It was his doctor calling, making out an requested last check up, just to be sure that it was a normal cold and nothing different. The medication Yunho had given him already treated the worst of it, but for some reason his doctor was being super careful and asking him to stay home for the rest of the week. Maybe it was just Mingi being impatient and hating it being sick, but in the end he just accepted it. There was no need to fight against it, he could paint in his room in secret since he was already feeling better and his father would choke on the fact that he can’t go on any stupid event this way.
That it wouldn’t stop him from pushing and forcing other appointments in, was actually not even surprising him. No way he would give him a one week break when they were close to finalize the actual date of the wedding. Mingi just constantly pushing that thought away from him, even more after the fight with Yunho this morning. Everything in his brain was programmed to make him suffer for embarrassing him like this - to show him, that he had won nothing.
Who did he even think he is?
“No, my fiance isn’t feeling well”, Yunho was saying on the phone and Mingi was looking over to him from the couch where he was sitting for a while texting the group chat with Woo and the others to let them know that he was not dead, just busy with all of the shit he was still dealing with. Yunho sitting at the kitchen island, his laptop before him and he was wearing something way too uncomfortable for the fact that he was at home. A black fabric trouser with a small belt, a turtleneck in a light beige color and a black knit sweater over it. His hair being styled back, a smell of dark cologne on him and he was wearing make-up. Mingi on the other hand? He couldn’t bother wearing something different than a white shirt and a gray sweatpants, his colorful hair laying fluffy and unstyled in his face after a shower.
“I will reschedule the meetings and sent it to you via mail, I don’t think that it will be longer than this week. I can do most of it from home, I just need to ask Miss Park for a new appointment”, he was continuing and Mingi was close to roll his eyes over it. He was home for the week, yes. But certainly his future husband was home as well - considering the appointments his father were scheduling for them to do from home. The interview he already spoiled in the hotel was happening over zoom now, he would send catalogs and magazines for them to pick the deco and rest for the wedding and he remembered something about the suits as well. Mingi had stopped listening at this point of time.
“Did you already learned the questions?”, Mingi was asking, but it had a slight mocking undertone in it. Yunho always acting like a nerd, a A+ student, there was no way that he hasn't at least read through the questions already. The latter placing his phone next to his laptop after hanging up and only throwing a short look at him.
“Maybe you should get dressed first, before you start a stupid fight”, he was saying annoyed, considering the fact that he also placed his laptop here, called his agency and fixed everything because the interview would happen soon. Mingi was standing up, pushing his bottom lip forward as if it was funny to see him this stressed while he was acting completely innocent. All sorts of stupid pranks, words, actions flickering through his brain but he suppressed most of it for now. Grabbing the hem of his shirt and just pulling it over his head, seeing Yunho’s eyes getting irritated and even more stressed. He could feel the little pity grin in his chest but he was holding it back, pushing his fingers past his waistband and stepping out of his pants.
“What are you doing?”, Yunho wanted to know, his voice a little shaky.
“I am changing, you ask me to”, Mingi was playing innocent, looking over to him with doe eyes.
“Yeah - but… you can do it in the bedroom”, “What? It’s my apartment as well, I can walk around naked all I want”, Mingi was saying, as he was letting the boxers run over his plumb ass first and setting his soft dick free next. Letting it slide down his soft and thick thighs, seeing Yunho’s eyes naturally following it until he seemed to remember what he was doing there. Just stepping out of it as well, as he was standing before him completely naked - Yunho’s eyes straight into his face now as he could see how he was pressing his lips together annoyed. His public shaking beautifully, Mingi could see how his eyes were wandering down to his waist just a second, before he was breathing in and looking at his laptop again.
“Too easy, princess”, he was mocking him, “you need to fight harder than that”.
“I am not fighting, I am just being naked”, Mingi was saying, smiling into himself as he was walking past him.
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a Love Scripted- Yungi Fic
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