Hello, Hello!
Title:Hello, Hello!
Pairing: XiuHan, TaoHun, ninja!fanxing, brotp!hunhan
Genre: idol!au, crack (?)
Length: 2.8k+ | One-shot
Rating: PG-13
Summary: That is Lu Han’s cue to choke on his words because the most beautiful being he’s ever laid his eyes upon called him cute.
A/N: This is very bad. Unbeta'd. Bad english. This is a shot at my own prompt at exopromptmeme over here. Wow that's really lame but I wanted to give it a try so this happened. Really. Badly. Sorry.
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The sound of rolling of posters can be heard inside Lu Han’s home office, the beads of sweat are stinging as they get to his eyes but he needs to properly roll the posters and put them in a canister to keep them safe. He sacrifices eye sight just to finish properly rolling the posters before wiping the perspiration on his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt.
It’s not like he’s not hiding anything at all.
It’s just that a meeting will be held in this very office and he can’t let his workers see the huge as fuck posters of a certain idol on his office wall for inspiration. His walls, a good two hours ago were plastered with posters of Kim Minseok, or commonly known as Xiumin, more informally, Umin by the general Korean public. And now, after much effort and thinking it out, his walls are back to how they looked like a year and a half ago.
Painted with grey and striped with black, his monochromatic office had the right taste of professionalism and the posters that used to hang on the walls totally threw it off.
And Lu Han gives thanks to himself for using blu-tack instead of tape or pins to keep the posters up because-well, it really would ruin the posters. He can always put them back up.
He doesn’t mind the effort as long as he gets to see Kim Minseok, Xiumin-Umin’s face on his walls as his work stresses him out.
For now, he hides the canister under his desk and prays to God for his workers to not notice.
***
Yixing always notices. He always knows.
And that is his problem exactly.
The marketing head of his company and also (unfortunately) his best friend (who never acts like he is) always notices everything about Lu Han. How he seems to be so smittenly in love with the guy on his walls and would always laugh at him for staying up late waiting for releases of music videos.
Yixing looks at him with a shit-eating grin as he sits on the sofa across the desk in Lu Han’s home office. The meeting had just ended a few minutes ago and Yixing decided to stay for a little (most likely to poke fun at Lu Han’s obsession).
“So, where’re the posters? Did it take you three hours to take them off?” Yixing asks, feet on Lu Han’s desk as he leans back on the sofa and Lu Han rolls his eyes.
“Excuse me, I only took two!” He retorts, which doesn’t make him win at all because Yixing still laughs at him while he tries to swat off Yixing’s feet.
Yixing finally takes his feet off the table and throws his head back laughing at his best friend. “You’re really pathetic.”
Lu Han frowns at him as the canister under his desk rolls to his feet. “Get the fuck off my sofa and the get the fuck out of my house.”
Yixing doesn’t get out and only eats the remaining cup of instant noodles in Lu Han’s cupboard before plopping down the couch to watch his apparently favourite team on the basketball finals.
And Lu Han doesn’t notice the way how Yixing reacts when a certain number 1 shoots a three pointer and how mad Yixing gets when the referee announces a foul made by number 1.
That is Lu Han’s problem. He never notices. He never knows.
***
When does he ever know, really?
He doesn’t even know about Minseok-Xiumin’s fansigning with his group near his apartment. He doesn’t even know that he’s free that day until another fanboy in the internet tells him this. His name is Sehun, a senior in high school and a certified Minseok stan (though he has undeniable feelings for the group’s Chinese maknae, Huang Zitao). They talk over twitter and met over twitter.
@idontlikezitao
hyung!!!!!! are u going to night’s fansign???!!?!!!! @baozism26
@baozism26
@idontlikezitao what fansign
@idontlikezitao
@baozism26 hyung u’re rly dumb wtf i’m gonna kkt u abt it
And Sehun does Kakaotalks him about it.
The moment Lu Han finishes screaming at Sehun through the capslock and at the same time thanks him for the details, he almost literally runs off to buy albums for the fansign.
This is rare opportunity because even though he has bought hundreds of Kim Minseok merchandise sold by their company to make more money, he hasn’t exactly seen Minseok in real life. Sure, it’s really just an arm’s reach away to see his favourite person of all time in real life because he’s breathing the same air as he does but it just doesn’t work out. Either the fansign venue is too far and inconvenient for him, or that he has work.
It’s been always like that for the past year and a half of stanning a pain in the ass in the name of Kim Minseok.
Lu Han doesn’t really know when he got too into Minseok to ever come back out, all he knows is that he likes it and he isn’t letting go of this happiness soon.
***
Lu Han, despite not seeing Minseok in real life before, he buys everything Minseok has. Of course, only those he can afford because hey-even though he’s already the boss in the company, he still has to save up!
He buys the same tank tops Minseok has, he buys the same sweaters Minseok has, the same shoes Minseok wore once, the same beanies which he notices that Minseok has a huge fondness for, the same bracelets, piercings, socks, pants and even cufflinks that Minseok wears when NIGHT goes to award shows.
In his closet, he has a special drawer for all the clothes Minseok has and he doesn’t know what to wear for that special day even though he still isn’t contacted if he can really get to the actual signing and not just viewing.
For the rest of the day, Lu Han buries his head in his pillow and screams at the thoughts of finally meeting Minseok face to face in his mind. Until Sehun Kakaotalks him again. So he rolls off the bed, climbs back up on top of it to reach for his phone on the nightstand (with almost clumsily knocking off the lamp).
“Hyung, one thing, why is it baozi? What the hell is a baozi? I need to know before we meet.” Is what the younger’s message says.
He smiles dumbly to himself and almost drops the phone on his face before he replies. “It’s his face. You don’t need to know. See you tomorrow? I’ll be wearing that um, that sweater Minseok wore once. It’s the blue and white striped sweater, also, I’ll be wearing his pink beanie! Not really his but still the same.” Is his reply.
Sehun replies a few seconds later with ‘ㅇㅋ’.
Lu Han doesn’t even bother to reply to ask about what the younger will be wearing because dammit-he is too submerged in his own thoughts about that cute squishy fluffy face and meeting it in person. Because even though Minseok has definitely lost a lot of weight, Lu Han still really loves his face and he needs to fight the biggest urge to kiss his face-if… if ever.
It’s the thing that attracted him to Minseok a year and a half ago. But now, it’s everything about Minseok that captivates him, it’s his seemingly calming smile, the soft timbre of Minseok’s voice that lulls him to sleep, how Minseok doesn’t always shine but shines as the brightest star when he does his thing. God, it’s everything about Minseok that captivates him to bits.
And he almost literally jumps off the window when a text is sent to him that-oh my fucking god-he’s going for the actual signing.
Lu Han is manly enough not to cry.
At least for now.
***
He’s almost pissing himself due to the excitement and nervousness running through his veins.
Not because he is in a sea of fangirls and he stands out because Sehun hasn’t arrived and literally, he seems to be the only one of the male population in this fansign. NIGHT’s fans are surprisingly still calm and Lu Han is hugging a copy of his dear album near his chest. He almost looks like a sixteen year old with his wide searching eyes and hands tucked neatly in.
The fangirls don’t notice him-which is a good thing. He doesn’t even want to think of how when he steps up that stage, the fangirls will notice him and they’ll take thousands and thousands of photo of him with the love of his life-Xiumin and it makes him want to puke a little. Just a little.
A brunet comes up to him, a large cup of chocolate bubble tea in his hands and grins at him like a little child. “Lu Han hyung!”
That is when he realizes that it’s his supposed to be companion, Sehun who came 45 minutes late with bubble tea in his hands and dresses like-Huang Zitao. “Totally, you do not like Zitao.” Are his first words towards the younger in real life and Sehun punches him in the arm for it.
“I’m a Xiumin fan.”
“Let’s see?”
“Hyung, I really am. Why don’t you believe me?!”
***
He can’t believe it.
He really can’t.
Number 1, he is a few people away from meeting the love of his life and the person who helps him get through the day. Number 2, he is wearing the same beanie as Minseok and even though it doesn’t match Minseok’s dark outfit, Minseok still wears the baby pink beanie and manages to look good in it. Number 3, Sehun had professed his love for Zitao as they get nearer the stage and Lu Han smiles a little because yes-more for him.
Sehun is hitting his back as they get closer and nearer the stage and he’s the first one to step up on the platform. His heart almost gives out when Baekhyun smiles at him, bows his head a little and his hands shake as he opens the album to Baekhyun’s page. He tells him in a quiet voice to sign it to Lu Han because there is no way of backing out now. Baekhyun looks up at him, eyesmiles at him and hands him his album back. “Lu Han-ssi, thank you for supporting!”
The next person is Chanyeol, who smiles brightly at him, definitely amused at his presence. He bows his head at Chanyeol before handing his album, already opened to his page. “What’s your name? Hyung? Or are you my dongsaeng?”
Lu Han gulps. “Hyung, I’m everyone’s hyung except Xiumin-ssi. Lu Han.” Chanyeol looks up at him, puckers his lips a little and nods before signing his album.
He glances back at Sehun who is slightly hyperventilating at the sight of Byun Baekhyun in front of him and he tries hard not to laugh because he is sure he looks really ridiculous right now. The sound of the flashing of the cameras scare him a little but he steadies himself as Chanyeol gives him his album back with another flash of his teeth.
Next person in the table is D.O., Do Kyungsoo. He smiles at Kyungsoo who is known to have a lot of fanboys but today, he didn’t come for Kyungsoo. “Hello.” Kyungsoo greets him with that cute heart shaped smile of his and now he knows why boys are very attracted to the boy in front of him.
By now, he’s sort of calming down a little as long he doesn’t accidentally glance at Minseok on the end of the table. “Please sign it to Lu Han!” He says, with much confidence now as his knees get steadier. Kyungsoo signs it quickly, draws a small heart and hands it back. Kyungsoo says his thanks and then he is walking towards Kai.
Three more members and he gets to finally meet Minseok.
He tells Kai the same things, smiles and thanks him for being a fan. They said Kai would be all sexy and charismatic in real life but for Lu Han, he’s just cute. And then it’s Zitao.
Zitao is the only Chinese member of the group and somehow, he feels closer to Zitao so he greets him in Mandarin and the light in the boy’s face cannot be unseen. Zitao almost squeals and Lu Han can swear this on Sehun’s sweaty palms.
As much as he wants to talk to Zitao in Mandarin, he doesn’t because Sehun is almost pissing himself and he can tell it by the way how Sehun’s breathing is shallow and fast.
As he walks to Chen, he sees him lean in to Minseok and whisper to him before jerking his head towards him. Lu Han’s heart jumps out of his ribcage when he meets eyes with Minseok and the most beautiful person in the world smiles at him.
He’s almost crying.
But he hands Chen his album, tells him his name and glances at Minseok all the while the signing is happening. “Lu Han hyung, thank you for being a fan and supporting us! You even have a matching beanie with Xiumin hyung!” He giggles and nudges Minseok side who pushes him away.
“Okay, I won’t keep you anymore.” Jongdae winks at him.
The shutters of the camera seem to be blocked by the loud beating of his heart, his feet inside his shoes are cold and his hands are cold. He feels as if he can faint at this exact moment as everything around him turns into slow motion as he walks towards Minseok. The most beautiful person in the world smiles at him.
“Hello! Hello!” Lu Han chokes out and it sounds like a sob but Minseok just smiles widely at him, takes his album from his hands and brings it close to his chest. Minseok looks up, grinning at Lu Han and if Lu Han isn’t too into his thoughts about puking, he can see the amusement in Minseok’s countenance.
“We have the same beanie!” Minseok says as he opens the album himself, flipping through the pages carefully and Lu Han has to grip on the edge of the table to not collapse on his butt like a pathetic fuck.
“So hm, Lu Han?” The sound of his name on Minseok’s tongue is the greatest thing he’s ever heard. He can feel the tears dwelling in his eyes and that is totally unmanly but it’s Minseok! “Are you my fan?” Minseok asks with that stupid asymmetric smile.
“Yeah, I really like you. You’re my baozi.” Lu Han sputters out dumbly and only realizes what he said when Minseok blinks at him, asking what a baozi is and Lu Han chuckles nervously before puffing up his cheeks and squishing them.
“Oooh.” Minseok says, finishes signing Lu Han’s album and Lu Han is suddenly sad. “Can I have a handshake? You’re my first fanboy, or at least, the first fanboy that I met.”
Lu Han almost barfs but he wipes his hands on his jeans before he reaches out and then-Minseok takes his hands in his small hands and there is this weird electricity running through Lu Han. More than the happiness and the explosion of his feelings because oh my god he is touching the man in his posters-it’s the feeling of knowing that Minseok is real. “Thank you for being my fan.” The handshake ends too soon and Lu Han is soon helped downstage. “You’re so cute.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
That is Lu Han’s cue to choke on his words because the most beautiful being he’s ever laid his eyes upon called him cute. “I… I… y-you’re really beautiful Minseok… please don’t stop doing your thing.” He doesn’t know why he said it but he’s suddenly ushered down the stage and he glances back at Minseok whose eyes are still on him, happy and smiling.
The shutters of the cameras are suddenly scary again and he can’t wait to get home until the fansite noonas and jiejies upload all the photos of him and Minseok. It scares him a little but it excites him even though he’s going to be blurred in the high quality photos of Minseok’s perfection, thinking about how thousands of fans got to take a remembrance of the moment makes him both happy and sad at the same time.
A few minutes later, Sehun comes to him, hitting his arm and screaming at him how Zitao smiled and giggled and chuckled and he touched his finger!
He’s inexplicably happy right now and feels so motivated to work harder.
***
“We should meet again soon.” Lu Han says once he walks Sehun to the bus stop.
“Only if there is Zitao.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
Pairing: XiuHan, TaoHun, ninja!fanxing, brotp!hunhan
Genre: idol!au, crack (?)
Length: 2.8k+ | One-shot
Rating: PG-13
Summary: That is Lu Han’s cue to choke on his words because the most beautiful being he’s ever laid his eyes upon called him cute.
A/N: This is very bad. Unbeta'd. Bad english. This is a shot at my own prompt at exopromptmeme over here. Wow that's really lame but I wanted to give it a try so this happened. Really. Badly. Sorry.
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The sound of rolling of posters can be heard inside Lu Han’s home office, the beads of sweat are stinging as they get to his eyes but he needs to properly roll the posters and put them in a canister to keep them safe. He sacrifices eye sight just to finish properly rolling the posters before wiping the perspiration on his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt.
It’s not like he’s not hiding anything at all.
It’s just that a meeting will be held in this very office and he can’t let his workers see the huge as fuck posters of a certain idol on his office wall for inspiration. His walls, a good two hours ago were plastered with posters of Kim Minseok, or commonly known as Xiumin, more informally, Umin by the general Korean public. And now, after much effort and thinking it out, his walls are back to how they looked like a year and a half ago.
Painted with grey and striped with black, his monochromatic office had the right taste of professionalism and the posters that used to hang on the walls totally threw it off.
And Lu Han gives thanks to himself for using blu-tack instead of tape or pins to keep the posters up because-well, it really would ruin the posters. He can always put them back up.
He doesn’t mind the effort as long as he gets to see Kim Minseok, Xiumin-Umin’s face on his walls as his work stresses him out.
For now, he hides the canister under his desk and prays to God for his workers to not notice.
***
Yixing always notices. He always knows.
And that is his problem exactly.
The marketing head of his company and also (unfortunately) his best friend (who never acts like he is) always notices everything about Lu Han. How he seems to be so smittenly in love with the guy on his walls and would always laugh at him for staying up late waiting for releases of music videos.
Yixing looks at him with a shit-eating grin as he sits on the sofa across the desk in Lu Han’s home office. The meeting had just ended a few minutes ago and Yixing decided to stay for a little (most likely to poke fun at Lu Han’s obsession).
“So, where’re the posters? Did it take you three hours to take them off?” Yixing asks, feet on Lu Han’s desk as he leans back on the sofa and Lu Han rolls his eyes.
“Excuse me, I only took two!” He retorts, which doesn’t make him win at all because Yixing still laughs at him while he tries to swat off Yixing’s feet.
Yixing finally takes his feet off the table and throws his head back laughing at his best friend. “You’re really pathetic.”
Lu Han frowns at him as the canister under his desk rolls to his feet. “Get the fuck off my sofa and the get the fuck out of my house.”
Yixing doesn’t get out and only eats the remaining cup of instant noodles in Lu Han’s cupboard before plopping down the couch to watch his apparently favourite team on the basketball finals.
And Lu Han doesn’t notice the way how Yixing reacts when a certain number 1 shoots a three pointer and how mad Yixing gets when the referee announces a foul made by number 1.
That is Lu Han’s problem. He never notices. He never knows.
***
When does he ever know, really?
He doesn’t even know about Minseok-Xiumin’s fansigning with his group near his apartment. He doesn’t even know that he’s free that day until another fanboy in the internet tells him this. His name is Sehun, a senior in high school and a certified Minseok stan (though he has undeniable feelings for the group’s Chinese maknae, Huang Zitao). They talk over twitter and met over twitter.
@idontlikezitao
hyung!!!!!! are u going to night’s fansign???!!?!!!! @baozism26
@baozism26
@idontlikezitao what fansign
@idontlikezitao
@baozism26 hyung u’re rly dumb wtf i’m gonna kkt u abt it
And Sehun does Kakaotalks him about it.
The moment Lu Han finishes screaming at Sehun through the capslock and at the same time thanks him for the details, he almost literally runs off to buy albums for the fansign.
This is rare opportunity because even though he has bought hundreds of Kim Minseok merchandise sold by their company to make more money, he hasn’t exactly seen Minseok in real life. Sure, it’s really just an arm’s reach away to see his favourite person of all time in real life because he’s breathing the same air as he does but it just doesn’t work out. Either the fansign venue is too far and inconvenient for him, or that he has work.
It’s been always like that for the past year and a half of stanning a pain in the ass in the name of Kim Minseok.
Lu Han doesn’t really know when he got too into Minseok to ever come back out, all he knows is that he likes it and he isn’t letting go of this happiness soon.
***
Lu Han, despite not seeing Minseok in real life before, he buys everything Minseok has. Of course, only those he can afford because hey-even though he’s already the boss in the company, he still has to save up!
He buys the same tank tops Minseok has, he buys the same sweaters Minseok has, the same shoes Minseok wore once, the same beanies which he notices that Minseok has a huge fondness for, the same bracelets, piercings, socks, pants and even cufflinks that Minseok wears when NIGHT goes to award shows.
In his closet, he has a special drawer for all the clothes Minseok has and he doesn’t know what to wear for that special day even though he still isn’t contacted if he can really get to the actual signing and not just viewing.
For the rest of the day, Lu Han buries his head in his pillow and screams at the thoughts of finally meeting Minseok face to face in his mind. Until Sehun Kakaotalks him again. So he rolls off the bed, climbs back up on top of it to reach for his phone on the nightstand (with almost clumsily knocking off the lamp).
“Hyung, one thing, why is it baozi? What the hell is a baozi? I need to know before we meet.” Is what the younger’s message says.
He smiles dumbly to himself and almost drops the phone on his face before he replies. “It’s his face. You don’t need to know. See you tomorrow? I’ll be wearing that um, that sweater Minseok wore once. It’s the blue and white striped sweater, also, I’ll be wearing his pink beanie! Not really his but still the same.” Is his reply.
Sehun replies a few seconds later with ‘ㅇㅋ’.
Lu Han doesn’t even bother to reply to ask about what the younger will be wearing because dammit-he is too submerged in his own thoughts about that cute squishy fluffy face and meeting it in person. Because even though Minseok has definitely lost a lot of weight, Lu Han still really loves his face and he needs to fight the biggest urge to kiss his face-if… if ever.
It’s the thing that attracted him to Minseok a year and a half ago. But now, it’s everything about Minseok that captivates him, it’s his seemingly calming smile, the soft timbre of Minseok’s voice that lulls him to sleep, how Minseok doesn’t always shine but shines as the brightest star when he does his thing. God, it’s everything about Minseok that captivates him to bits.
And he almost literally jumps off the window when a text is sent to him that-oh my fucking god-he’s going for the actual signing.
Lu Han is manly enough not to cry.
At least for now.
***
He’s almost pissing himself due to the excitement and nervousness running through his veins.
Not because he is in a sea of fangirls and he stands out because Sehun hasn’t arrived and literally, he seems to be the only one of the male population in this fansign. NIGHT’s fans are surprisingly still calm and Lu Han is hugging a copy of his dear album near his chest. He almost looks like a sixteen year old with his wide searching eyes and hands tucked neatly in.
The fangirls don’t notice him-which is a good thing. He doesn’t even want to think of how when he steps up that stage, the fangirls will notice him and they’ll take thousands and thousands of photo of him with the love of his life-Xiumin and it makes him want to puke a little. Just a little.
A brunet comes up to him, a large cup of chocolate bubble tea in his hands and grins at him like a little child. “Lu Han hyung!”
That is when he realizes that it’s his supposed to be companion, Sehun who came 45 minutes late with bubble tea in his hands and dresses like-Huang Zitao. “Totally, you do not like Zitao.” Are his first words towards the younger in real life and Sehun punches him in the arm for it.
“I’m a Xiumin fan.”
“Let’s see?”
“Hyung, I really am. Why don’t you believe me?!”
***
He can’t believe it.
He really can’t.
Number 1, he is a few people away from meeting the love of his life and the person who helps him get through the day. Number 2, he is wearing the same beanie as Minseok and even though it doesn’t match Minseok’s dark outfit, Minseok still wears the baby pink beanie and manages to look good in it. Number 3, Sehun had professed his love for Zitao as they get nearer the stage and Lu Han smiles a little because yes-more for him.
Sehun is hitting his back as they get closer and nearer the stage and he’s the first one to step up on the platform. His heart almost gives out when Baekhyun smiles at him, bows his head a little and his hands shake as he opens the album to Baekhyun’s page. He tells him in a quiet voice to sign it to Lu Han because there is no way of backing out now. Baekhyun looks up at him, eyesmiles at him and hands him his album back. “Lu Han-ssi, thank you for supporting!”
The next person is Chanyeol, who smiles brightly at him, definitely amused at his presence. He bows his head at Chanyeol before handing his album, already opened to his page. “What’s your name? Hyung? Or are you my dongsaeng?”
Lu Han gulps. “Hyung, I’m everyone’s hyung except Xiumin-ssi. Lu Han.” Chanyeol looks up at him, puckers his lips a little and nods before signing his album.
He glances back at Sehun who is slightly hyperventilating at the sight of Byun Baekhyun in front of him and he tries hard not to laugh because he is sure he looks really ridiculous right now. The sound of the flashing of the cameras scare him a little but he steadies himself as Chanyeol gives him his album back with another flash of his teeth.
Next person in the table is D.O., Do Kyungsoo. He smiles at Kyungsoo who is known to have a lot of fanboys but today, he didn’t come for Kyungsoo. “Hello.” Kyungsoo greets him with that cute heart shaped smile of his and now he knows why boys are very attracted to the boy in front of him.
By now, he’s sort of calming down a little as long he doesn’t accidentally glance at Minseok on the end of the table. “Please sign it to Lu Han!” He says, with much confidence now as his knees get steadier. Kyungsoo signs it quickly, draws a small heart and hands it back. Kyungsoo says his thanks and then he is walking towards Kai.
Three more members and he gets to finally meet Minseok.
He tells Kai the same things, smiles and thanks him for being a fan. They said Kai would be all sexy and charismatic in real life but for Lu Han, he’s just cute. And then it’s Zitao.
Zitao is the only Chinese member of the group and somehow, he feels closer to Zitao so he greets him in Mandarin and the light in the boy’s face cannot be unseen. Zitao almost squeals and Lu Han can swear this on Sehun’s sweaty palms.
As much as he wants to talk to Zitao in Mandarin, he doesn’t because Sehun is almost pissing himself and he can tell it by the way how Sehun’s breathing is shallow and fast.
As he walks to Chen, he sees him lean in to Minseok and whisper to him before jerking his head towards him. Lu Han’s heart jumps out of his ribcage when he meets eyes with Minseok and the most beautiful person in the world smiles at him.
He’s almost crying.
But he hands Chen his album, tells him his name and glances at Minseok all the while the signing is happening. “Lu Han hyung, thank you for being a fan and supporting us! You even have a matching beanie with Xiumin hyung!” He giggles and nudges Minseok side who pushes him away.
“Okay, I won’t keep you anymore.” Jongdae winks at him.
The shutters of the camera seem to be blocked by the loud beating of his heart, his feet inside his shoes are cold and his hands are cold. He feels as if he can faint at this exact moment as everything around him turns into slow motion as he walks towards Minseok. The most beautiful person in the world smiles at him.
“Hello! Hello!” Lu Han chokes out and it sounds like a sob but Minseok just smiles widely at him, takes his album from his hands and brings it close to his chest. Minseok looks up, grinning at Lu Han and if Lu Han isn’t too into his thoughts about puking, he can see the amusement in Minseok’s countenance.
“We have the same beanie!” Minseok says as he opens the album himself, flipping through the pages carefully and Lu Han has to grip on the edge of the table to not collapse on his butt like a pathetic fuck.
“So hm, Lu Han?” The sound of his name on Minseok’s tongue is the greatest thing he’s ever heard. He can feel the tears dwelling in his eyes and that is totally unmanly but it’s Minseok! “Are you my fan?” Minseok asks with that stupid asymmetric smile.
“Yeah, I really like you. You’re my baozi.” Lu Han sputters out dumbly and only realizes what he said when Minseok blinks at him, asking what a baozi is and Lu Han chuckles nervously before puffing up his cheeks and squishing them.
“Oooh.” Minseok says, finishes signing Lu Han’s album and Lu Han is suddenly sad. “Can I have a handshake? You’re my first fanboy, or at least, the first fanboy that I met.”
Lu Han almost barfs but he wipes his hands on his jeans before he reaches out and then-Minseok takes his hands in his small hands and there is this weird electricity running through Lu Han. More than the happiness and the explosion of his feelings because oh my god he is touching the man in his posters-it’s the feeling of knowing that Minseok is real. “Thank you for being my fan.” The handshake ends too soon and Lu Han is soon helped downstage. “You’re so cute.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
That is Lu Han’s cue to choke on his words because the most beautiful being he’s ever laid his eyes upon called him cute. “I… I… y-you’re really beautiful Minseok… please don’t stop doing your thing.” He doesn’t know why he said it but he’s suddenly ushered down the stage and he glances back at Minseok whose eyes are still on him, happy and smiling.
The shutters of the cameras are suddenly scary again and he can’t wait to get home until the fansite noonas and jiejies upload all the photos of him and Minseok. It scares him a little but it excites him even though he’s going to be blurred in the high quality photos of Minseok’s perfection, thinking about how thousands of fans got to take a remembrance of the moment makes him both happy and sad at the same time.
A few minutes later, Sehun comes to him, hitting his arm and screaming at him how Zitao smiled and giggled and chuckled and he touched his finger!
He’s inexplicably happy right now and feels so motivated to work harder.
***
“We should meet again soon.” Lu Han says once he walks Sehun to the bus stop.
“Only if there is Zitao.”
“Yeah, whatever.”