"What did you just say, Mingyu?"
"I said I like her too. If you can, try to take away her from me."
A bittersweet love story of Kim Mingyu. Will Mingyu get the happy ending everyone wants or just watch the love of his life to get away from him?
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Mingyu looked up from his laptop as he heard someone opening the door of his apartment but smiled widely when he saw the familiar face approaching him. "Mingyu-ah, I'm craving for ramen," the person said as he put down his precious camera and backpack on the tea table before plopping down next to his best friend.
Mingyu looked down and smiled as he saw how their thighs were carelessly touching each other's. He snorted at himself as he realized what he was doing. He put down his laptop beside the costly camera.
"I thought you had a commercial shoot today," he said as he shifted on his left to look at the elder, face to face while supporting his weight on his left hand under his chin making his veins popping out under his skin as his messy black hair covered his forehead, making him look hotter than he already was.
Wonwoo groaned at the question as he threw his head back on the backrest of the couch. "Don't even remind me. Those models suck," he said as he closed his eyes in disappointment. Mingyu chuckled at the elder's answer making the other glare at him from his lying position. Mingyu put his hands up in surrender while trying to muffle his chuckle.
Wonwoo sighed as he sat properly on the couch. "You know what, you should've taken my offer of being my model. I would have been free from all those troubles," he said as he looked at the handsome lad before him who rolled his eyes at him. "And you'll be working on my book?" Mingyu replied sarcastically as he got up from the couch.
"Where are you going?" Wonwoo quickly asked, stopping the other male by grabbing his wrist before the other could leave his side. "Kitchen, duh," Mingyu answered with boredom, trying to control those butterflies that were running wild in his stomach just from a mere touch of the other.
But nevertheless Wonwoo didn't let go of his hand. "Don't want Ramen anymore?" Mingyu asked, cocking his eyebrow at the older who quickly let go of his hand (Mingyu wished he didn't) before smiling widely. "Who said? I'm all in for your ramen," he answered as he again leaned against the backrest of the couch.
"Hyung, you're saved that I went grocery shopping yesterday with Dokyeom-ah and Hoshi hyung otherwise you would be starving right now," Mingyu said from the kitchen as he was preparing some side dishes, knowing very well how much the other boy loved it. Wonwoo didn't know what was there to get offended just by hearing about Mingyu going out with their other friends. But he still felt something unknown that stuck between his throat which he couldn't spit out nor could he shallow.
He got up from the couch and made his way towards the other boy who was busy seasoning his dishes. "I'll go shopping with you next weekend," he said out of nowhere which made the other boy startle as he was nearly knocking down his own creation. "Hyung!!" Mingyu cried out as he tried to calm his beating heart. Wonwoo didn't bother replying as he looked at the younger with a "What?" look.
It was weird for Mingyu not to see the other smile at him. Because, every time Mingyu would get startled or scared, the other would smile at him warmly, reassuring him that everything was okay and he was always there for him. But right now Wonwoo's expression was blank which somehow scared him.
"Hyung, are you angry at me?" Mingyu finally asked, gathering all his strength and courage at the same time. "I swear I didn't mean it in a bad way about you coming here. I swear. I love to cook for you, you know, right?" Mingyu rambled on which made the other come back to reality.
"Hey, I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted to go and spend time with you, that's it," Wonwoo reassured, even though he had no idea why he was acting like that. But he let it slide for the time being as he focused on the tall puppy in front of him. "You sure?" Mingyu inquired, suspiciously eyeing his hyung who smiled before nodding at him. But that short reply was enough for him to fill his heart with warmness which he would want to carry with himself for the rest of his life.
The both best friends enjoyed the rest of their time together by chatting, playing weird games (obviously Mingyu's idea), eating delicious foods cooked by the best chef of South Korea and running a sci-fi movie marathon.
