Two & Half Days
Title: Two & Half Days
Pairing: 2min
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Summary:
None of us were really bothered by other feelings, though-at least not for me. I treated him like someone I just made that could probably be my pen-pal (if this was still in existence). But the fact that he asked for my number was in the way; I bet he felt something more than that.
Then, I finally picked up my courage and asked him,
“Why the hassle, Minho?” I asked bluntly.
“What?”
“I am a tourist, going off two days later and you asked for my number? What for?” Why did you even take a second glimpse of me? Are you crazy?
Note: Read A/N ^^
Taemin POV
Meeting someone that you shouldn’t have,
Doing things that you thought you never would,
Experiencing emotions that you have never felt before
It all seemed like a mistake, but it was a beautiful mistake inevitably.
It was 9pm in the evening and two degree Celsius with that slight chilly wind that I would never experience back in my hometown. Dressed in the most awkward looking blue pull-over and track pants, I took a seat on an empty wooden bench outside the convenience store with a cup of hot coffee (which would turn cold after fifteen minutes).
Procrastination was something that my family opposed strongly about-but it happened to be my favorite past-time especially during this hour of the day. I stared blankly at the picturesque view of the skyscrapers just across the street and leaned my head against the window pane right behind me. Taking a sip of the now-warm coffee, I frowned when I realized that it wasn’t the taste that I actually expected and it didn’t make me warmer.
“Hey.” I shuddered a little in surprise and glared at the person defensively. It was then when I spotted a boy in his neat high school uniform with a cup of hot coffee in his hand. He was undeniably good looking with a few traits that did not make him look Korean. He had huge eyes, a little too huge for his face and the shades of his brown dyed hair became rather obvious under the street lights; he wasn’t perfect, but nearly flawless. “Is this seat taken?”
Well, yes. I wanted to say, but he sat down before I could even reply-why did he even ask in the first place?
“Local?” He asked me again and I shook my head curtly.
“Tourist.” I replied without much enthusiasm and continued surfing the net on my phone, “Don’t you have classes tomorrow?”
“A little less sleep won’t kill.” The boy chuckled as I slivered my lips weakly. I couldn’t help but admit that one of the reasons that made me stay was the fact that he was good looking, above average. But that made me feel so superficial, “What’s your name?”
“Taemin.”
“I’m Minho.” Our gazes met and we smiled at each other awkwardly. I thought this was the end of our conversation; I was just a bored tourist taking a breather and Minho was a high school boy taking a cup of coffee after a long day of lessons. But as I was ready to take my leave, he cleared his throat and posed a question hesitantly, “Can you….give me your number?”
“Huh?”
“It’s okay if you don’t want to. Sorry.” I didn’t know what I was thinking then; reaching out my hand for his phone, I spelt out my email address in the text box and passed the phone back to Minho.
“I need a translator when I do my shopping for the next two nights anyway.”
“Okay… see you soon then.”
As I made my way back to the hotel, it felt as if I had lost self-control all of a sudden. I knew I was pretty fond of Minho, but I didn’t know if I really meant it at all. Did it come from the heart or the head?
….. …..
I did not know why I agreed to this; I sneaked out of the hotel at 7pm after dinner and met him outside a coffee house in the shopping mall. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Then with that low charismatic voice, he greeted me, “Hi.” I ‘Hi-ed’ back with phlegm in my throat and blushed over the blunder that I’ve made.
I have no idea why I’m doing this, seriously.
Minho was wearing his high school jacket with a pair of comfortable looking jeans-he looked just the way he was when I met him last night. I thought I did not set a good image for myself last night with that faded oversized pull over and decided to make a little more effort in the way I dressed today. But it took me a second to realize how inferior I look beside him even if I tried to look nicer than usual.
“So…” He stuffed his hands into his pocket.
“Oh. Yea, I’m doing some shopping but…” I need company and I thought you were a pretty suitable candidate, “I don’t know, I might get lost or something.”
“In a shopping mall?” Minho chuckled. Oh shut up.
I barely got anything that I wanted from the next five hours of shopping-we did some window shopping, spent a few minutes browsing through the clothes over the hangers, and the next three hours walking in circles around the mall. We talk about each other in the most unconstructive manner ever.
He likes to play basketball and I really dislike the weather back at home.
I love dancing while Minho loves eating ramen.
We chat and laughed over coffee at star bucks, not really bothered by the fact that all this could end in a flash. I will be leaving two days later and both of us just had to admit that everything that happened was just plain crazy. Remember the childhood education of not trusting strangers and following them wherever they went? Well, I just went against it-I hang out with Minho till midnight and thought it was the best thing that could ever happen in the trip.
None of us were really bothered by other feelings, though-at least not for me. I treated him like someone I just made that could probably be my pen-pal (if this was still in existence). But the fact that he asked for my number was in the way; I bet he felt something more than that.
Then, I finally picked up my courage and asked him,
“Why the hassle, Minho?” I asked bluntly.
“What?”
“I am a tourist, going off two days later and you asked for my number? What for?” Why did you even take a second glimpse of me? Are you crazy?
“What do you think?”
“Hormonal changes and frustrations.”
“So you’re explaining my behavior with biology?” Minho chuckled again. I adore it when he chuckles.
“Well, yea.” I giggled and took a sip of the cold latte in front of me. He smiled and bit his bottom lip.
“When a person ask for your number when you’re sitting outside a convenience store alone at night, there are two possibilities.”
I folded my arms and leaned forward a little, “And what are they?”
“A police officer.”
“Certainly not. What’s the other?”
“Are you really that thick-headed?” I tilted my head to the side curtly while Minho crossed his arms and leaned towards my direction as well, “I kinda like you. I don’t know.”
So he thought I was really that thick-headed, didn’t he? Maybe I was, but he almost ruined everything. I found myself diverting my gaze away from him and began to chew on my lip nervously. I didn’t know how I should react.
“I told you last night that I’m leaving in two days….right?” I looked at my watch and did a simple calculation, “From now on, I only have 20 hours before I leave.”
“Yea.”
“And you said you kind of like me?” Minho remained silent for a couple of seconds.
“Don’t you?”
“I-I don’t know.” Maybe I like him. Maybe that’s the reason why someone as self-defensive as I am actually met up with him without giving much thought.
“I guess I am clueless too.” Minho mumbled. He sounded a little disappointed and I felt so sour.
“But…” I hesitated for a second and curled my lips, “Is this the way you date someone? You apologized to me when our hands brushed against each other’s. How cute.”
“Then what am I supposed to do? Hold it?” I pouted and nodded in agreement. However, I shifted my hand away at the same time when I figured out that that could be the reason why my fondness grew for him. “But I gave you my jacket when you complained that you were cold.”
“That was gentlemanly.”
“So Lee Taemin is a romance-expert now?” No, probably not.
But yea… I really think I liked him, I really do. I have to admit that as our gazes met each other when we spoke and laugh, there were times where my heart skipped a beat.
It was past midnight when we left. Minho walked me back to the hotel before we parted ways for good.
“So I guess this is the end.” I slivered my lips gently.
“We can chat online.” It’s different. It’s different.
“Yeap, sure.” I reached out my right hand towards his direction and he squeezed it with his large hand, “See Minho, I don’t bite.”
“I know.”
“And I just want to tell you….”Letting go of his hand, I tilted my head up to look at him, “You’re probably the best thing that ever happened to me during my trip.”
“And you’re the best thing that ever happened to me since I shifted here.”
I giggled and walked into the hotel lobby.
We chatted online for a month. Minho kept me company while I was upset over my work although he wasn’t of much help. We continued our unconstructive topics until the days where we got busy to keep up with our friendship. Then it stopped.
He did not send me any emails but neither did I.
But I guessed I really liked him. But everything melted like snow as winter ends and spring blossoms.
Or maybe I didn’t.
I pondered about it for months and did not manage to get an answer, but I guess there are questions that never needed a solution.
It ended.
A/N: Well, it’s something a little random. But it came from my experience IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. Not entirely similarly but just here and there. Yea, it really happened to me not long ago when I went to Seoul. It wasn’t really a struggle because I knew that I really didn’t like that guy. [He looked a little like Minho, I was shocked]. But I began thinking about him quite a lot recently because I was talking to two of my close friends about it. There was a struggle back then but it only lasted for a couple of days.
It’s kind of shocking isn’t it? I’m even more average looking than a plain Jane but someone like him approached me. And yea, I decided to hang out in a super busy mall, didn’t really give him much personal information because I’m worried about my safety too, and realized he was reliable to NOT step across that line. He seriously shuddered away when our hands brushed against each other’s accidentally. How cute.
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