True Blue 🎸 yungi [▶]

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"That’s San and the drunk one is Wooyoung, my friend since I first came to Seoul. He invited me to drink when I was talking about my problems earlier. But he got drunk first."

Mingi explained while pointing to the two men in his sports car.

"Mingi, I’ll return your car tomorrow. Sorry for the trouble."

Mingi smiled and waved back at the man introduced to Yunho as San.

"Their relationship?" Yunho asked, not because he didn’t know but because he was afraid of seeming presumptuous.

Mingi smiled, "Yes, they’re a couple," then turned and left Yunho, who was still stunned by the answer.

"Where are you going?" Yunho followed Mingi, realizing he was being left behind.

"Home," Mingi replied casually as he drank the herbal concoction he had bought earlier to counteract his drunkenness.

"Yes, I know. But where to?" Yunho asked coldly.

"To my apartment." Mingi took the last sip of the bitter drink and then stopped a taxi.

"See you, Yunho~" said the man in ripped jeans with a band style, sounding cute.

"Mingi!" Yunho still had something to say. But the man had already been whisked away by the taxi.

Yunho hurried to his sports bike and, without wearing a helmet, sped up to chase the taxi. A bit recklessly, he aligned his bike next to the slowly moving taxi, shouting Mingi’s name. Hoping the taxi passenger would respond.

"Mingi!" It was the umpteenth shout.

And the taxi window was slightly open. "What’s up?" Mingi's lips spoke. The volume wasn’t loud enough for Yunho to hear.

"I need to talk!" Yunho tried to speak over the roar of the wind on the road.

Mingi signaled the taxi driver to pull over. Yunho parked his bike haphazardly in front of the taxi.

Mingi stepped out with confidence after giving the taxi driver a generous tip. Yunho had to have a good reason, he thought. "What’s got into you?" As soon as they faced each other, Mingi touched Yunho’s forehead, making sure the man wasn’t infected with a virus that made patients want to kill themselves.

Normal.

His hand also touched Yunho’s forehead. "Our temperatures are the same, so what’s making you lose your sanity?" He looked at the man with increasing confusion.

Yunho took a deep breath from the series of ragged breaths after his recent actions. "Mingi, I know this is going to sound funny—" He was still catching his breath.

"Okay, I at least hope this funny thing is worth the taxi fare I just paid?" Mingi’s gaze sharpened and challenged. Yunho looked bewildered as he gazed at him.

A kiss happened.

Mingi didn’t expect to be attacked like this.

Yunho deepened the kiss, dominating their two lips. Mingi was still too stunned to respond. Yunho closed his eyes, which briefly met Mingi’s surprised gaze. Allowing Mingi to take over the power.

Yunho could feel Mingi’s lips brushing against his lower lip. His eyes closed tighter; maybe this was a dream.

And if he opened his eyes, it would all end.