Luhan's POV

I had rushed in to the backroom after hearing Ling's shouting. Yet after entering the change room to see what had happened. I kind of wished that I didn't go in at all.

Before me stood a half naked Xiumin, and beside me, cowering next to the door, was Ling, red in the face and panting slightly.

"Ahem," I broke the silence. "What's the situation here?"

I forwarded the question to Xiumin, but Ling was the one that spoke. "I fell in to the change room while trying to give him his dress shirt."

Xiumin looked puzzled for a brief moment then nodded hesitantly. It was pretty obvious that was not what had happened, but I didn't ask any further. My eyes lingered on Xiumin, he looked as good as ever. It had always surprised me to see Xiumin's toned body, as it didn't match his face and height at all. I took a deep breath, taking in the fact that he was acutally there, standing in front if me. The friend I haven't had contact with since leaving EXO.

I pulled Ling out of the change room and closed the door behind me so that I was alone with Xiumin.

Sorry Ling, I need some time to take this in.

"Lu-ge." he said apologetically.

I rushed to him and gave him a great bear hug. "Minseok! What are you doing here!"

"To visit you!" His face broke into a smile. "Wow look at you, so different now."

"What really?" I laughed shyly, Xiumin always praised me at random times and I'm never prepared for them.

"We have so much to catch up on!" Xiumin pulled me into a hug again, this time longer and a lot more passionate. I couldn't help but find myself hugging him back.

It really has been a long time.

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Ling's POV

I tapped on the counter waiting for the two love birds to emerge from the back room. They've been talking for hours, so long that the customers have all left and it was almost closing time. Zhang-ge passed me a latte with a drawing of a baozi on it.

"How's my skill, am I getting better at it?"

I groaned. "Zhang-ge, I've already drank 4 cups of these, I can't drink anymore."

I pushed the cup back at him.

"Haha, jealous of Xiumin aren't you."

I glared at him.

"You drank all the ones without a baozi on it." He pointed at the empty cups.

I reached over the counter and slapped him in the shoulder.

"I don't expect Lu-ge to tell me every thing, I mean we've only met each other 2 days ago. But really, to shut me out like that."

Zhang-ge laughed at me. "Don't think on it too much, Luhan may not look it, but he values his pride a lot, he probably just don't want you to see a weak side of him."

I groaned again. "Ahh, I don't care. I'm going to go for my next part time."

Zhang-ge looked over at the dishes which were already done. I laughed at him. "I already cleaned everything up."

I left to the change room and realised that they were still in there. I hear Luhan laugh through the door and instinctively peaked through the small opening of the door.

They're having fun.

I grinned idiotically. The two of them together has got to be the cutest thing ever. The two of them were sitting on the floor of the change room leaning against the wall. They were making hand gestures at each other, which I assumed was some sort of in side joke. I looked at the two of them one last time and headed for the washroom when suddenly, my name came up on their conversation.

I stood with my ear against the door, trying to hear what they're saying.

"She's cute." Xiumin said.

"She is, she calls me Lu-ge you know?"

"Really? Do you think I can get her to call me Oppa?"

Luhan paused. "Are you-"

"No! I'm just thinking, if she calls you Lu-ge, she should call me Oppa. That way we'll be equal, the two of us."

There was a pause and Xiumin spoke once more.

"Why, are you?"

I bit my lip.

What on earth are they talking about.

"Ling is cute," Luhan spoke with a clear voice making my heart beat impatiently. "But she's just like a little sister to me."

I scowled and straightened up, my heart slowing down.

What had I expected? How could Luhan, a national celebrity, the prince if China, fall in love with a simple fan he met 2 days ago? That's right, love, that's what I'm in and for him.

I looked longingly at the change room, finally realising what I had thought of Luhan and left for the bathroom in the worst mood ever. I felt terrible. To be honest, I don't even know how I should act the next time I see him. I really wished that I had not eavesdropped on their conversation.

As the weeks passed by, Luhan came to visit less and less often as he schedule became more and more busy. In his place however was Xiumin. Still acting as the run away idol, he had become an apprentice under Zhang-ge to become a barista.

I found myself talking to him a lot during my spare time, sharing with him my life stories and him his to me. Often times, just picking on each other and playing around.

"Ling." He said one day when Zhang-ge had to run an errand. Xiumin was pouring an espresso into a cup.

"Hmm?" I flipped a page in my book, not looking at him.

"You call Luhan, Lu-ge right?"

"Yes?" I peered from my book at looked at him. His ears were slowly turning red and his big brown eyes blinked profusely behind his shades.

"Oppa." He muttered. "Call me that."

I smirked, leaned in to his face and decided to tease him a bit.

I whined. "Oppaaaaa."

I smiled as cutely as I could and he toppled backwards spilling the hot espresso over the counter and all over himself.

"Are you alright!?" I shrieked.

I rushed behind the counter. And wiped him off with a napkin.

"Hold on." I went to the back door and returned to his side with the first aid kit.

I treated his burns while being very aware that he was staring at me.

"Am I doing it wrong?" I looked up at him to see his clear eyes directly in front of mine.

He had a goofy smile that made his cheeks puff up, like a baozi. We stared at each other motionless, on the floor behind the counter which was hidden from view.

"You're burns are going to leave a mark," I whispered at him. "What are you going to do if they scar. Your fans-"

He looked away abruptly and said nothing.

I stopped as he evidently did not like what I said and continued to treat his wounds.

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Xiumin's POV

Her face was inches away from mine, of course I made it that way. I wanted to see what her reaction would be if I put my forehead to hers. I adjust my head ready for forehead forehead contact. However, my eyes had different plans. I lingered on her lips and my heart exploded.
I prepared myself to lean in and peck her on the lips but she broke the silence as well as my emerging confidence.

"You're burns are going to leave a mark," she whispered to me. "What are you going to do if they scar. Your fans-"

My fans. In this situation, she decide to think about my fans?

I pouted and looked away from her. Immediately regretted in doing so, my heart tugged for me to look at her again.

She said nothing the rest of the time while bandaging my burns making the atmosphere feel stuffy. I glanced at her from the corners of my eyes to see that she was deep in focus, lightly blowing on the my arm.

I grinned and I felt my face soften. Ling was someone that I just couldn't stay mad at.

She finished bandaging me up with a smack on the back of my head.

"Idiot," she looked at me right in the eyes. "Be careful!"

She left quickly to put the first aid kit back. I stood up smiling and began cleaning the counter.

The bell at the entrance chimed and I looked up only to stare straight into the displeased face of my manager.

Notes

//Author's Note:
Surprise! SUPER cliché ending for the last chapter haha, but its going to get a lot more interesting now that Luhan and Xiumin are together!
Thanks for continuous reading!
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