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Chan and Minho had been best friends since they met on Chan’s 5th birthday. Each of them had watched the other go through their own ceremony. Minho watching Chan suddenly being engulfed by flames and electricity was terrifying at such a young age, scared for his own ceremony but hearing his hyung giggle as the electric currents tickled his hands made him relax.
He expected the gasps and the bright flames on his own birthday but instead, he was met with the soft colours of petals and his arms being wrapped with vines. Minho couldn’t help but pout a little, underwhelmed by his own magic. Yet seeing the look of awe and adoration from Chan who came over, slipping a daisy in his hair as well as Minho’s made him smile brightly, suddenly very fond of his power.
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It had been years since their 5th birthdays, and both of them were now adults, their friendship only growing stronger. The pair had gone through primary, secondary, and even university together. They were inseparable. Their friendship was perfect. But with such a close friendship it wasn’t surprising that those platonic feelings had merged into a more romantic one.
The day Minho realized he has fallen in love with his best friend was the first day he couldn’t control his gift, flowers blooming into existence without it even being the correct season. Cherry blossoms blooming despite the winter chill in the air.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Jisung’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, his eyes widening as he looked up from his phone and started looking around seeing the cherry bloom trees suddenly full of life despite the branches having been bare apart from the small blanket of snow on them.
“I…I uh dunno how I did that. Well I mean I know how but I didn’t even realize I did it”
Jisung raised his brows as he grinned “You were thinking of Chan just now! That’s it”
“Okay firstly I told you not to read my mind you little creep!”
“Call me all the names you want but you’re not denying it Minho hyung. You were thinking of Chan and poof the cherry blossoms appeared. We all know our magic is essentially linked to our feelings and emotions. Like how Changbin hyung shapeshifts into a bear accidentally when he’s angry” Jisung smirked at the older
“This is different. I and Chan were just texting that's why I was thinking about him….no other reason” he rolled his eyes yet suddenly more trees started to bloom “.... I didn’t do that on purpose… I can’t control it” he murmured. It was then that he realized that maybe Jisung wasn’t being as dumb as he sounded after all.
It was a month later when Minho finally couldn’t take the trail of flowers constantly following him, the sudden array of plants to grow that were defiantly not in the right season. It was embarrassing how his magic was linked so much to his feelings despite his trying to control it the best he could. The breaking point for Minho was having to cut off face time with the older when his room was suddenly engulfed by roses, tulips, and various other flowers that were considered flowers of love. It took hours to clean up
“Hyung…I need to tell you something….well actually show you something first” Minho’s voice was filled with anxiety. He didn’t know how this was going to go but the sudden appearance of flowers whenever he thought of his best friend couldn’t keep going on. Or at least the reason being a secret couldn't go on.
Chan looked up and raised his brows before nodding “Is everything okay Min, you look terri-”
“Don’t say that it’ll make me more terrified” The younger whined and glared at him a little but there was no real heat behind it. Chan quickly closed his mouth, mimicking zipping his lips shit before he motioned for Minho to continue and show him what he needed to do.
Minho smiled shyly and held Chan’s hand with one of his own, the other gently placing a seed in the older male's hand before his eyes changed colour. The usual blinding white yet if you looked closely you would see the pink and red speckles merging in his eyes. Soon the seed in Chan's hand blossomed into multiple tulips, red petals surrounding them both, vines and stems intertwining between them, the flowers feeding from Minhos emotions.
It was only when the vines tugged them closer together, the younger male's eyes turned back to normal, cheeks flushed "I didn't mean for that to happen" he murmured
Chan stared in awe as he looked around the room "Red tulips…" he said, voice soft and quiet.
"Love confessions….most people think red roses are the flower but it's actually tulips. Red ones. To be more specific” he said as he carefully controlled the vines to unwind and unbind the both of them “You don’t have to feel the same way…it’s just. Well, I haven’t been able to stop flowers from blooming constantly since I realized my feelings. I tried to control it but whenever I spoke to you, texted you, or fuck even thought of you flowers and plants just grew, I even caused that sudden blooming of the cherry blossoms during Christmas. Jisung wouldn’t stop teasing me for we-”
To stop Minho from rambling, Chan leaned forward to connect their lips, his hands finding the other's hips as he pulled him close. The kiss didn’t last long due to Minho pulling back, eyes wide “You just…You just kissed me” he breathed out.
“Yeah…I did “ Chan chuckled softly
“Do it again” Minho whispered
The older of the pair smiled and leaned in again, his hand cupping Minho’s cheek as he pressed their lips together again in a longer and passion-filled kiss. It wasn’t metaphoric when Chan thought he could feel the sparks when they kissed, instead small electrical sparks consumed the two of them, and the older’s entire body tingled as they kissed.
It was perfect.