"Between Our Keys And Strings" ☑️ [2Min ❤️]

10.

Everything was going well — the restaurant work, the piano progress, new customers, fresh notes, bright days.”

Everything was going in a  smooth, planned sequence.

Until one day — everything spiraled out of control.
When everything seemed to . . . change.

It was a warm, summer night. The breeze hitting both their faces.

They were walking side – by – side. Their shoulders brushing as they stepped ahead. Fingers barely touching –– or maybe hesitant.

Seungmin clutched his piano bag tightly, sneaking glances of Minho time by time.

Minho noticing the glance, watched him. Their eyes met in a contact longer than few seconds.

MinHo slightly smiled watching him without awkwardness. Completely confident.

Their so called long (who knows how)  eye contact broke when Seungmin looked away shyly.

He bit his lips,–– ears and his cheeks being painted with a shade of red.

Minho chuckled, as he saw him looking away.

The dry leaves on the road crumbled one by one with the footsteps of a amused Minho and a shy Seungmin.

After walking for nearly 15 minutes Seungmin suddenly thought of something.

"Wait ! . .  why are we walking?"he asked titling his head to get a look of Minho's face, seeking for answer for his interrogation.

Minho,–– who was calmly walking with his hands in pocket, turned over when Seungmin spoke. After hearing Seungmin's question he chuckled slightly.

He ran his fingers through Seungmin's messy strands, fixing the bangs which rested on his eyes.

"We have been walking for over 15 minutes(yes he definitely didn't count) and you are asking me now? So you were just following me like a puppy behind it's owner?''Minho asked grinning with a playful hint of teasing. His eyes turned crescent with his pretty smile reaching his eyes.

Seungmin bit back his lips in embarrassment, muttering a small "sorry" to Minho.

Minho chuckled, moving his attention down to the leaves that were being crunched with his steps.
He just fixed his own collar which was messed by the breeze.

After some handful silence, Minho spoke softly, his voice rasp but warm.

"Well thought of spending some time with you. Only me and you. I don't remember a time we were together without a human beside us" –– he lightly held the hem of Seungmin's baby pink sweater. "Do you want to go?"

Seungmin kept quiet for a little while, unsure of what to say.

Minho looked down at Seungmin, waiting for an answer. His eyes shallowed with a hint of nervousness.
He took that silence as a hint of seungmin's approvals

"Ok them we'll g ––"

"Let's stay together" seungmin raised up his head, Minho's eyes meeting his own, ––" only us, no one else" he smiled slightly but it reached his eyes.

Minho hummed lighty, taking a good hold of his guitar bag.

They walked the streets with comfortable silence.

"Let's sit here" minho pointed towards a wooden bench under a sakura tress.

Seungmin just simply nodded, legs already tired.

They both sat on the wooden chair. They kept their bags with the support of chair.

Seungmin just kept swinging his legs looking around the road. He then took a good view of the tree shading  beautiful pink flowers  down their legs.