“Mum.. I’ve not even been here for a day yet!” With a sigh he turned away, with a deepening heart, no more words to say, he will find that the world has changed; forever~ Closing his eyes in annoyance, Michael exhaled calmly and balanced his phone on his shoulder as he sorted through his luggage. He had already gotten six mixed calls during the flight to Korea and now that he was actually on ground he couldn’t really avoid their calls much more.
After 2 hours of Michael being in a 6-way conversation with his family, he was finally in the city of Seoul and he felt already like he had been there for an eternity; there was a distinct feeling that would bubble about inside him whenever the thought of Korea passed through his mind. Now that he was in the middle of Seoul, being able to see the beautiful scenery for himself and be a part of the amazing culture, he could not stop staring at everything that passed him by, be it a little and adorable Korean toddler or child or a beautiful adult or teenager or a shop or even a park bench. He felt just so inadequate compared to everyone else, England was nothing compared to South Korea, it was like a whole different and new world entirely. He only half listened to the speech that was for him, nodding and ‘aah’ing a few times when he thought it best, but really he was imaging (again) the millions of possibilities that could happen whilst he was in Korea. The chance of meeting an idol at a café was possible, albeit probably extremely unlikely, but there was a higher chance of seeing an idol here than in England. He had already seen SHINee and had already fallen on top of Taemin, felt his body against his own and he also remembered how for a second he had felt Taemin’s arms circle around his waist so tightly…
There was a flash of light and Michael awoke from his small daydream, the sun was glaring down fiercely upon the city and it was making him feel slightly thirsty, his dark brown mop hair heating up and sticking to the back of his neck annoyingly.
Wetting his lips and biting down on his gum, he asked if he could go and get himself a cool drink or ice cream. After asking permission, and also receiving directions, money and also a mobile number incase he got lost, he made his way to a small market shop that was just on his left.
The cool air of the shop greeted him warmly; he let out a small, happy breath and stood in the entrance for a second before moving down the isle to head straight towards the refrigerated section.
It was a glorious sight to behold, just so many cold and iced drinks that cooled him down just by staring at them. He was having a rather difficult dilemma to choose between lemonade or coke until he noticed, from the corner of his eye, a shelf stacked full of flavoured milk. Michael blinked slowly and put down the neglected can of lemonade, now staggering towards the shelf that was calling him. It was the same milk that Lee Taemin liked, the exact same brand and there was the banana milk too, standing right next to the love of his life, strawberry milk. Mikey stood, dumbfounded, for a second, biting his lips and gazing between the two packets every second, letting the money for his milk roll in his hand. He had been stood like that for almost 5 minutes until he heard the sound of the shop door opening. The bang alerted him and so in a hurry he grabbed hold of the strawberry milk, since he liked strawberry milk and knew nothing could go wrong with strawberry milk, and headed up to the cashier. That is, until he heard those familiar five voices.
“Yah! Jonghyun-ah! You can’t buy everything!” Mikey froze and clutched his strawberry milk close towards his chest, his eyes widening.
What chance was there that he was just imaging that SHINee were in the same shop store as himself? It couldn’t be possible, could it? He had bumped, and literally bumped, into them just mere hours ago!
“I’ll go and get my banana milk.” A soft voice chimed and Michael felt his heart pumping violently against his chest, his hands getting warm and sweaty, despite the fact that he was still standing near the refrigerated section. He could see Taemin’s figure walking down the isle, however the maknae’s head was bowed slightly- like he was checking his phone or something, and it made Michael shake slightly as he realised that it was a one way isle.
Taemin heard a mix between a squeak and a shriek and glanced up in alarm, not expecting to come face to face with… who was that idiot?
“Omo, it’s you again?” Taemin raised an eyebrow and glanced amusedly at how the boy was trying desperately to say something. The idiot had a bottle of strawberry milk grasped towards his chest, rather an idiotic choice.
Taemin shook his head, feeling the idiot’s gaze watching his every move, and grasped a bottle of banana milk. He turned around to the idiot and stood there for a second, wondering what to say.
“Banana milk is better, you know.” Taemin said coolly, nodding his head towards to the pink bottle that the idiot had hold of.
“Neh.. but I was in a hurry and.. and I only have enough for one milk so.. I- I like strawberry milk so…” The idiot drifted off into a few incoherent mumbles, his cheeks reddening like a tomato.
Taemin chuckled for a second, feeling a strange pull towards the idiot and so delved into his pocket and handed the perplexed looking idiot enough money for a second bottle of milk.
“Omo..” The idiot started, but Taemin cut him off, bringing up his hand to stop anything further being spoken.
“You can’t come to Korea, and be in the presence of Lee Taemin without trying banana milk, this one is on me.”
Michael stared wide eyed as Taemin got hold of another bottle of banana milk and passed it towards him silently. He took it carefully, his hands shaking.
“T-thanks?” Michael gasped out, blushing again when he was awarded with that trademark giggle and smirk of Lee Taemin. He felt like he would faint.
They were walking at the same pace, slowly and slightly awkwardly, towards the cashier. Michael could feel Taemin glance at him every few seconds, but every time he tried to catch his glance Taemin would look away quickly.
They both got to the cashier and Taemin watched with a cute smile as Michael paid for his two milks, the rest of SHINee looking on at them, whispering to each other.
“Well then, we really need to go, Taemin-ah!” Key’s voice alerted the maknae and Taemin nodded dejectedly, staring back to see the strange idiot just tapping his thumb against a shelf.
“Uhm…” Taemin’s voice made the idiot look at him hopefully, not really knowing what to expect. “What’s your name?”
The idiot looked rather shocked for a second and then slowly opened his mouth. “I’m M-Mich-hael.”
Michael? What a strange name, Taemin liked idiot better. He nodded his head and got out a pen and then wordlessly walked towards Michael, grabbed hold of his hand and wrote down a phone number.
Upon seeing Michael glance at it rather curiously Taemin spoke up, “It’s my phone number. Text or call me and tell me how you liked the banana milk.”
And then with a small nod of his head, Taemin and the rest of SHINee left the store, leaving Michael who was now clutching onto a shelf for dear life, sobbing silently about what had just happened.
———————————- submitted by Taeace
HE GAVE ME HIS NUMBER OMFG
I LOVE YOU