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Mingi knew he wasn't drunk, but he also knew that driving after a few glasses of alcohol was not a good idea. However, he was too angry and impatient to get to their apartment as quickly as possible. The scene of Yunho dancing on stage with some guys and San standing near him while the handsome young man sang freely bothered Mingi.

Mingi didn't like it.

Call it jealousy.

Call it possessiveness.

Yunho belonged to him, and no one should have the right to see Yunho that freely except him.

As a precaution, Mingi drove at the recommended speed, even though he was aware he didn't want to risk a foolish death due to an accident.

Moreover, he didn't want to die before talking to Yunho.

Okay.

Maybe not just talking; there was some yelling like last year when Mingi found out Yunho went to watch a movie alone with San. Yes, it was partly Mingi's fault for canceling their date unilaterally, abruptly, when Yunho had already bought cinema tickets online. Yes, it wasn't a big deal for two close friends to watch a movie together.

But it was Black Widow, one of the latest Marvel franchises. And Yunho was quite obsessed with that franchise.

Mingi didn't like watching movies, didn't like acting to be precise. Understanding social interactions in normal society was confusing enough, let alone understanding humans who intentionally lied to convey stories written by others.

It wasn't even their story.

But Mingi had always enjoyed watching Yunho watching movies, watching drama series, or even watching theater performances. Mingi liked to ask something that should be understood immediately by the audience, and Yunho was the only person willing to explain and even happily clarify any silly questions Mingi threw at him.

Mingi wanted to ask about why Yunho remained silent beside him. They sat in silence throughout the journey. At least Yunho was no longer silently crying like he was when the journey began.

Mingi exhaled.

"You know, I don't like seeing you close to other guys," or girls. The first time they dated, Yunho explained that he was bisexual but leaned more towards liking men.

Yunho asked Mingi about his sexuality.

Mingi remembered being silent for a while, then realized he had never really thought about it. So Mingi honestly told Yunho that he had never labeled himself. And Yunho, as usual, smiled with acceptance.

"I should be the one angry," Yunho said, his response short. Sounding more sober and less intoxicated than before.

"Let's talk when we get to the apartment." Mingi tried to refrain from countering his recent statement. He wasn't entirely sober right now; he needed all his concentration on the steering wheel to control the car.

"Hmmm," Yunho replied coldly. Not entirely in agreement.

They only needed about ten more minutes before reaching their apartment. Mingi, at least, felt a bit relieved because the roads tonight were quiet.