surroundings
-wonwoo
"Should I wear the black one or the blue one?" Mingyu asks me as he holds up two shirts.
We are going to karaoke tonight and we are stuck at the house deciding on what to wear. Mingyu has completely "perfected" my outfit, as he says. So now he's trying to figure out his. He's a total dork and I'm stuck with him, but I'm not complaining.
"I think the black one because my shirt is black, too. We could be matching." I suggest with a cheesy grin which he laughs at.
"You only wanted to wear black because you are emo trash."
"That may be true, but you can't lie. I look good in black."
"Not as good as me."
"Oh, really? I got voted best looking emo boy in high school."
After I say that, Mingyu laughs for five minutes straight. It's good to just laugh with him as if we have no care in the world. Sometimes, we really don't. We could be sitting at a resturarant or the café with our friends or just us and embrace the feeling of closeness, of happiness. It's quite easy to just sit and laugh without having to worry when I'm with him. He has shaped my life in so many ways. The only real reason I have friends is because of Mingyu. I knew all of them before him but I never made it a habit to sit and talk with them. To hang with them outside of work. I was afraid they would judge me for who I am. I was a lonely, emo boy with to many thoughts to comprehend. Why would they want to hang out with me? But Mingyu brought us all together. He is the cause of a lot of my happy moments. He is so bright and wonderful, I'm just lucky enough to be in his presence, like I am right now.
"Okay so, should I be emo trash with you or should I be more retro with the blue?" He asks as he stares at himself in the mirror, holding up each shirt against his chest.
"You're such a nerd." I get off the bed and walk into the living room, laughing at Mingyu as I do so. He only sighs back, clearly not getting any help to choose which shirt from me. I go into the bathroom to check my hair and fix it for a few minutes until I hear knocking at the door.
"I'll get it!" I yell at Mingyu and he makes a noise to show he heard me. I head over to the door and open it to see Seokmin, Jisoo, Soonyoung, and Jihoon, all looking great while smothered in cologne.
"Hey guys, Mingyu is still getting ready so just come in." I open the door and let them all in, watching Seokmin slyly sit beside Jisoo on the couch. I leave them and go back to the bedroom to check on Mingyu. He has the black shirt on and his hair is messily made. His jeans has rips, as do mine, and wow he just looks amazing.
"Before you say anything, no I did not pick black just so I could match with you. I think I looked better in the black one than the blue." He says matter-of-factly. I retort a sarcastic sure and watch him laugh.
"Soonhoon and Seoksoo are here to pick us up. You ready, emo trash?" I ask him and he punches me playfully.
"Yeah, I'm ready. Let's go get our groove on!"
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We all meet up at the front of the karaoke place at 7;30 p.m. on the dot. Seungchoul, Jun, and Jeonghan are trying to gather everyone up to help split and pay the cost evenly. The four of us walk over to the large group, the warmth emitting from Mingyu comforting me.
"Oh my god, I want to throw up in my mouth. Please don't tell me you guys planned that." Seungkwan says dramatically, pointing to mine and Mingyu's shirts. Mingyu scoffs at him while everyone laughs and we start doing crazy poses to show off our adorable matching colored shirts.
"Seungkwan's just jealous that Vernon would never do something as dorky as color coordinate their outfits." Soonyoung says while him and Seokmin die of laughter. It's weird that an actual couple like Vernon and Seungkwan are jealous of something that Mingyu and I did. It's not like we are together or anything. I wish that I could have the honor of making Mingyu my boyfriend but he is way out of my league. He looks like a model with his gorgeous skin and great hair and his beautiful body. He is an actual prince in my eyes and I'm just a servant in the kitchen compared to him. I dream and hope so badly to have him but he is simply out my reach.
"Hey, Wonwoo and I aren't dorky!"
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"You should do the first song!" Seungchoul says to the youngest of us, Chan, his small face lighting up with the sound of encouragement coming from us as he chooses a song. We all know what he's going to pick, his obsession with Michael Jackson well known by everyone. (yes this karaoke place has English songs even tho it's in Korea. fight me) He starts dancing and it's the cutest and funniest thing I've seen. He sings really well, even though I don't know what the words mean half the time he sings them. He has so much energy and he isn't nervous or embarrassed at all. He performs outstandingly, boldly. I wish I could be like that.
After his song ends, everyone gets a turn. It's so fun, laughing and singing with the people you love and adore. And I really do love and adore them. Even though we all haven't been friends for long, I've known all of them forever. All twelve of us, excluding Mingyu, have seen each other across the road when going to work or have served them when they came into one of our shops. Some of us even work together but never had I been included in one of their outings or sleepovers. Never had I been over to one of their houses. We were all oblivious to the future we would have together. But now, we go to the park, we go shopping, and we go to the movies together. We go and karaoke together. Even though we are all adult males, we go and have sleepovers at each other's houses. We share laughs, tears, secrets, and jokes.
And we live to embarrass each other. "You two should totally do a duet." Seokmin says cheekily, winking at the others as he sticks a microphone in each of our hands. He then proceeds to embarrass us even more as he picks one of the most romantic duet songs you could imagine.
I look at all of them incredulously. "You can't be serious."
"Oh, they are completely serious. They made Minghao and I do it, it's only fair you two do it, too." Minghao sulks at the sound of his crush's words. "But don't worry, it's fun. Right, Minghao?" He instantly brightens, his smile reaching his ears. He nods at Jun and throws a thumbs up to Mingyu and I which only makes me more nervous.
Mingyu looks at me and winks, which makes my insides melt. "You ready?"
And at that moment, all of my surroundings become visible. The excited looks on their faces. The lights that make the dimly lit room glow. The smell of sweat and cologne. It all dawns on me right at that moment. So I look to Mingyu and give my best reassuring smile.
"I'm ready."
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