Yunho's mother welcomed Mingi in a friendly manner, just like how usually the woman with the surname Kwon welcomed her future son-in-law at her residence.
"Eomoni, Yunho is there, right?"
It was Saturday that Skinner Inc. off on Weekend. Mingi visited Yunho since all of a sudden he worried again after Yunho caught a cold the previous day.
"He is. Go straight to his room."
"Okay then. I'll go to Yunho's room."
"What would you like to drink?"
"No need to bother, eomoni."
"It's okay, just say it."
"Black coffee okay?"
"Anything for you Song Mingi."
"Thank You."
Mingi walked towards Yunho's room after Mrs Kwon left him in the kitchen.
Yunho, who was just lying on his bed, was surprised by Mingi's arrival. He was ashamed to see Mingi in such a weak condition. Why didn't Mingi tell him that he was coming?
"My hunch was right. Your flu is getting worse. Isn't it?" Mingi sat on the edge of the bed and put his big hand on Yunho's forehead, "Gosh, it's so hot like a reheating pot. You have a fever too?" He could see Yunho's red face due to the fever.
"It's fine. It won't take long."
"But that doesn't feel good, does it?"
Mingi tucked himself into Yunho's thick blanket, joining him to lie down on his lover's small bed.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Mingi took Yunho into his warm embrace. "Even though your body temperature is hot, I know you're cold that you pull the blanket up to the border of your neck like this. Are you feeling warmer now?"
"Mingi, you know I'm sick. You can catch it at this rate."
"It's okay if your illness transfers to me. That means you can heal with that right?"
"But if you're sick you can't go to work the day after tomorrow."
"It's better than you suffering."
"Mingi, you'll make me worry if you're the one who gets sick later--"
"Yunho." Mingi interrupted.
Yunho was silent, waiting for Mingi to continue.
"I ask you one more time, are you feeling warmer now?"
Yunho buried his face in Mingi's chest. Mingi could feel Yunho nodding his head weakly.
In the end Yunho couldn't resist Mingi's touch. Mingi hugged Yunho tighter. Then briefly kissed the top of Yunho's head. Rubbing that head. He would do anything to make Yunho feel better. Because he knew how uncomfortable it felt when you had a fever.
There was a knock on the door, Yunho's mother entered the room with a tray containing a large glass of black coffee--because even a small cup wouldn't be enough for Mingi--and a jar of homemade cookies in hand.
"Oops, seems like I intrude you guys," she teased.
Mingi immediately sat up because it would be impolite to make out in front of their parents. Yunho immediately pulled the blanket up to cover his face in embarrassment. His face that was already red from the fever was definitely getting redder.
"Ah, I'm sorry."
"It's okay Mingi. This is for you," the middle-aged woman put her tray on Yunho's table, "Please continue with your activities," and the woman immediately passed behind the door. Truly an understanding mother.
"Yunho, may I eat some cookie first? I can't refuse the tempting and addicting cookies your mother makes."
"Go on. Have them until you're full."
Mingi chuckled and stroked the top of Yunho's head which was sticking out from under the covers, "Don't get cranky like that. When it's done, I'll be your company to sleep again," then got out of bed to grab his food.
Yunho reappeared because his face was covered for too long and he ran out of oxygen.
He watched how Mingi sipped his hot coffee and enjoyed the pastries with gusto. He liked many things Mingi did. Unknowingly that simple thing made him smile.
Comparing his love story to San's, Wooyoung's, and Yeosang's who were not as lucky as him, made him feel so blessed.
I'm so lucky to have Mingi in my life.
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