those two looked rather proud of what just happened. They didn’t look ashamed or one bit embarrassed. They looked happy and in pure bliss.

Once outside, Woohyun decided he and Luhan were going to leave and the two of them were on their own and they could do anything they wanted. Honestly, Myungsoo knew Woohyun was just tired of him and wanted him to grow a pair. He knew his older friend was right, but unfortunately it wasn’t as easy as he wanted to be. If it was, he would have asked the other man out as soon he saw him. He would have asked him out as soon he stepped inside the restaurant, just like Woohyun did to Luhan.

“So….I guess this is goodbye? Until you come to the restaurant naturally. ” As soon Myungsoo heard that, it hit him. It hit him that he was about to waste the only opportunity he had to be with Yixing and he was going to waste the only chance he could possibly have to even ask him out. Or just ask him for coffee. Anything. “Want to go on a date with me?”

He shouted those words. He wasn’t gentle, he wasn’t careful. He just screamed those words out and he looked at him. He could feel the whole world opening under his feet and he was pretty sure that Yixing was looking at him like he grew an extra head. Yixing was looking at him, not really sure where to look and wasn’t sure if he should answer, making everything worst for Myungsoo. He had no idea what possessed him to say those words, but once he noticed, it was too late.

“Yes!” Yixing said as he covered his mouth for a second and then looked down to his feet with a shy smile. “I mean….Sure….sounds great…” He couldn’t believe the answer. He was pretty sure he was dreaming and that it wasn’t real, but then he saw that million dollar smile. He saw that smile and he knew it was nothing but reality. Yixing actually accepted going out with him. He was pretty sure that he was going to be able to fly at that moment. He was also pretty sure that this was nothing but a dream, and because of it, he refused to wake up. Because of it, he hoped to be in a freaking coma.

And now, he found himself in front of an old building, really old, waiting for Yixing. The Chinese man gave him his address so he could pick him up before they went to dinner and told him that as soon he got there he should come up because he was a little slow when it came to get ready for anything. He even gave his number to Myungsoo just in case something happened and he could tell him beforehand. No need to say that as soon Myungsoo looked to that little piece of paper with every single thing, he could swear he was going to have a heart attack.

He even called Woohyun like some stupid teenager, telling him how happy, how fantastic he was feeling. “I don’t care. You got balls, awesome, now I’ve better things to do.” Woohyun was such a sometimes. He could at least pretend that he was happy for Myungsoo, but instead he turned off the phone in his face and Myungsoo stood staring at the screen not really sure of what happened.

But on more important matters, he was standing in front of the Chinese’s man front door. It was a wooden door; old looking and it still used keys. The whole building had nothing to do with his. His was modern, he didn’t use keys anymore and it actually smelled new while Yixing’s smelled old and a little dusty.  And he was pretty sure he was seeing some dust on the floor. It was a degrading building, it just looked old.

He looked at the front door and swallowed at least a couple of times and then decided to take a couple of small laps around the hall before he decided if he should ring the bell or not. He raised his hand to knock but stopped. “Maybe I should wait just a little bit more?” He asked himself as he started biting his lower lip and continued over thinking everything.

“Maybe I should call Woohyun again?” It wasn’t probably the best idea in the world. When he called the older man before he could swear he heard Luhan in the background and there were some sounds he refused to remember because he was pretty sure they would comeback in his nightmares.

“You had the balls to ask him out, get the balls to ring his door!” He whispered to himself. He closed his eyes and pressed his finger at the doorbell. Now it was too late to turn back and if he wanted to run away it would be something completely impossible because his legs were frozen and he couldn’t move, not even if he wanted. “Coming!” Myungsoo could feel every part of his body completely aware of his surroundings and he never thought such thing was even possible.

His mind went completely blank when he heard the door open and he just forgot his own name when he saw the smiling man in front of him. “Myungsoo!” he said with a very happy voice making the raven haired man swallow the little bit of saliva he still had inside his mouth. He couldn’t help but think that the man in front of him was without a doubt a gift from the heavens and came down to earth to bright up his life.

Yixing was wearing a very old blue sweatshirt, worn out jeans and the happiest smile on his face. His outfit could be old and probably less than 20$ but for Myungsoo the man looked like a master piece that no one would be able to afford in a life time or in a million years.  

“You’re so early! I thought you would come just in…two hours…that’s why I’m not ready yet.” Yixing said with a shy smile and passed a hand through his dark looks. Myungsoo couldn’t come up with an excuse why he was so early and he didn’t trust his voice at that point either. He was too nervous, his heart was beating too fast and he was pretty sure if he talked, nothing but inhumane sounds would come out of him.

“Well, don’t stand there, come in!” Yixing said with an excited voice as he grabbed Myungsoo’s wrist and pulled him inside his apartment. Inside Myungsoo’s head all kinds of alarms kept on going on and screaming danger. Not that he was scared of Yixing, not in the slightest. He just wasn’t sure if he trusted himself alone, in a small apartment with the man of his fantasies.

The man that he would usually use in all of his fantasies. Some of his fantasies were pure and innocent but others were as dirty as they could be and probably a little twisted. Yeah, he was scared to be with Yixing in the same room because his ert side would come out and ruin everything.

“Please don’t mind the mess…” Yixing said with a small smile. “I was cleaning up but then I remembered I forgot to buy myself lunch so I went to the store but then I forgot the key inside the house and had to ask the upstairs neighbor to jump from his balcony to mine since I forgot to close the balcony widow.”  

Myungsoo looked at the Chinese man next to him and wasn’t sure if he was supposed to laugh or just come up with a witty comment after hearing that.  He had heard that Yixing was very forgetful, usually the restaurant owner would comment on it, but he never thought he could be…that much.

Noticing that he didn’t get any answer Yixing passed a nervous hand on his hair again and looked to the man in front of him. “I…I tend to forget many things. I don’t do it on purpose, it just happens…” Myungsoo couldn’t help but think the man looked like a lost puppy with his hears down. It looked adorable and he just wanted to pitch those cheeks and kiss that pout away. But no, instead he had to control himself and just keep thinking about dead kitties and Woohyun and Luhan having . Yeah, that would do it.

He looked down to his feet, not sure if he was capable to look to those beautiful eyes but as soon he looked down, he noticed that Yixing was still holding his wrist. It felt incredibly warm, soft and gentle. It was like it was meant to be, it was like Yixing was supposed to be holding him forever and never let go.

But unfortunately Yixing also noticed he was holding the other man’s wrist and let him go in seconds, making Myungsoo really disappointed. He wanted Yixing to keep on holding his hand at least for a little longer. “Sorry about that.” He said and placed his hands inside his sweater pockets. “It’s okay…so, we have reservations at that new place that opened up…you know, the Japanese one.”

Yixing’s smile vanished and was replaced by a sad face making Myungsoo wonder what the hell he did to make the Chinese man look so frustrated.  “…isn’t that expensive?” He asked and Myungsoo, being dumb as he was, said it was. “…I don’t think I can afford that….”

The Korean man looked at Yixing and felt like kicking himself in the gut. He was a moron, of course he was. Even if he already thought about paying the whole thing and literally spoiling Yixing, he should have known. He should have known that Yixing was a simple man, someone who didn’t like fancy things, someone who was happy with eating street food and even drinking some cheap beer. Someone who was happy by standing on the couch and sleep all day if he could.

He looked to see the still uncomfortable expression in Yixing’s face and he just gave a small smile and stepped a little closer, but not too much. “…How about we go to my house, order some junk food, make popcorn and watch a really bad movie?” As soon he finished those words, Yixing’s face lighted up like millions of stars. Now that, for him, was the best date someone could give him. “Give me two seconds to change shirts and I’ll be ready!” Yixing was gone before anything else could be said and Myungsoo couldn’t help but smile. It was going to be a good night…he was sure of it.