heartstrings • seventeen au

six.

"Mingyu!" The said man turns around tiredly. He had been up the whole day, endlessly cooking up meals for the king and his brother. Adding to the fact Minghao was practically venting his heart out as he did so.

"Hm?" Mingyu answers. Seungkwan stomps his way to the taller man as he aggressively fixes his hair. "You will not believe what I had to go through today." The younger man starts. Mingyu raises an eyebrow as takes a bite of a piece of chocolate that he had previously stored in the fridge.

"Soonyong, that bitch, took me out to find a bunch a teenagers to work for this place! Even worse? In the rain!"

"Seungkwan I know, I was the one who helped come up with this plan-" The blue-haired man shushes him quickly.

"Not the point. Mingyu, I cannot comprehend how much I suffered out there-" At this point Mingyu had tuned out Seungkwan's voice and could only see his lips and hands move exaggeratedly with no sound accompanying it. His eyes slowly stray to the door that had opened behind the younger.

Out the door emerges Choi Seungcheol, who briefly waves at him and opens the door slightly wider. Mingyu watches with amusement the people who emerge from the door.

First comes out a boy with dark brown hair and was wearing a baggy shirt much too big for him. Next comes another boy, slightly smaller in height but looks more mature than the previous and has bright pink-peach hair and facial features that one would compare to a feline.

And lastly, another boy comes through the door and closes it. Mingyu swears his heart stops right at that moment.

Perhaps this is the most beautiful boy he had ever come across.

The boy has dark black permed hair that perfectly compliments his sharp features. His round glasses sit perched on the bridge of his nose as his eyes sparkle from the bright lights. The taller man's eyes move towards his neck and Mingyu bets he could stab someone with that jawline.

And if that wasn't enough to make him melt right then and there, the boy just had to slick his damp his hair back and Mingyu internally combusts.

"Mingyu? MINGYU!" Seungkwan snaps his fingers and Mingyu immediately shakes out of his trance.

He hears Seungcheol chuckle. "That's Kim Mingyu, head chef. Feel free to come to him whenever you're craving anything."

Mingyu would have retorted with something like, please don't, I have enough mouths to feed in this household, but if it wasn't for that boy's blank stare- oh boy that was not happening.

The three immediately bow and politely greet him, "Nice to meet you!".

The tall man nods and Seungcheol leads them to the next room.

Mingyu tries to ignore the fact that the dark-haired boy glanced at him one last time as he leaves the room.

Seungkwan looks back at Mingyu and says "Looking at them again, I think they might be older than me...

Anyways, continuing-"