a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic

all the steps to follow closer pt.2

And even if Mingi was also believing that he should keep his enemies close to him in order to get smarter in this - he did not meant this close. 

Another appointment in one of the offices of the Smileways building and for some reason he already felt something fishy coming up as he had gotten the call earlier. He was still a little tipsy, after the three beer he had been drinking earlier and his friends cursed him for letting them alone after only a few hours of hanging out. What was pissing him off even more was the fact that it was not even his dad’s office anymore but someone else bringing them news in the name of him. Maybe he was too busy to earn all the new trust of his fake ass business partners but Mingi didn’t care really.

He was walking up there, the suit and polished look was long forgotten - the leather jacket he was wearing was hanging down casually on his body, the silver belt resting around his waist matched the necklaces and rings and the black shirt was way too big to really fit him. But Mingi liked oversized and ripped clothes the most, he didn’t have to worry to get paint on it and he could move more freely, not getting annoying by something when he was working.

“You are here”, a sweet, almost unsure voice was letting him know and Mingi was slowly closing the door behind him. A young woman with brown hair and a high ponytail was searching for documents on the table. She was standing up, her hands moving hecticly and Mingi was folding his forehead. His eyes wandered, seeing Yunho already sitting before the desk - having his legs crossed and looking at him over his shoulder as Mingi was entering.

It was fucking 9pm and he was still wearing a suit? Does this guy ever stop being a snob or was that his only personality trait? 

“So my dad sending poor interns now?”, Mingi was whispering to himself but the side eye Yunho was giving him made him realize that he indeed heard him. Mingi just walking up close enough to rest his hands on the backrest of the chair and lining up with Yunho.

“I have something important from Mister Song-”, the girl was saying, she was putting away a strain of her hair out of her face which escaped out of her ponytail, everything she was doing seemed stressed. How old was she? 19 maybe 20? His father was a dumb fucking asshole to send her to bring news to them. Mingi couldn’t even fight against it because he really didn’t want her to suffer under everything these both were going through right now. And she probably didnt fucking know that Yunho and him weren’t really in a relationship.

“So what is it?”, Yunho was saying, his voice rather soft as well as if he was thinking the same as Mingi right now. It was harder than expected to bite down the comments, looking down on him. Sitting there like the king of the whole fucking world.

Wow, you really had your whole tongue in his mouth - he heard Yeosang laughing and Mingi was tearing his gaze away from his lips. Maybe he was more tipsy than he thought. 

“I have good news”, she was smiling out, seeming more relaxed after she put all of her notes together and organizing her stuff on the table. Fixing her dark blue blazer and looking at them now. 

“Good news?”, Mingi wanted to know and she was nodding excited. Grabbing a key from the table and waving it in the air like a innocent little child.

“Your apartment is ready. I talked to Mister Song this morning and he said I can hand over the keys and papers to you. You just need to sign it so I can fix everything”, “Wait, apartment?”, Mingi was barking out, reminding himself of not showing to be angry. Fuck, this was harder than expected. The lady in blue was looking at them surprised. 

“Your apartment, Mister Song. Your father told me that you and your fiance were searching for a matching apartment for a while and the search is over”, she was grinning, making a little innocent jump as she was still waving the key. Now it was Yunho looking at him, both exchange a long and dark look as Mingi was not even able to talk.