Crepuscular Clocksmith

23. Miscellaneous

"This is the last one," Wooyoung announced with a big smile as he stepped inside. Yunho held the door for him and Wooyoung ducked under his arm to shuffle past. Huffing, he placed the box with the others and stepped back to marvel at their work.

San unpacked the food delivery that had just arrived, and Mingi offered drinks to Wooyoung and Yunho for their hard work.

Jongho locked his car and came in behind Yeosang, who beamed with just as much joy.

Sundries and Treasures had officially moved to a different building. This one wasn't owned by Jongho's grandpa, but by a kind old lady who was most fascinated with the odd new tenants in the lower story. All the peculiar items had been packed into boxes, and they had moved them over with combined strength. Now it was time to unpack and the business could start again.

"Faster than I thought. Let's have lunch before we get to sorting," Mingi snickered. The way from Yunho's flat here wasn't too far, closer even than the prior location of the shop. Mingi would have a calm time commuting and though it wasn't on Yunho's way to work anymore, he would gladly drop by as often as he could.

"When are your friends here?" San asked as he distributed the food and chopsticks among them. Everyone piled wherever space was left between the mountains of cartons. Mingi wore Yunho's watch on his wrist and nursed his plants that had got shaken up by the ride in the cramped car.

Mouth stuffed with food, Yunho checked his phone. Hongjoong had texted.

"They are on their way," he relayed, not surprised that only one of them had to inform him. Ever since their spy mission, those two had been attached by the hip and Seonghwa now had a picture of them two together in his phone background.

It was safe to say Seonghwa waited to be proposed to any day from now.

Yunho dug into his food. He had a bet with San going that either the two would arrive all lovey-dovey and be utterly useless around the shop, or they would pretend so hard not to be an item that it would get ridiculous. Yunho bet on the denial.

Yeosang fed Jongho as the man was distracted by some relevant documents on his phone. The fleeting smiles on his round face when he accepted the bites offered to him made Yunho coo.

They were halfway through their meal when Hongjoong and Seonghwa arrived. Just for fun, San had put up the bell as the first thing in the entire store, and it jingled its familiar tune when the two came in. Seonghwa's soft look was as nerdy outside the office as while there.

"Hello, everyone," Hongjoong grinned as he strutted his way inside with that typical flamboyant air of his. He wore asymmetrical white and black matching sports gear and more piercings in his ears than Yunho could count.

Choruses of 'hi's and 'hello's floated around the room. Yunho patted the floor by his side.

"Eat with us. We ordered enough sushi to feed an entire town."

"Or Mingi," San snickered. Yunho pointed his chopsticks at him. "Or Mingi."

Hongjoong and Seonghwa sat by his side and got their own servings. The latter looked around in marvel at the brightness of the new shop.

"Will you keep it open like this? I like it," he said, ever so polite in his small talk. Seated between his plants, Mingi shook his head.

"I prefer twilight and the shop will still only be visible in the rain and to those who know how to search for it. We will leave enough sun for San to loll in, however."

San purred, and Wooyoung tickled his throat with an endeared smile.

"Makes sense," Hongjoong agreed. He didn't glance Seonghwa's way, as if smug to be part of the right answer. When Yunho caught San's gaze, his smirk was triumphant.