𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 || 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐖𝐨𝐧

Two

Mingyu's eyes are digging holes on his notes spread on the dining table, some papers having coffee mug stains and coffee spills, and high lighters scattered around the table.

"Gyu!"

He reads through the last paragraphs of his notes, his eyebrows furrowed as he ignores the call of his name.

"Mingyu, don't ignore your bff"

Mingyu merely hums as he finishes the last paragraph stream through his mind and his eyes shut tight, trying to remove the pain studying brings.

"You have to take a break. You've been studying since this morning."

Mingyu looks at Seungcheol with a glare.

"It's only the afternoon, Cheol."

"Are you shitting me, Gyu?"

"What do you mean shitting you?"

Seungcheol angrily walks to the dinning table to close Mingyu's physics book and fix his papers.

"It's fucking 9 the fucking evening, Mingyu." Seungcheol places all of his things at the other end of the table, out of reach from Mingyu. "You've been studying for 13 hours straight. You didn't even know the sun went down."

Mingyu glances out the window. "Oh shit, you right man."

"Don't 'you right man' me, Mingyu. I hate it when you're studying and forgetting to eat. You haven't touched the food I made you from this morning and you're drinking coffee with an empty stomach."

He watches his best friend place his things inside Mingyu's bag placed on the opposite chair.

"You're doing the 'i'm sad so i'm going to study my ass off until I faint' defense mechanism again."

"I'm not!" Mingyu retaliate and Seungcheol glares at him.

"Yes you are, Gyu. The last time you did this was when you and Joshua broke up, and you ended up in the hospital all pale and empty."

Seungcheol's glare turns into sadness and Mingyu can't help but feel apologetic and thankful for Seungcheol.

"I'm sorry, Seungcheol."

"I'll forgive you if you come with me and Jeonghan to the club?"

"And be the nation's third-wheel?"

"Yes. The nation will give you a medal if you come."

Mingyu thinks about his physics exam which is in 4 days and thinks about the tiredness in his body. He feels it when he stands to pick up his bag from Seungcheol's hold.

"I guess I need to loosen up a little."

Seungcheol places his hands on Mingyu's shoulders.

"Exactly! Plus you should get yourself out there. It's been, what, 6 months since Joshua -"

"8, actually."

Seungcheol squeezes his cheeks with one hand, making Mingyu's face look like a fish and he raises his brows in surprise.

"See? It's been so long. You should really go out there. It doesn't have to be serious but at least get your dick shoved up someone's ass or have someone shove their own dick up your ass by the end of the night."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Cheol."

Seungcheol reaches up his back pocket and brings out a condom.

"Here. A souvenir from me."