It was a small lea in front of him, bordered with different trees and filled with some lovely flowers. The sun shone over the whole area and colored everything to soft shades. Yunho had never seen something so beautiful and incredible before.

Mingi walked to him slowly. ,,Do you like it?" He asked quietly.

Yunho looked at him unbelievably. ,,A...A-Are you kidding me? This place is like heaven..." He looked at the miraculous view again.

Mingi smiled widely. ,,Glad you like it. Come on," he said, ,,let's have a picnic." He smiled warmly and Yunho hopped towards the center of the square like a small child. Mingi couldn't help but laugh at his childish behavior.

-

They laid beside each other and looked at the sky. At the beginning it was supposed to be a game of who can find the most interesting cloud shapes but now they were just chilling, gentle breeze twirling around them. They weren't very close to each other but Yunho still had butterflies flying around his stomach.

,,Mingi?" He asked, turning to the side and supporting his head on his hand.

,,Yes?"

,,Do you remember the finger game we used to have?"

Mingi looked at Yunho. ,,You mean the one what we played just to annoy Hongjoong?"

Yunho laughed. ,,Yep, that exact same one."

Mingi looked back at the blue sky and nodded. ,,Of course I remember. How could I forget?" That game was one of the best memories he had with Yunho.

,,Great, because I somehow ended up thinking about that and I can't remember which finger was which character."

,,And you expect me to remember?" Mingi asked but was already trying to remember everything:

Yunho pouted. ,,Mingi~ Pretty please. It's very important to me, really."

Mingi looked at him again. His beautiful brown eyes, perfect nose and pinkish lips.
,,Okay, I'll try to remember." He had fallen in love with that exact same Yunho, the childish and cute one, the one who pouted when wanted something.

He turned to the side, supporting on his left hand and put his right hand up. ,,So...thumb was the small boy, index finger the young man, then the prince, middle finger was the..." Mingi stopped. ,,Umm..."

,,King. That I remember."

,,...Then the young woman, princess and small girl. And if we had a queen in the game, you played her with your left hand's index finger. Got everything?"

Yunho mouthed everything over, pointing at the right finger when remembering what it was and nodded. He then put up his princess finger and did a girlish voice, yelling, ,,Help me! Oh my dear prince, help me! I'm stuck in this awful tower!"

Mingi loved the way he went red from face while doing that. He was embarrassed. He chuckled and put up his prince finger, lowering his voice even more and saying, ,,Don't worry my love, I'm already on my way!"

,,Watch out! The tower is guarded by an evil dragon!" Yunho said.

They both burst out laughing.

,,Are we really that weird?" Yunho asked.

Mingi looked at him. ,,Maybe I am but you...you're perfect..." Just a second later he understood what he had said and blushed hardly and looked down. Why did you say something so stupid? He slapped himself mentally for doing so.

Yunho blinked his eyes a few times. Did he hear right? Did Mingi just call him...perfect? Even though he knew that it was a pure lie he still felt his heartbeats fastening and cheecks heat up. Does he really think that? Or is this just-

He then noticed the awkward silence between them.

,,So...umm...How did you find this place?" He came up with the first question what popped into his mind.

Mingi looked up, glad that the topic changed. ,,Well, it's actually a pretty long story..."

Yunho supported his head on his hands and made his eyes big, letting Mingi know that he was listening, meanwhile his stomach was still doing somersaults and heartbeat wasn't even close to calming down.

Mingi tittered. ,,My great-grandfather Dongju fell in love with the most beautiful person, my great-grandmother Dami. When he told her about his feelings, her answer was the same.
They had been together for three years but hadn't gone on a real date because Dongju wanted to find a perfect place and time for that. He spent every minute of his free time trying to find it when he finally succeeded. The right place was basically an unknown place what he actually discovered randomly while looking for a cafe location because Dami's dream was to open a small cafeteria in the woods but like Dongju, she was also looking for the best spot. Once, they drove past this place here and stopped to check out the forest. It was perfect for the cafeteria. A year later, they opened it but it took an another year for it to become popular or at least known. Now it's very famous. It's located just across the road from the parking lot where I also parked my car when we got here.
One say, when Dongju was just wandering around, walking in the mountains, he accidentally discovered this place here. It was the thing he had been looking for years: the ideal date location. So he brought Dami here and after four years of dating, they finally got to go on a real date. If was a simple date and a simple lea but it meant everything for Dami. Great-grandfather told his son, my grandfather, about that and he to my dad and my mum told me. Throughout decades everyone from my family have had their first dates here: uncles, cousins, Dongju with Dami, grandfather with grandmother and dad with mother, even though he isn't the son of my grandparents but grandmother still decided to tell him about this when he started dating with my mum...and now...I'm here with...you..." The end of the sentence was quieter than a whisper. Mingi became nervous when he understood what mistake had he done...again...two freaking times in a row.

This seemed so wrong. He had hid everything so well and now this one careless move could easily give him away. Yunho isn't so stupid to not to understand the truth. What was he thinking about Mingi right now? That he is a worthless faggot? Or something worse?

What have I done?

Oh Mingi, you're such an idiot...

Yunho gulped and rubbed his wrist. Was this really like it seemed? That Mingi...? No. No way. The whole story and them two being here right now, it's...just an absurd coincidence. Yunho didn't want believe the truth what was literally laying in front of him right now. He saw Mingi running his hand trough his hair nervously. He had to do something, fast. Obviously a great choice would've been just to stand up and pack things and walk back but he couldn't move himself. He was taken aback of everything. But...if to start thinking now...it all made sense: Mingi taking his hand in the car, the cuddling, calling him perfect and now this...

There was just one way to find out.

Yunho didn't know where did that plan come from or how did he have enough nerves to do that. Maybe because he was tired of hiding his feelings, maybe because he wanted to know how Mingi would react...Maybe because he wanted to kiss him already...so badly...

Yunho put up his index finger, the prince and moved it, looking at Mingi. The latter glanced at Yunho's move and looked quickly down again. Then, he came closer and put up his finger too. Yunho's heart skipped a beat when he saw what finger it was.

Index finger. The prince.

The young man.

Yunho moved his finger closer. So did Mingi. Finally, there were only two inches separating the fingers. Yunho moved his and Mingi moved too so that the tips touched.

That meant that the finger characters, two young men, were kissing.

Yunho let out a quiet gasp and felt how he couldn't understand what was happening right now. Is this even real?

Mingi lowered his hand and looked at Yunho, eyes saying nothing. Yunho was still staring down at their fingers, eyes widened and mouth slightly opened. Mingi slowly lowered his hand, taking a gentle hold of Yunho's. The older finally looked back at him, blinking quickly a few times. Mingi's eyes switched between his pinkish lips and light brown eyes, he didn't even try to hide it anymore. What would've been the point? Yunho already knew everything. Mingi himself had taken perfect care of that.

Yunho fought the urge to stand up and run away from this situation. He hated it.
He loved it. He stared back. And noticed. Was it just him or was Mingi leaning in...? Yunho felt his heart drop but also moved closer.

Three inches...

Two...

One...

The world stopped when their noses touched, both feeling something they couldn't understand. Mingi then felt how Yunho's upper lip softly touched his...

...and pulled away.

He got up, packed things and pulled the blanket away from under Yunho who felt anger in his sharp movements. It felt like someone was stabbing his heart multiple times. Everything happened so fast that Yunho didn't have time to process nothing. When Mingi looked at him, he swore that he saw disgust in his eyes and his heart broke. He wanted to cry. To scream. To punch something. Whatever it would've taken to get everything out. Mingi started walking back but Yunho was still sitting on the ground, unable to understand anything.

When Mingi disappeared behind the small forest bordering the square, Yunho pulled his knees to his chest and started crying. No matter how hard he tried to stay quiet, everything that came out was loud and painful.