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It was the normal. People visiting the restaurant. Some regular bachelors, some just outing because they are tired of eating the same home stuff.Their number increasing everyday with Seungmin's confidence in building up his dream –– also with the restaurant's progress.

Everything was normal ––but maybe Seungmin wasn't.  His mind was stuck back to the same evening that day when was pinned down lightly and some words spoken into his ears. . . ringing repeatedly till now.

He thought coming to work would help. . . well it definitely, did. But that didn't make the ringing of the words stop. When he was successfully getting distracted . . . his mind would deliberately push that moment in his mind making his head a little blur.

Well the thing because he was so bothered about that was because . . . he felt being exposed. The walls he had successfully build between his inner self and the one Seungmin outside felt being numb.

The wall made the slight crack that made him worry.  He felt being observed, understood, supported under that gaze of Minho.

"Jeongin–ah I am taking some break. Inform me if anything takes up." He said while unwrapping his apron from his waist. Jeongin just nodded. He had question to ask for why his friend was suddenly like this but . . . that could wait. Also the restaurant was still open and people were to be served.

Jeongin just kept serving and taking the bills from the counter.

It was honestly tiring for only two of them to handle a restaurant. But they still need to get settled. It's not the money problem –– In fact they earned so much in short time when they were not even sure that their plan will work. It was just the atmosphere. Seungmin needed time and Jeongin was willing to give him as much.

"Emm excuse me?"

Jeongin hadn't hem realize someone standing in front of him for so long. He quickly apologized and looked at the person...

Chan sunbaenim?

  

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Seungmin just plopped on his sofa that was in their secret cabinet in restaurant. He just laid down putting his hand on his head closing his eyes. Trying to vanish every thought of that five lettered name who lightened his missile filled with so much emotions that is about to launch anytime soon.

It is not easy for a person like him with so much overthinking power that could twist a psychologist's brain.
You have so many emotions, so much to say – but can't say any of them without blabbering something stupid that wasn't even close to what he had to say.

And now the disaster –– the one and only beauty, Lee MinHo had said something that is evaporating his brain that he can literally see imaginary steam coming out from his brain.

But he somehow, really wanted Minho to do what he said. He wants to be exposed by him,  explored by him. He wanted to be emotionally transparent in front of him. Rather he already was, otherwise Minho wouldn't have the guts to say something like that.

It was not in romantic way, 99%.

A person like him would definitely, obviously think like him. A desperate fresh adult like him, who always tries to ignore everyone(even tho everyone doesn't miss a chance to even speak a word with him) and wants to be in his own bubble, suddenly someone comes to you and says something so unexpected. . .  he would want to do it

And maybe, just.  . . I want to be explored to Minho.



(If someone saw my earlier post, ignore it completely. I just get too emotional sometimes.)

Also I completed my one story. Let's Divorce.  You can check it out if you wish

Happy Reading ❤️.

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