Text from: Mingy 🐶💙
- Baby? Can we talk?
Text from: Wonwow 🌿💚
- I'm in class, is everything okay?
Text from: Mingy 🐶💙
- Meet me after? I'm at the den.
Text from: Wonwow 🌿💚
- Okay, Mingy x
As the bell rang, Wonwoo did a little hop, skip and jump out of the class, because he knew that Mingyu was waiting for him at the end of the field. Everything about Mingyu made his heart feel cotton soft and his lips tingle.
Mingyu sat in the den, waiting for Wonwoo. He adored his best friend, everything about him made his head tizzy in the best way and his lips tingle.
Wonwoo loved the way Mingyu called him baby, even if it was platonic. Mingyu loved calling Wonwoo baby, but he hated pretending it was platonic.
But everything was about to be changed.
"Mingy? Mingy bab i'm here?" Wonwoo whispered into the little wooden den the two of them built when they were young together. He ducked into the doorway, lightly running his fingers along the feathers of the dream catcher Mingyu's nan made for them.
"Hello, you."
"Hello, you."
The two of them grinned at each other, before Mingyu patted the space next to him and Wonwoo sat, snaking his arms around the taller's waist and nuzzling into his neck.
"Can i ask you something, baby?" Mingyu sighed. Wonwoo hummed a yes, his soft breath tickling Mingyu's collar bone.
"Why do we do this?"
"Hmmm?" Wonwoo lifted his head from Mingyu's shoulder to look him in the eyes. As he did, the younger dropped his head. Wonwoo's arms left the slim frame to gently put two fingers on his chin and regain the eye contact. "What do you mean, Mingy?"
Mingyu sighed, and pushed Wonwoo away from him and the pair stood up. "With all this 'Mingy' and 'Baby' and cuddling and having a secret den and holding hands and-"
Wonwoo traced his index finger down Mingyu's jaw, before lightly pulling on his chin again and connecting their lips. He felt Mingyu's lashes scrape his cheek as his eyes shot open and he pulled away, slowly and reluctantly.
"Wonwoo?"
"Mingyu?"
"Did you just kiss me?"
"I think I did?"
"Do you think... you could, do it again?"
"I think i could, yeah."
Wonwoo's hands linked together at the base of Mingyu's neck, and Mingyu wrapped his arms around Wonwoo's slim frame, pulling his body closer. Then Mingyu leant down to meet Wonwoo again. As their lips moved together, both boys sighed purely infatuated sighs. They'd each been waiting years. Years of hand holding and cuddling and "platonic" neck kisses and hoodie sharing and bed sharing and stargazing and hair ruffling. Waiting for the butterflies and fireworks behind their eyes when they kissed. Wonwoo sucked lightly on Mingyu's bottom lip as he pulled away. The taller of the two stroked his thumb gently along Wonwoo's cheekbones, and wonwoo pressed his face into the warmth of his hand. When Wonwoo opened his eyes, he saw Mingyu smiling down at him.
"What did you want to talk about, love?" Wonwoo whispered.
"Talk is cheap." Mingyu whispered back, lifting Wonwoo to wrap his legs around Mingyu's waist, and looking up at the beauty of him before Wonwoo cupped Mingyu's face with both hands and kissed him with the most love and passion he could muster.
"Kim mingyu?"
"Yes, Jeon Wonwoo?"
"Be mine?"
"I always was, Baby."
Mingyu pressed a kiss to wonwoo's forehead before setting him down. They sat side by side, Wonwoo's head rested on the slightly too high up shoulder beside him, as Mingyu fiddled with his fingers and kissed his hair occasionally.
"Wait, what lessons are you missing?"
"I missed chemistry, but it's okay, we have plenty of out own." Wonwoo smirked.
"You're going to regret that shitty pun, Jeon Wonwoo."
Before Wonwoo knew what was happening, Mingyu had him pinned to the floor and was tickling him mercilessly. As Wonwoo giggled and squirmed and Mingyu laughed above him, it was like time slowed and the two of them realised how happy they truly were.
Wonwoo laid his head back and looked up at Mingyu, who was looking straight back at him, hair falling into his face. He reached his long arm to the right and picked a daisy from the field. He tucked it into Wonwoo's hair, and kissed him slow and long.
"I'm yours, Baby."
"And I'm yours."
