Love is beautiful || Minwon

Chapter 36

Driving to Wonwoo's home had to be one of the quietest rides ever. Both of them didn't speak a single word to each other, only a soft playlist worked as their background noise.

Mingyu seldomly glanced at his boyfriend behind the wheel; his veiny arms under the rolled sleeve, the light reflecting on his glasses whenever the car from the opposite direction passed by, the concentration on the road. He watched as Wonwoo brushed his hair back with his slender fingers to see the road better, marveling as the hair bounced back almost in the same position. Lord, how can a man be this majestic?

He moved back as soon as Wonwoo felt a lingering stare and tried to look back at him, pretending that the outline of the window was the most interesting that he had ever seen.

Smirking to himself, Wonwoo shifted his hand from the steering wheel and landed on his passenger's thigh. Mingyu jolted, letting out a yelp of surprise at the direct invasion. Wonwoo thought that his action was too reckless, that might cause discomfort to the other since he saw Mingyu squirmed in his seat. So, he withdrew his hand and placed it on the center console.

"Why are you retracting your hand?" Mingyu whined in protest, leading the hand on the console back to his thigh. 

"I thought you were uncomfortable..."

"I don't mind." Mingyu murmured, "In fact, I like it."

"Would you mind if I do this?"

With eyes on the road, Wonwoo slid his hand to Mingyu's inner thigh and gave a squeeze. Mingyu hung his head low and shook eagerly. He covered his flushed face since he seemed to be enjoying this way too much, growing uncontrollably hot at the place his hyung had placed his hand on.

His left hand was taking into Wonwoo's as the older pressed a firm kiss on the back and smiled blindly. Mingyu did the same, pecked and rested on his cheek. They slipped into a comfortable silence and kept their joined hand all the way to Wonwoo's home.  

When arriving at their destination, the older went straight to his bedroom, locking the door behind him. Mingyu was dumbfounded, yet chose to pay attention to his growling stomach instead. He trotted to the older's kitchen, roaming through the cupboard until his eyes found two packages of ramen. Mingyu found another material to cook it, roughly from his blurred memory of the last time he was here.   

Opening the fridge, Mingyu fortunately found two eggs, a batch of green onion and a bottle of nearly empty cola among the almost empty space. Doesn't this hyung cook? The fridge was in the same element as the other time

A pair of arms slandered perfectly into the curve of Mingyu's waist when he was concentrating on his noodle.

"I see that you have no trouble making yourself at home." Wonwoo put his hand on his shoulder.

"What was that earlier?" Mingyu referred to the sudden rushing. 

"I haven't been paying much attention to my house and my room is messy, I don't want you to see that."

Mingyu turned the stove off, moved around to face the older and hooked his arms behind the other's neck.

"Only the best, huh?"

"Yes, I only want you to see my good side." Wonwoo pecked his lips, "Eat your ramen before it gets soggy."

"Do you want some? I cook extra." Mingyu's eyes lightened up immediately at the mention of his masterwork.

"Sure, it looks delicious."

Wonwoo let one of his hands hang loosely around the younger's waist while Mingyu worked his way with chopsticks and bowl. Mingyu scooped a mouthful of ramen, blew the steam off and fed it to Wonwoo.