And Yunho had no idea how he even survived picking some stupid color for the flowers with someone like Song Mingi and enduring him crying over the motto for the whole wedding every second of the day - every fucking opportunity he could find. Like a broken record repeating it over and over and over again - causing Yunho to just give up and letting him choose stupid orange roses for the wedding. It was not like he cared anyway, and yeah, maybe it would fit his stupid hair or whatever.
Being three days apart from him after that, just going back to work and trying to finally breathe was therefore the best that could have happen to him. Of course he was running into him at home but both of them ignoring each other most of the time. It was even more tensed and awkward between them. Mingi meeting with friends or being away - Yunho not asking why and just working from home as much as he could. The pillow between them in the bed getting higher and bigger every time and Yunho was impressed over how fucking stubborn this idiot could be when it comes to stupid things like this. But on the other hand he couldn’t let him win this easily.
Three days felt like nothing in the end. Being back to the normal stress of getting to an event and pretending to be happy together now. The next thing on that stupid list in the mail was a wine tasting in a fancy hotel - so far away that his father booked them a room there to stay for the night.
Everything was silent between them, both exhausted from the days before and close to falling asleep on the ride there. Letting the car bring them right before the main entrance and getting greeted inside. Everything was extravagant, too cheesy for Yunho’s liking and he could see other people from the company gathering here. Exposed wooden beams on the ceiling and stone accents on the walls contrast with contemporary artwork and tasteful floral arrangements. Plush velvet armchairs, elegant glass-topped tables adorned with crystal glassware and polished silverware. He was sure Mingi would fucking hate this.
“This is a nightmare”, the latter whispered right beside him and Yunho was for the first time on one page with him. It was too much alcohol, even after the small break the last three days, too much stress, too much fake pretending for only a week. He needed another break - maybe a whole fucking vacation. He needed a break from this life and he needed a break from Song Mingi. The latter sitting down at one of the tables, after a friendly man was inviting him to, already taking the alcoholic aperitif. The black and classy suit he was wearing was a rather easy choice, but it was a wonder that he was wearing one without complaining one time. The big silver earrings and the dark make-up something new on him after all. He looks different like this, his skin picked up the color of silver shamefully good and his colorful hair was a eye-catcher enough.
Memories of the way he let his hand run through it, realizing how soft it was considering that it was probably heavily bleached, the kiss flickering before his eyes and stressed he was sitting down, after clearing his throat. Everything was so awkward and strange since this day…
“Don’t get fucking drunk today”, he was saying in Mingi’s direction without knowing why exactly, as if it was another reminder for himself that he needed to stop things, before it was getting fucking complicated. Even if he himself knew that this thought made absolutely no sense, since the things they done was just stuff they needed to do to maintain the fake wedding they would have.
“Me? I thought you were the one drinking something disgusting like wine”, Mingi was whispering to him as an older pair was walking past their table and greeting them with a little smile.
“Why would you know I drink wine?”, “Did you forget that I still read the script about you? Your favorite is that one Bordeaux, Château Latour, Pauillac ”, he was being a smart-ass and Yunho was blinking at him for a moment, hiding it behind a furious expression. He was right. He just didn’t expect him to remember it.
“Whatever, I certainly won’t be able to enjoy it today”, he was whispering defeated and could hear something clicking a knife to a glass, creating a high pitched but still delicate sound.
“ Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, we are delighted to have each and every one of you here tonight as we embark on a journey through the world of fine wines. Tonight is not just about sipping exceptional wines; it's about savoring the stories, traditions, and craftsmanship that go into every bottle. It's a celebration of the artistry that transforms grapes into liquid poetry, and the joy it brings when shared among friends and connoisseurs”, “It’s just fucking wine - it’s not even tasting good”, Mingi was complaining in a whisper and Yunho was sending him a evil glare, “Shut up”, he was barking back silently, still smiling into the direction of the old gentleman talking to them about the whole schedule of the evening.
Yunho didn’t wanna lie, he was kinda exited for today, since he really liked wine a lot. He was not obsessed with it, probably not an expert but it was at least something he would identify with, instead of listening to Mingi’s dad talk about a stupid dating app or watch influencer making stories all the time. Or using the stupid photo booth…
“What?”, Mingi wanted to know irritated after Yunho was clearing his throat stressed, “Nothing”, he was defending himself immediately, bowing respectfully after the waitress was bringing the first round of glasses and making a way to extravagant movement swirling the bottle in the air.
“DRC Montrachet, Burgundy, France: Domaine de la Romanée-Conti's Montrachet is a rare and expensive white Burgundy wine made from Chardonnay grapes, renowned for its finesse and complexity”, she was explaining before pouring them a small amount in the round and fancy glass and Yunho really tried to listen to it, even though he could see Mingi rolling his eyes in secret beside him. Slowly she was walking to the next table and Yunho was picking up the glass before looking at Mingi.
“This is so ridiculous”, the latter was complaining again and Yunho could feel how he had literally no patients today. He could feel the way his stomach was clenching angrily, how his fingers were digging into the handle of the glass.
“If you don’t want to do this, just fucking go and let me enjoy it at least for a little bit”, he was bitching at him and Mingi was raising his eyebrow, snapping back at him. For some reason he looked offended, as if he didn’t expected him to be so strict with him. What? Did he really thought just because he called his necklace pretty the other day, they were friends now?
“You know what? I will. Have fun alone, dumbass”, he was barking at him, just grabbing his glass, exing it in one go and letting it smash down on the table.
“Oh, I fucking will”, Yunho was saying, close to yell after him, but he could already see the pair sitting at the table beside them, glaring over to him interested. Yunho forcing himself to smile and bow a little.
“Yeah, bet you are all here for the gossip. Think about your own fucking husband”, he was mocking them in a whisper, as they concentrated on themselves again and saying the word husband with so much spite in it, that it really lost every meaning for it being something positive or loving. Watching Mingi walking over to a small group of people standing at a standing table and also drinking wine and chatting a little more lose then the people sitting and watching the whole event.
Yunho just tasting the wine, feeling like it had a bitter feeling to it.
What the fuck was wrong today? He said worse things, why was he overreacting like this…
“ Gaja Barbaresco, Piedmont, Italy: Angelo Gaja's Barbaresco wines are highly regarded and can be quite expensive due to their consistent quality and limited production ”, the lady was bringing another glass, and another bottle, her voice like a melody delivering the words. Yunho smiling and trying to concentrate on having fun. Without Mingi…
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a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic
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