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The airport was busy as usual. Some people were rushed with their luggage, not caring for others. Then, at the other corner you can see a group of people bid their farewell.
Must be nice to bid a farewell to someone that surely will come back to you, Lee Seokmin thought as he walked through the group of people.
Pulling his luggage on one hand, he checked his phone with the other. 11.25 am. Gladly he arrived right on time. He surely didn't want to miss whatever plan he had for today. Walking out of the airport, he quickly hailed a taxi. To the place that he left for 3 years.
Nothing changed, Seokmin thought as he looked through the window. He was only 10 minutes away before he arrived at his destination. He didn't know if he made the right decision to be back, for good. He believed he moved on. He put everything behind. He did believe that, but he knew he could keep that thought when he arrived there . Or worse, he meets them.
10 minutes of dread finally came to an end, when he finally arrived. Getting out of the taxi, he stood in front of the 20 floors condominium that was not unfamiliar to him.
Come on Seokmin, you can do this! Each step he took to go inside, the louder his heart beats. He stepped into the elevator, pressed number 15, waiting for the elevator to bring him to the designated floor.
"You can take this house when I'm gone, Seokmin-ah."
"No, I'm not going to take it. Because you are not leaving. No one is going anywhere, hyung."
"Seokmin-"
"I don't want to talk about this."
The soft ding of the elevator brought him back to the painful reality. He hates how his feet so familiar with the floor bring him closer to the unit that he hates. He hated it more when his hand pressed into the pin of the door lock as it was part of his core memory.
And there it was, the house that he had left for 3 years
"I'm back, Jeonghan hyung."
"Hi, welcome." The woman greeted the guy who just stepped in the flower shop.
The black hair guy with a soft feature looked into each of the flowers displayed in the store. Until his eyes landed on the white lilies in front of him.
"I don't know anything about flowers but I think roses are cliche."
"Everything is cliche to you."
"But lilies are pretty."
"Yup, they are."
"Why do I suddenly think of him," the guy whispered before walking to the counter where the woman greeted her just now.
"How can I help you, sir?"
"Do you accept the order for a congratulatory bouquet?"
The woman beamed. "Yes we do, can I know for which occasion, and when you want the bouquet to be done?"
"Hmm around next week? My friend will open his new cafe at the corner of the street. The opening is on Saturday next week. Is it okay for you?"
"Yes, no worries. You can fill up this form first, we will help you for the delivery as well."
The next moment was filled with silence as the guy carefully filled up the form.
"Hi, welcome." the woman greeted.
The black hair guy assumed there was another customer coming in.
"Oh, you are back. Are you staying for good?"
Must be someone familiar then, the black hair guy thought. Eyes still on the paper.
"Yes, I think it's time for me to settle down. Do you get the flower ready, noona?"
But why does the voice sound so familiar to me?
"Of course, I'm glad that you decided to settle down. He's been waiting for you, you know?"
The black hair guy lifted his face, ready to pass the form back when he was greeted with a bouquet of white lilies.
He saw the bouquet went to the guy who had been standing beside him. And that when his eyes meet the guy who held the bouquet
"Seokmin?" the guy uttered in disbelief.
"Shua hyung?"