a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic

undo these chains pt.4

And Mingi had no idea how drunk he really was, but he definitely felt it walking over to the next hall and seeing the said photo booth standing in a rather quiet corner - people walking past, writing something on their photos or going in. It was a small cabin, a dark blue and white curtain hanging before it, long enough to only show the last bit of shoe from the people sitting inside. The slogan on top was bigger than the whole thing. Glittery blue letters attached to the top.

" We be who we wanna be ", Mingi was reading out loud with a mocking tone, trying to swallow the little sarcastic laugh wanting to leave him but the alcohol betrayed him, "that's worse than live, love, laugh ", he said, but Yunho was not answering him. He was pretty quiet the whole time, Mingi looking over to him and realizing the little pink flush behind his ear, probably from the four or five martini he drank earlier. He was opening the two buttons of his red silky shirt and just decided to take it off.

"It's fucking hot in here", he was saying, everyone could immediately tell that he was at least tipsy if not even drunk. The black turtleneck underneath was tighter than expected, showing his slim and tall figure even more and something different was silhouetting against the black fabric as the cool air hit his chest. Wait, was that a fucking nipple piercing? Poolished, snob Yunho being fucking pierced?

Mingi snatching his eyes away immediately and biting his lip to get rid of the thought. No, his drunk eyes probably betrayed him. Being kinda jealous, the leather jacket felt hot on his skin and he was really considering taking it off as well.

Holding on to it as long as they were standing before the booth, waiting for the last two guests - two giggling girls in a silver dress and a woman suit - getting out and respectfully bowing to them. Yunho was placing his shirt over the little stool standing before it, the table to write down things or tags for later standing right beside it and Mingi was giving up as well. Letting the leather jacket slide down from his shoulders as the heat from the alcohol was catching on and throwing it over Yunho's shirt. Cold and fresh air was hitting his half naked arms, but with all of the light and people in here it was still not cold.

But as soon as he was turning around to the booth, seeing the curtain being drawn open he was regretting it immediately. He was regretting not going in there first.

"And where should I sit?", Mingi was starting a discussion as he was walking the last steps over to Yunho and looking down on him, sitting on a little stool only having space for one fucking person. He was glazing up to him through thick eyelashes.

"Just sit fucking down", he was saying, Mingi blinking, his knees all spongy and weak and he had no idea how to process his thoughts anymore. Maybe getting drunk was a good idea earlier but now it didn't seem so anymore.

"I can't just-", "Do you remember why we are here? We are acting like a couple ", Yunho was saying impatiently and Mingi was angrily biting down on his lip as he could feel that the alcohol made him too tired to fight. Slowly, hesitant he was lowering himself on one leg, half sitting outside, half sitting on his lap. But Yunho was hitting his back, making a hurt expression.

"Sit down probably, for fucks sake, you are heavy ", he was complaining loudly.

"God, fine , calm down", Mingi was barking like a hurt little dog, placing himself more into the booth and completely on his lap. Angrily closing the thick curtain and trying to ignore that he was closed into this small fucking space with him, sitting on his lap . Pressing his thighs together and not knowing what to do with his hands, just laying them into his own lap rather awkwardly. And it was really fucking small in there. Yunho hitting the opposite wall with one shoulder, Mingi needing to sit completely on his lap to even fit before the red marks coming from the camera and he could feel Yunho placing on hand on his waist again so he wouldn't fall out.