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When the soccer season ended, Minho expected to fully indulge and enjoy the time off that he believes he deserved. Of course, it’s not like he helped the team win the league championships or anything, but the team did rank high enough, or at least higher than it’s ever been on the scoreboards. Based on that, he thinks that he deserves this break to relax, rejuvenate and restart his training to become even better.

What he didn’t know, was that apparently, the breaks came with asterisks and disclaimers in tiny fonts. That he apparently still had a schedule.

Sighing for the umpteenth time, Minho checked his reflection in the mirror, making sure that he looked professional enough. While there wasn’t going to be a camera recording (thank god!), the athlete wasn’t the best at giving heart-to-heart talks with interviewers. Aside from his conventional ‘thank you for your support’ and ‘we’ll work harder to bring pride to South Korea’, Minho barely wanted to speak any more than that on screen.

And now a solo interview? What the management was thinking, he’d never understand.

Learning from his previous error, Minho made sure to leave his home thirty minutes earlier than planned, just in case he got lost again. With his eyes staring intently at the screen of his phone, he followed the GPS’s designated path to the cafe that his manager texted him a few hours ago.

The cafe, to Minho’s relief, was quite empty. He quickly ordered himself a drink - black coffee with no sugar or cream - and found a seat at a more deserted corner of the cafe, where he believed would remain undisturbed for the rest of the noon. One leg crossed over the other, Minho took a sip of the bitter concoction as he waited for the designated time to arrive.

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He inhaled deeply the city air that was tainted with pollution, his ears drowned out in the cacophony of sea of humans that passed by him. Yet Minho could not find himself to mind it the slightest - he was no longer the sickly child that would have been sent into coughing fits and dizzy spells when exposed to the harshness of the world.

No, to Minho, this was home.

Home was where his family was. Where his friends were. Friends that he had the opportunity to meet despite his past circumstances, and brothers that were the story behind his successes. A smile tugged at his lips at the memory of when he had first started training with Jongkook hyung at the gym, how the elder had taught the scrawny boy to turn loathing physical exertion into the enjoyment of keeping one’s body in top shape. Yes, he owed the other that much.

Checking the GPS on his mobile phone, it took Minho a fair amount of time and effort to get to the location the two had agreed to meet up at. Jongkook had been the first person he contacted the moment his feet touched South Korean ground, even before he had called his family. He had missed the elder quite dearly, the scarce e-mails that they exchanged over the months he was abroad for the soccer season not being enough.

”Hyung!!” Spotting the other’s back from afar, Minho couldn’t help himself but call out for the other, waving excitedly as he sidled up to the table. “Sorry I was late; I didn’t think Seoul changed this much during the time I was gone,” he chuckled lightheartedly, pulling up a seat. “My GPS got messed up a few times too, this city is seriously too fast-paced for me to catch up.”

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