Budding Friendship (1/1)

The next morning, Karam found Minho in the living room. "Hey, would you like to help me with the stalls? I know it isn't a very clean job, but someone needs to do, right?" He smiled at the other man. Minho grinned back. Karam had just brightened his mood. "Sure. I have never done that before, but it is something to learn, huh?" "Yeah...if you decide to stay, there will be a lot of mucking,"Karam frowned. "Sorry." He put a baseball cap on. "Shall we?" Minho laughed. "Sure." They walked out to the barn and Karam showed him where to find the muck rakes and cart. "Here, let's start with this one. It's the worst one." He walked into the sloppy stall, carrying on of the muck rakes.  It did not take long for Minho to get the idea, and they moved from one stall to the next. When they were about halfway through the barn, Karam smiled at him.” So, are you about ready for a break?" He pulled out a bag, unzipping it. Minho thought it was strange to be eating something after cleaning a horse stall, but he was hungry. He grinned and accepted the granola bar Karam handed him.  He studied the other man while Karam was looking for a drink in the bag. He was beautiful. "What do you like to do?" Minho decided to start a conversation with him.  Karam seemed to be immersed in his food, but smiled at Minho again. "I love soccer...Playing or watching. I like to run, sleep, sing, cook..." He thought about it for a moment, then smiled again. "And dance. I love to dance. You?" Minho laughed. He was cute, like an overgrown puppy, but certainly not a bitch. "I happen to like soccer, too. It's fun..." He lost his train of thought, looking at Karam. "It's fun." He wanted to slap himself, realizing he had just said that. He shook his head. "Cats. I am a huge fan of cats. I also like to run, swim...you would probably pay me NOT to sing, though." He grinned, and Karam laughed. He had a beautiful laugh, too. "These granola bars are pretty good." He changed the subject, so he wouldn't sound like a total loser.  Karam grinned. "Cool. It sounds like we will get along." He glanced at the granola bar in his hand. It was his second one. "Yeah. These are good granola bars, huh?" He finished it, and set his drink on the edge of the stall. "Are you ready to tackle the rest of these?" "Sure," Minho smiled, now not feeling like such an idiot. "Let's get back to work." They continued mucking and finished the stalls. Minho decided that he liked being around Karam, as long as he could have a conversation with him without sounding like an idiot. He could like the other man.   When they got back to the compound, Taehee smiled at them. It bothered Karam that the older man did not act as if he had just buried his father. He was hiding his feelings, instead of letting the pain out. Karam shook his head. "Hey, Taehee. What's up? I'm goin