your eyes •yungi•

twenty one

^mingi^

mingi had been laying on yunhos chest for at least fifteen minutes now.

it was early in the morning, the sun had just come up and mingi laid there listening to the steady rhythm of yunhos heart as he thought back to last nights events.

all they did was talk about everything, and mingi was surprised at how much guilt yunho held.

after, they went back inside and ended up cuddling to sleep— something mingi would've never expected but also didn't have any objections to.

yunhos bare chest was warm against mingis cheek, he gently traced around yunhos belly button until he felt a hand in his hair.

mingi looked up at yunho, who stared up at the ceiling then looked down at mingi.

"morning." he said.

"morning." mingi replied.

the silence that followed wasn't very awkward but rather comforting.

"you look trashed." mingi said.

yunho snorted, "i'll thank san for that." he stretched and rubbed his face.

mingi sat up and sat criss cross, and pulled the blanket over his bare shoulders.

"you surprising look well." yunho said.

"last night was nothing compared to those highschool parties, i'd literally be a zombie the next morning." mingi said, recalling on the countless times he had woken up on either hongjoongs, seonghwas, or yunhos bed trashed.

"you were something back then." yunho stood and stretched.

as they went out to the living room, mingi peeked into sans room. the curtains were shut and on the bed lay wooyoung and san all tangled together. wooyoung was practically on top of san with his legs clung around the latter.

mingi took a picture before going to the other room, otherwise known as his new room, and saw yeosang curled up under the blankets.

in the living room, hongjoong sat on the couch with a mug of coffee as he stared at the tv. jongho was laid out sleeping on the remaining couch space, his feet on hongjoongs lap.

"well good morning."

mingi looked over at seonghwa who leaned against the counter in the kitchen.

"morning." mingi hummed.

•

"you ditched us at your own welcome home party." wooyoung said as he scrambled the eggs.

"i did, im sorry woo." mingi said sarcastically as he watched wooyoung cook.

"no you're not. just say you hate me." wooyoung huffed and put the rest of the eggs into a bowl.

"i love you so much." mingi pinched his cheek.

wooyoung smiled and rolled his eyes, "yeah whatever."

mingi helped wooyoung bring the rest of the food to the table, then walked back into the kitchen to grab a few glasses when he suddenly slipped.

a pair of hands, that he probably should've been ashamed at how quickly he recognized, held his waist.

"be careful mingi." yunho said from behind him.

mingis face flushed.

"yeah, my bad." he muttered and left the kitchen.

"why cant you cook like this?" seonghwa huffed at hongjoong.

"your comparing me to a literal chef, im just a broke college kid trying to get by." hongjoong said.

"we all are." yeosang sighed.

"nah, sans rich." jongho hummed as he took a bite out of the food.

"be jealous that you all don't have a boyfriend like me." wooyoung cackled.

"sit down and eat baby." san said, still half asleep as his arm held wooyoungs waist .

that shut wooyoung up though because he immediately sat down.

mingi laughed at wooyoungs flushed face and smile.

after breakfast, seonghwa and mingi had washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.

"hey, wanna come to work with me today?" seonghwa dried his hands.

"huh? really? is that allowed?" mingi asked, drying the last bowl.

"yeah, you like fashion right? i told my senior about you and he said you should come in." seonghwa hummed.

mingi raised his eyebrows. seonghwas senior actually wanted to see him? how could he pass up such an opportunity?

"sure." mingi said.

"great, get some clothes on. we leave in thirty."

thirty minutes later, the two were at seonghwas work place.

the building wasn't too big but it was larger for being a starter company.

seonghwa led him into a room where a slim figure sat on the desk and talked to someone who faced a mannequin.

"hey guys, this is the guy i've been talking about. mingi." seonghwa said.

the two turned around and smiled.

"mingi? oh wow i haven't seen you in so long!" the orange haired boy walked up to mingi.

"yeonjun?" mingi gasped.

"yep, how are you man? you okay?" yeonjun asked.

"i'm doing well, and you?" mingi said as they hugged.

"i'm doing good."

mingi nodded.

"this is jayme, he moved here to start a fashion company. jayme meet mingi, mingi meet jayme." seonghwa said.

"nice to meet you, mingi." jayme stuck out his hand.

"nice to meet you too, i looked at your page and i love your designs." mingi shook jaymes hand.

"thank you, i heard that your interested in fashion and designing clothes?" jayme said.

"yes, i like putting things together." mingi hummed.

"great, i have a proposal for you then."

mingi hummed, partially intrigued and partially confused.

"you might not know but we have a show coming up in a few months and we're quite low on designers. i've seen some of your outfits from what seonghwas showed me and i think you'd be a perfect fit for our line. i also heard that you just recently moved back, so, if you would like to you could join us on our team and design pieces for the show. if theyre are good, then ill hire you." jayme said.

mingis eyes went wide.

"so what do you say?" jayme smiled.

of course mingi couldn't decline an offer like that.

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