Minho-

Minho: “It’s been a long time since we went to the park together”

You and Minho were taking a small stroll through the park. The sun was almost setting, kids heading home to their parents before dark comes. You leaned on his shoulders as you and his fingers intertwine together.

You: “I miss walking with you. Just simply walking by your side, I miss it” remembering the feeling of his hands holding yours, and how it would warm you up on those cold nights.

Minho: “I do too. What happened? Why did we stop?” Looking at you

You: Thinking for the last few months “Well, we both got busy. You have SHINee and I have stuff to work on at home. We ended up staying inside instead” looking at him

Minho: “Hm. We should change that” laughing, “Come on” pulling you with him, leading the way. He takes you to the swings. “Come, sit” going behind the swing

You sit down on the chair, holding on tight to the chains

Minho: “Ready? Go!” he gives you a slight push, your feet no longer touching the ground. You smile as the wind blows through you. He pushes you more, letting you go higher and higher. You were giggling, having fun. You remember those times when he used to always bring out your inner child, letting you have so much fun; just letting you be yourself.

You swing yourself, no longer feeling his hand on your back. Then you feel someone tug on the chains, causing you to slow down. You look behind you again, seeing him stopping the swing. Once he had successfully stopped the swing he wrapped his arms around you, laughing in your ear

Minho: “Caught you”

You: Smirking at his hot breath on your skin “No you don’t” removing his hands around you and making a run for it. You laugh as you climb the playground, screaming a little when Minho comes close to you, trying to catch you.

Minho: “I’m going to get you” determined

You: “Gotta catch me if you can” you laugh, sticking your tongue out at him

Minho: “Oh now you’re going to get it!” throwing himself at you

You scream a little, and slide down the slide, quickly getting up and running away. You didn’t know what or how, but you felt 1 of his hands reach for you, wrapping itself around your stomach, pulling you to him. He carries you all the way to the bench by the playground, letting you sit down before he sits down next to you.

Minho: “Gotcha” he laughs. You try to run away again, but his quick movement caught you again, sitting you down. “No, no, no. You’re not escaping me again”

You laugh as you try to remove his grip around you but failed. He kisses your cheek, laughing at your attempts.

You: “I miss these days” calming down now

Minho: “I know, me too” He moves your hands off your lap and lays his head on your lap, his face looking up at you.

You: “Tired?” looking at him as he closes his eyes

Minho: Opening them in an instant “Nope. Just really missing your touch” he smiles. You blush a little, brushing his hair out of his face. You and Minho sit there, just looking into each other. You run your fingers through his hair, feeling how soft it is. He closes his eyes to your touch, loving the feeling out it

Time passes by, and soon the sun was setting; causing the sky to be lit orange-red.

You keep running your fingers through his hair, adoring him. He had his eyes closed for a while, “Is he sleeping?” You thought to yourself. Stopping your fingers, you lean down to him slowly, watching him closely. Closing your eyes, your lip touches his, kissing him softly. Once you pull back and open your eyes, you see him looking up at you, watching.

You: “Oh your awake” surprised, blushing over what you just did

Minho: “I was always awake” lifting 1 of his hands and bring your head down to his again, continuing the kiss you started. He pulls back a little “That is how you kiss someone…” making you blush a deep red some more.