It was late morning at Lake 192. The weather was pleasant. The sun was shining brightly in the sky with a cool breeze blowing every now and then. Minseok was seated at the picnic table overlooking the beautiful lake, completely immersed in the laptop in front of him.
“Hi Min-Min, watcha doin?”, I asked as I snuck up behind him. I looped my arms around him and rested my chin in the nape of his neck.
“Mackenzie!”, he gasped as he covered his face with his palms.
“Did I scare you?”, I whispered in his ear trying not to laugh.
“Yes you did!”, he yelled playfully and within a second he pulled me across his lap.
“Woah, how did you do that?”, I was shook. One moment I was standing behind him and the next I was sitting across his lap with one arm around his shoulder.
“I’m reviewing our fans song choices and coming up with a setlist for the next concert”, he whispered in my ear and continued working on the laptop.
“Is there going to be a concert soon?!!!!”, my excitement was building up as I would get to attend his band’s concert (huge fan).
“Calm down child, not right now, a plan for the future…”
“Oh…ok…”, I felt so deflated.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have a karaoke party tonight”
“But it won’t be the same”, I said all whiny.
“Kenziiieee”, he whined back and buried his face in the side of my neck.
“Why not watch our old performances?”
“Yup sure, we’ll do that. I never thought I’d be sitting with my bias and watching his band’s old performances…”
“Bias?”, he asked, raising his eyebrows.
“But you told me someone else was your bias when we first met”, he teased.
“Ya ya, it’s you. I was just trying to be cool back then…”, I said turning red.
He smiled and gazed at me for a few seconds and then gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Let me finish this setlist and then we’ll go and watch a few performances”
So Min continued with his work, while I sat across his lap, playing with his eyelashes every now and then. He was so used to this quirky habit that he didn’t even flinch anymore. I was lost in dreamland gazing out onto the lake and enjoying my time in our little bubble at Lake 192.
Life – A Symphony
It was a rainy Saturday afternoon as I lay on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Benjamin and Whiskey were entertaining themselves playing tug of war with their blankies. Apart from their playful growling, the only sound that filled the house was the pitter-patter of the rain. The couch was facing a oneway glass…
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