"I swear to fucking god, this guard was outright checking me out outside the damn gates!"
Wonwoo, seated in the back seat of a cab next to Mingyu, grumbled as the car sped through the roads, complete darkness and silence in the surroundings. The deliberate, rocky pathway that stretched for two kilometres outside the Kims' gates made Wonwoo's words sound funny to him.
Like he'd promised, Wonwoo had eventually turned up at the mansion thirty minutes after he'd talked to Mingyu, made the cab driver stay put for a while, until he returned with Mingyu trailing behind him. Of course, after chiding him for a good two minutes for having so much stuff.
"My subjects are more complicated than yours, kindly shut the fuck up, Wonwoo," Mingyu had protested, shouldering his massive backpack through a series of grunts. Those gave Wonwoo another point to tease Mingyu about.
"Is that a- A hiking backpack?" he'd asked, not hesitating to snort freely at how ridiculous Mingyu looked.
"Yes, can we continue walking before that one round guard wakes up?"
"Sure," Wonwoo cackled.
Mingyu sighed, deeply engrossed in looking out the window as the main streets zoomed past. Few LED boards, and those 24-hour stores shone bright, looking like stripes of paint decorating the air. Mingyu had never even seen any Christmas decorations so eye-catching. "This is nice," he declared, wide-eyed at the new surroundings just having been introduced to him; he'd never really had the will, nor the permission, to check it out for himself before. But now that he knew he hadn't screwed his plan up, and he wasn't in the clutches of his mother, he found a sudden interest to observe around him developing. "Hey, Wonwoo?" he called, hoping the boy wasn't asleep.
"Hm?" came a tired reply, making Mingyu rethink what he would have asked.
"Can we stop, and walk the rest of the way to Pledis? If it's not too far, that is,"
"Why?" Wonwoo suddenly sounded wide awake.
"I want to look outside,"
"That's childish,"
"I haven't seen anything outside, ever,"
"You haven't?"
"Nope," he admitted.
"Fine," Wonwoo sighed, "but your stuff?"
"I'll handle it, I have two hands, and a back,"
"No it's fine, I'll take something,"
"Okay,"
Mingyu's eyes sparkled at the idea of looking around for the first time. While Wonwoo paid, and told the driver to stop wherever they were, Mingyu unbuckled his seatbelt, and patiently waited for him to do the same.
"Let's go?"
Wonwoo's voice broke Mingyu away from a trance, mindlessly unloading the boot of the car. "I'll take it, it's fine," Wonwoo said, hiking Mingyu's backpack over his shoulders, as Mingyu gripped the handles of the rest of his luggage and began walking wherever his feet took him.
He loved the surreality the current scenario; never in a million years had he thought he'd get to be a part of the ordinary streets. It was nothing special, really, but what made it appealing was the fact that Mingyu had never experienced anything quite like it.
"You're weird,"
Wonwoo blurted out of the blue, treading next to Mingyu – who turned to his side and raised an eyebrow at him.
