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it was around 5:30 when vernon walked through the door, with seungkwan and his friend behind him. minghao had already made a simple dinner; he was waiting in the living room.

"hao, we're here," vernon's voice rang out through the house. minghao stood up, stretched, then walked to the dining room.

"minghao, this is seungkwan and junhui. guys, this is my friend, minghao," vernon introduced them, everyone all smiles.

"minghao, it's a pleasure to meet you. vernon likes talking about you. also, what a pretty place you have," seungkwan smiled, and minghao couldn't help but notice how adorable he is. minghao nodded slightly, smiling at vernon.

"oh, shit, sorry. hey, i'm junhui," junhui said in mandarin, which caused minghao to smile. he hasn't met another person who speaks mandarin.

"hey, i guess you know i'm minghao," minghao awkwardly said, scratching his head gently. junhui smiled, his brown eyes becoming crescent moons.

"i made dinner, if you guys are hungry. vernon, you can show them where the food is. i'll be upstairs if you need me. the playstation is set up, also," minghao commented, walking up the stairs. once in his room, he took out his laptop and his notebook, and started practicing his korean.

maybe a half hour later, there was knock on his door. minghao jumped back slightly; he wasn't expecting it.

"come in," he called, going back to do whatever he was doing before.

"i really hope you don't mind me bothering you," junhui said, closing the door behind him. minghao looked up, a shocked expression on his face. the two stared at each other for a few moments, before junhui spoke up.

"i can go if you want me to," junhui stammered, hand going back to open the door.

"no, no you can stay. just thought you would rather be with the boys," minghao responded, motioning for junhui to sit down. junhui hesitated at first, but then headed toward minghao.

"your room is cozy. are you practicing korean," junhui questioned, peaking at minghao's notebook.

"thanks. and yea, i kind of suck at it. i don't know how vernon understands me at times," minghao laughs, earning a quiet chuckle from junhui.

"it's nice to have some one to talk to in mandarin. it's so much easier speaking our native language," junhui sighs, picking up one of minghao's pens and playing with it. minghao finds himself smiling for some reason.

"so how'd you meet vernon," junhui asked, crossing his legs on the bed. minghao chuckled.

"at a gsa meeting. we just clicked," minghao smiled, fondly remembering the memory.

"oh, gsa? i didn't get any vibes from you. please don't be offended by that," junhui pleaded, which just earned a chuckle from minghao.

"that's kind of how i like it. but, no, i'm gay and transgender," and there it was. he just outed himself to someone he just met. junhui's eyes got big, but then he smiled.

"it's brave of you to come out to me. and you don't even know me," junhui cooed, causing minghao to blush.

"enough about me. what about you," minghao asked, smiling gently. junhui concluded that at that moment he liked minghao.

"well, i'm gay. and i really enjoy dancing," junhui explained, which made minghao smile even more.

"i went to school for dance and art, actually," minghao stated, earning a chuckle from junhui.

"never would've thought that, actually," junhui sighed, laying back on minghao's bed. minghao sighed as well, not knowing what else to do.

"how'd you meet seungkwan," minghao asked later, which caused junhui to sit back up. minghao took this split second to admire junhui's features. his brown eyes shined brightly in the sun bathed room. his purple hair looked extremely soft, minghao had the urge to reach out and touch it.

"met him where he worked. i was a regular at bubble tea, and eventually we got to talking. the rest is history," junhui looked at minghao, a smile on his face. they just stared at each other for a few seconds before they both looked away, shy smiles on their faces.

"do you live far from here," minghao asked, leaning forward, closing his laptop to give junhui his whole attention.

"maybe a ten minute drive," junhui responded, playing with minghao's pen again.

"mind if i doodle on you," junhui asked, raising the pen a little bit. minghao's eyes widened slightly, but he nodded nonetheless. minghao scooted closer, then offered up his arm.

"sorry, i just like doodling on people. calms me down," junhui mumbled, starting to draw random designs on minghao's arm. minghao smiled once again; he's done that a lot with junhui being around.

"don't be sorry. you can always talk to me, if you need it. at least you now know someone who speaks mandarin," minghao chuckled, suddenly interested in whatever junhui was doing. junhui stopped for a few seconds to look at minghao, then continued with what he was he was doing.

"thank you, hao."

"yea, no problem, jun."