Jeong Yunho.
July 25th, 1980. | Friday, 2:58 PM."Stop taking all the freaking blanket, Yunho," Mingi grumbles sleepily, kicking him as he attempts to steal back some of the blankets that were snatched by his friend. Yunho groaned and proceeded to pull the covers in his direction, leaving none for Mingi. "Yunho!"
"Shh, I'm sleeping," Yunho shushed the other in a murmur, resting his head under the pillow as the daylight peeked through the small cottage window.
Mingi huffs in reply, shivering from the cold as Yunho takes all the blanket away from him, leaving him nothing but a corner. "I'm cold!" Mingi screams as he shoves Yunho off of the bed, the two shouting at each other until Mingi's father barged into the room and told them to shut up.
Mingi's family constantly goes on camping trips during the summer and springtime as a family tradition, but after Han's death, Mingi stopped going and stayed with his grandparents in the guest bedroom. His parents struggled to bring him along, often telling Mingi that it's the nicest way to ignore his problems for a little while, but Mingi merely dismissed the idea with a shake of his head.
Nonetheless, Mingi's mother saw how happy Mingi had grown recently, especially when he was with Yunho, so she suggested to Mingi that he should invite Yunho to their camping trip. She was doubtful at first, knowing that Mingi would reject the suggestion and tell her that he doesn't want to go, but without a second thought, Mingi agreed and invited Yunho to his family's camping trip at their typical cabin that was located near a pretty lake and enveloped by large trees.
The minute Mingi uttered the words 'camping' and 'far away', Yunho packed his suitcases a week before from how eager he was to go.
However, at the cabin, there were only three rooms that were for Mingi's parents, Mingi's older brother, and Mingi. There wasn't a place for Yunho to sleep unless he wanted to sleep in the living room, and that was out of the question since the living room had an eerie feeling at night. The only choice for Yunho was to sleep with Mingi or his older brother, and Yunho was not going to sleep with Mingi's older brother."How did you boys sleep?" Mingi's mother asked as she places down the orange juice for Mingi, the two grumblings in response, and tiredly ate their food. "I take that as a goodnight rest."
"Yunho kept stealing the blanket from me," Mingi muttered, scowling at Yunho when he kicked him under the table. "And he kicked me!"
"Oh please, you were stinking up the whole room last night! I thought I was going to suffocate," Yunho complains, suppressing a laugh when Mingi sputtered over his words.
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