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Gyuhao~Part-4

Main Lead-Kim Mingyu and Xu Minghao

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mingyu stops before he bent down to take a taste of the kimchi, turning to look at the other. "obvious?"

"you heard me and jun talk the other day, right?" minghao asks, walking past him to pick up a piece of kimchi and ate it. "it tastes good, by the way."

"ah, really?" mingyu scratches his nape awkwardly.

"i did. though there wasn't much to hear other than my name and girlfriend." he pauses, eyeing minghao carefully.

"you don't really think she's my girlfriend, did you? we're not even allowed to--"

minghao pushes mingyu against the wall beside the door. this wouldn't have worked had mingyu been prepared, knowing full well he is stronger than minghao.

but he is stunned, minghao's hand is placed on either side of his head and he is very much aware of their bodies almost pressed closely together.

xu minghao just kabedon'ed him.

"W-what are you doing?" mingyu asks, uncharacteristically stuttering.

"asserting my dominance. and my feelings," minghao replies. and before mingyu has let another nervous ramble spill from his lips, he feels something soft, plump and full against them.

there is nothing but white and he feels a tingly feeling spread from his lips to the tips of his fingers. a gasp is muffled against the pair of lips that tasted like an odd mix of peppermint gum and kimchi.

it would have been disgusting, but somehow, he doesn't pull away. how could he when he has lost all capability to think much less speak. he doesn't even register that minghao has pulled away, cheeks stained a flattering rose color. it also takes him a few minutes to regain his bearings and enough to hear the faint, "i like you." coming from the chinese member.

those words make the flush on mingyu's cheeks spread to the tips of his ears. he hides them with the back of his palm and his eyes widen at the confession.

" I said i like you, dumbass. don't look that disgusted," minghao says, looking down at his feet.

mingyu studies him, buying himself some time, he sees the tight set of his jaw and his hands clenched into fists so tightly that they turn white.

"I--"

"you don't need to say it back if you don't feel the same."

"minghao, you know-"

" I KNOW YOU AREN'T-"

"STOP TALKING WHEN I'M TALKING"

minghao, for the first time in a while, is taken aback. This makes mingyu feel more confident in what he is about to say or do. even if he has no idea what. which knocks his confidence down a notch.

all he knows is that everyone will come rushing in soon after hearing their shouts and he has to wrap this up nicely. and he knows that he feels frightened, for one, because he doesn't know how to handle these unfamiliar feelings and the change it might bring to their friendship.

he feels...elated, secondly, seeing as minghao isn't mad at him anymore and that's all he initially had asked for. thirdly, his lips are still tingly from the kiss and he couldn't stop staring at minghao's lips.

everything is fine, mingyu decides, but also not.

there is a shift and he isn't sure how they will manage after today.

"i...i don't know what to feel about this. and no, i'm not rejecting you by saying this. i just need to wrap my head around everything." mingyu dares to walk closer to minghao who looks as frightened as he is when he lifts his head to look at him.

he hugs the slighter male. "i'll definitely give you an answer, okay?"

"okay," minghao answers, voice muffled against mingyu's sweatshirt.

It's seungcheol's voice that breaks them apart and they both smile at each other. it is forced, mingyu knows, but it is a start. they carry the plastic container filled with kimchi inside and let the task of cooking occupy their thoughts.

If the other members noticed or heard them earlier, they didn't comment. dinner is lively with banter and laughter. mingyu glances at minghao whenever he can to check if he is okay. but mostly, he looks at him because from that moment in the balcony, he swears he feels very aware of his presence. of course, he looks away when minghao notices. which is 99% of the time.

washing the dishes is left to the hyungs this time while the dongsaengs wash up and get ready for bed. some of the members have their eyes on the tv already

"mingyu hyung! hurry up! we're appearing soon!" seungkwan shouts from the living room excitedly.

"yes! i'll be out in a bit."

slipping on a shirt, he walks towards the living room. all the members gather around the tv, some seated on the couch and most on the floor. the only space left is in between minghao and wonwoo. he sits in the middle of them, ignoring how his knee brushes against minghao's thigh and the same tingly feeling he had experienced earlier resurfacing.

he brushes it off as his mind playing tricks on him.

unfortunately, that night, sleep doesn't visit him either. while his body feels heavy from exhaustion, his mind is awake. once again, the ceiling becomes his topic of interest. and his thoughts, once again, are filled with minghao though they are different kinds of thoughts now.

memories of their time as trainees flood in his mind. the late night snacking in the practice room, the tears caused by frustration from failure and also success and their recent concerts. beyond that, the time they spend together just the two of them. minghao is always a constant shoulder to lean on and a presence that comforts him.

Is this what liking someone feels like?

mingyu doesn't know. he feels as if the answer lies somewhere within. but no matter how hard he searches for signs, only the kiss makes his heart thrum in his chest.

mingyu is certain that this is the closest romantic feeling he has ever felt when it comes to minghao. he turns to his side once again and buries himself under his blanket, cheeks hot and flushed.

sleep comes, eventually. but minghao lingers in his dreams as well.

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