Night Life ; yungi

FOURTEEN

MINGI

Mingi struggled to fish his keys out of his pocket, quickly looking around to make sure no one else was at his house.

Seeing no one, he unlocked his door and walked in. Slipping his shoes off, he saw both of his roommates sat in the living room. Jongho was on the couch and Taehyun was sat on the chair adjacent to it. The two of them each looked lost in their thoughts, yet none of the thoughts seemed good.

"You two okay?" Mingi asked as he stepped into the living room.

"Love troubles," Jongho replied simply.

Mingi nodded in understanding, joining Jongho on the other side of the couch. "Tell me about it man," He said with a sigh.

"Who wants to talk about their love troubles first?" Jongho asked, "Let's make this into like a makeshift therapy session."

"The guy I'm in love with, and have been since highschool, came to me about how he thought his boyfriend didn't love him but I haven't gotten any text or call saying they broke up so I think it worked out," Taehyun blurted out, "I know I should be happy he's happy but I wanted them to break up so I could maybe get with him."

"I slept with my ex," Jongho countered, "He said he just wanted to talk and wanted closure then suddenly we were making out and then we were fucking."

"I'm in love with this guy who's basically just my fuck buddy and he made out with someone the other night," Mingi finished.

"We're all sorts of fucked," Taehyun said with a laugh.

"Mingi you.. need to tell him. Jongho, man, you're just fucked. And me, I need to get over him," Taehyun said, looking at the two as he spoke.

"You should tell him how you feel Tae, just to get it off your chest," Jongho said gently.

"I'll tell him when Mingi tells Yunho he's in love with him," Taehyun said boldly.

Mingi bit his lip, thinking. "I'll tell him tonight. Can you both find somewhere to be? Wait, does this mean you like him too Taehyun?"

Taehyun just nodded, "He seems to actually like you and not your reputation."

Mingi smiled a little, he agreed with Taehyun.

"Let's go find something to do then Taehyun?" Jongho suggested, standing up.

Taehyun nodded and the pair left together. Now Mingi had to figure out how to get Yunho over. He opened his phone, quickly typing out 'Come over?' but he hesitated sending. The message felt too much like he was trying to get him over to sleep with him instead. He deleted the message before typing 'are you busy? I want to see you'

That was good, he thought, so he sent it.

Mingi decided he needed a drink before seeing Yunho, so we headed to the kitchen. He grabbed a shot glass as well as a half empty bottle of vodka, pouring himself a shot from it. He quickly drank it, trying his best to avoid the burning of vodka.

He leaned on the counter near the bottle and empty glass, his open phone placed on the other side of him. One hand reached up to brush the hair out of his face, the other gripping the granite surface.

Did he really have feelings for Yunho? He began second guessing himself, was this really what he wanted to do? No, it wasn't. He wanted to be sure of his feelings before he acted on them.

He looked over at this phone, seeing that Yunho hadn't seen the text yet he quickly closed out of his messages and shut off his phone, shoving it into his back pocket.

He quickly took another shot, deciding being sober wasn't the best for him right now. Logically, he should go to a bar if he didn't want to be sober, so that's what he did. He quickly collected his cigarettes and lighter as well as his car keys and he left.

What am I doing? Mingi suddenly asked himself. He sat in his car, rethinking his actions. Mingi stepped out of his car and went back inside, throwing his keys on the table in the entrance of his house.

He stood by the door, his finger hovering over the call button on Yunho's number. Mingi took a deep breath before pressing it.

The phone ringing was almost mocking his anxiety about the call. It continued to ring before Yunho finally picked up.

"Hello?" He heard from a very tired sounding Yunho.

"Hey, um, can I come over?" Mingi hesitantly asked, "I want to see you but I also need to talk to you about something."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone before Yunho spoke again, "Yeah sure, I just woke up though."

"I'll be over in like 10 minutes, is that enough time?" Mingi asked, running a hand through his hair.

Yunho hummed in confirmation. "See you soon then," He said as the call ended.

Mingi quickly called an uber, figuring it better safe than sorry, walking out of his house and sitting on the front steps while waiting. He quickly ran to the uber when it pulled up, getting in and telling the driver to go to Yunho's apartment building.

When he got there, he ran up the stairs to Yunho's room. The elevator would take too long, he was too impatient. It was only three floors, but he couldn't spare the extra minute the elevator would take. He needed to see Yunho now.

When he reached his floor, he took a deep breath as he knocked. Yunho opened and when he laid eyes on him it's like his whole world stopped. Everything felt right again, he knew Yunho was the one he was supposed to love. A smile found it's way to his lips as his hands cupped the sides of Yunho's face.

One of Yunho's hands went up to his face, holding Mingi's hand. A slight look of confusion was on his beautiful face, it was obvious he was wondering where this affection came from.

Mingi crashed his lips onto Yunho's, unable to stop himself. Yunho brought his hand down to Mingi's waist, pulling him into the apartment without breaking the kiss. He closed the door behind him, pushing Mingi up against it. That's when Mingi pulled away, staring deeply into Yunho's eyes.

"I'm in love with you."

Yunho's lustful expression turned quickly to confusion, "You're what?"

"I'm in love with you," He restated, "I can't pretend to just want to fuck you anymore, I want to do all the cheesy boyfriend shit too. I mean, obviously I want to fuck you too, but I want to date you and just be able to say you're my boyfriend."

Yunho just slowly blinked at Mingi, completely lost. Slowly, his confusion turned to happiness as he smiled widely. He pulled Mingi into a passionate kiss, his hands tangling into his hair.

Mingi pulled away, "So?"

"I love you too."