𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 [jonggi]

ten

December 21st.
More than a month has passed, during which many things have changed my life and that of my roommate. A definite date of the beginning would be my Friday afternoon in the park, when good humor and sunshine were beating down on our soccer game.

After that, we became a group of eight. Everyone gets along with everyone else despite the fact that the ambiguities are quite high depending on the person.

I got very close to Mingi. Three quarters of our lunch breaks are eaten up by our incessant dialogues. Zigzag dialogues as San calls them.

San, wondering if our apartment is not his. Being glued to Wooyoung for eighteen hours a day, I am no longer surprised to see him enter the doorway without knocking.

After their meeting, they became like the five fingers of the hand, inseparable but always bickering for nothing. Jealousy and possessiveness often lend themselves to games. As soon as one is more tactile with another, the other one automatically leaves to do the same, otherwise he comes and crashes in.

As for Seonghwa and Hongjoong, I know vaguely less. Mingi told me about them during our walk in the forest three weeks ago.

While picking mushrooms, he suddenly started to compare Hongjoong's new haircut - which is now blond.

When we came across some mushrooms, he cried out like a lunatic under my concealed laughter "Hongjoongie in sight", "ew no this one is moldy".

I won't even detail the expression that Hongjoong drew when I mentioned this part of our day to him.

- Jongho.

- Hmm?

- The delivery guy just left your package.

I rush to the dining room table where a stamped cardboard box sits on the right end. The black and red initials HCS confirm to me the sender.

- Is this your medicine? asked the blond man.

I nodded before grabbing a pair of scissors.
The blade goes along the straight trajectory of the scotch with brown nuances. The wings of the cardboard unfold when the last millimeter breaks.

Inside, about twenty pill boxes, some of which are sachets to be diluted in water. Wooyoung grimaces while reading the names and components.

- I don't know how you manage to swallow those vile things.

- Habit," I say with a shrug.

- How long will it take you this time?

- The doctor said in the letter that it was for ten weeks, but he always adds an extra box or two just in case.

He sighs sadly as he fidgets with the sleeves of his sweater:

- I hope this will succeed in improving your case...

My hand goes to his blond hair tied in a little bun.

- Don't worry, I'm not going to let myself be defeated, I always resist, I smile.

***

Friday night, the preparations are going on.

In two days it is the Christmas Eve, we all could answer present. Defining us as a family, Seonghwa and Yeosang had the brilliant idea to make the Christmas Eve all together.

This last one will take place in our apartment, everyone will sleep. For lack of not having enough bed, the sofas will be used even if I think that some mattresses will be free during the night...

Wooyoung and San are in charge of buying the decoration with the dishes, Hongjoong is in charge of the musical side, Min' and Yunho of the alcohol and Yeosang and Seonghwa of the pizzas.

I'm in charge of the dessert.

There was a battle the other day about whether I should have a black forest or a strawberry pie.

To be honest I'm more of a strawberry pie person but I know that Wooyoung is not a big fan of red fruits.
All in all I think I'm going to split the difference by buying both, in any case nothing will be lost with us.

Now I have one more or less important element left.

Mingi's gift.

I acquired the others' but not his. To tell the truth it's quite complicated, his brain is passionate about astronomy while his stomach is obsessed by fruits.

The literary is not really his caliber, the scientific we see every day and sartorially speaking no matter what his preferences are. It is very varied.

Then I would like to stand out, to offer something that he can have with him, that is not cluttered and that is soft.

I grabbed my cell phone and frantically brushed the keys before entering the store in front of me.

Woo
I found the plastic glasses and the gift for San.
I go home.

Jongho
Perfect
I'll be back in 30 minutes.