My Lovely Husband || meanie

13. That Moon Junhui guy

A/N:
I hope the chemistry between them is wholesome. Btw, there might need some small editing which I'll do later since I'm on a family trip and yeah I'm somehow always traveling this year🙃

Mingyu

"Let's just sign it up already. Quit ogling at someone," I snap at Minghao who's actually staring at a guy for the last fifteen minutes who's just standing a few yards away from us, looking at a abstract painting for a decade long. I wonder if he actually fascinated by it or not.

"C'mon, look at him. He's so damn handsome!" Minghao squeaks, hopping on his heels. I never thought even in my wildest dreams I would get to see such Minghao one day. "Also we've plenty of time to sign the documents since your Wonwoo will be here in five , remember?"

Yeah, It's the weekend and as promised Wonwoo is supposed to be here at five in the afternoon. It's not the only reason I'm here, all the artist participating under the organization have to sign the documents up by today and that's why I'm here.

[Minghao: excuses bitch-face (￣⁠ᴥ⁠￣)
Mingyu: No! Shut up! (⁠ー⁠_⁠ー||)]

"Why don't you just go and talk to him?" I shrug.

"If it's that easy then why do you always chicken out when it comes to Wonwoo?" he challenges and it makes my blood boil since I know it's the truth. "Also what will I be talking to him?"

"You can just talk about that panting he's staring at for a decade," I shrug, peering at the guy, he looks decent, not gonna lie, A bit fashionist with that blonde locks along with the brunette root, it suits him good, but the question is will he able to handle this sassy ass? I shudder at my own thought.

"Just shut up and go there," I push him off me, already on my way to go the opposite side, but he tugs my collar nearly ripping my buttons off.

"No, you're coming with me," he commands, already dragging me with him. "If I die, you're dying with me!"

Wow, a lot for being friends. I roll my eyes at him, straightening my shirt before willfully following him as he grins.

"Are you planning on buying that painting?" he asks, uncomfortably shifting his weight from one leg to another. Bro! That's what you thought of asking when you always pick on us saying we're idiots. I really want to smack him right across the face now.

The guy finally shifts his gaze from that poor painting he had been boring holes at, he has got a pair droopy eyes with a small face and a mole just on the upper corner of his lip, quite good-looking if I may add.

"Omg! he's so damn handsome up close!" I hear Minghao squeaks in Mandarin leaning against my chest as he's standing in front of me and I literally want to facepalm myself at his enthusiasm.

"Don't make him think you're weird," I lowly warn, clasping both of his shoulder to keep him in his feet.

"I'll take that as a compliment." This Mandarin voice literally made us stop in our bickering as we both snap our necks at the now smiling guy. "But I'm still not planning on buying this thing." He this time answers in perfect Hangul, pointing at the painting with least interest.

"So you speak Chinese!" Minghao gasps comically, putting his hands over his mouth. I never knew there would be a day when I'll see this guy acting out of character.

"Well, I'm from China if that's what you're asking," the guy shrugs, smiling at us, well, maybe at me? I don't know. "So, which one is your painting?"

"Me?" I point at myself, dumbfounded. Why the hell he's taking interest at me when Minghao is or maybe trying on hitting on him? He nods but I see his eyes linger on Minghao a bit too much.

"How do you know I'm an artist?" I settle on this.

"You really don't know me!" It's my first time seeing you, how do you expect me to know you. I think he figured the rest from my confused look as I hear him mumble something along with figuring something out.

He quickly shakes his head in disappointment before replacing it with a smile. "Don't sweat it. But I need a bit help. How does an abstract painting makes one happy?"

Minghao gasps, narrowing his eyes as he finally joints the dots, "Don't tell me you're actually staring at that painting for that reason?" He quickly nods and we both share a look before burst out laughing. "It doesn't work that way."

"Really!" he sounds really amazed by Minghao as his eyes sparkle with admiration for Minghao and I figure it's my queue to leave them. "But my friend told me it would work this way or other."

Minghao wheezes, slapping against my back, stopping me in my track, "Who's that friend of yours?"

"A best friend I still don't have any idea why he is, he just is," he shrugs. Well, I can't blame that poor guy when I've someone like Minghao with me. "Speaking of my friend, there he is."

Minghao enthusiastically looks over my shoulder to find that friend of his while I reluctantly do the same to show politeness, but my jaw hangs open as my eyes fall on Wonwoo wearing a ash colored hoodie, 'KHAKIS SUPPLY 20' inscribed in white with a pair of loose pants, his intentional messy hair falling over his forehead looks pretty with those glasses of his.

"Heya slowpoke!" that guy brushes past us, side hugging Wonwoo who grits his teeth before shoving him off himself but that guy shamelessly laughs hitting him. "Oh, c'mon, it's just a payback."

"Hey, Mingyu," he smiles at me, intentionally avoiding the other guy who seems like a lost puppy behind him while I'm still trying to get a hold of myself, wondering how someone looks cute with just a hoodie. His eyes fall on Minghao, standing closely behind me, he stretches his slander hand, "You must be Minghao."

Minghao dazedly shakes his hand still trying to comply this situation, he looks at me for an answer but before I can open my mouth Wonwoo introduces himself. "I'm Wonwoo. Your friend's fiance."

"And he is?" I finally manage to croak out looking at the guy beside Wonwoo but the guy stretches his hand at me enthusiastically. "I'm your fiance's best friend, Moon Junhui but you can call me Jun."

He was that Moon guy from the card! He does the same with Minghao and Minghao seems like a lovestruck puppy as he displays his bright eyes, showing his love through his eyes.

"But Won, you're right he couldn't mmphh!" Wonwoo quickly clasps his mouth stopping him in mid sentence as I see Wonwoo and the other guy's eyes go wide then narrow then who knows what as they silently communicate through their eyes while I & Minghao just stare at them until they come to a mutual silent conclusion and he finally let's him go, smiling widely at me, he beacons me as if nothing happened just a second ago.

"Shall we?"

I nod, leading him into the hall, but I can't still shake my mind off their previous interaction as it replays in my head like a broken record.

'What was that!'

Won's dress inspiration