Mark of the Soul

Deux

Mingi stood at the counter, bored, waiting for his next customer. Unfortunately, he wasn't allowed to have his phone out on the job, otherwise he would be texting his boyfriend.

He looked around at the shop's familiar decor. Right beside the door, walls were filled to the brim with shelves of plushies. Different characters from different shows and video games lined the walls. Yeosang, the son of the owner, decorated the place with a cute theme. The chairs and booths were all pastel pink. Even his outfit, which he thought he looked super cute in, was pink. A pink apron adorned his front side, a cute blue string tying it to his slim waist. His pants were usually blue, but he had forgotten to wash his pants, so he was here in white pants that hugged his thighs. His white turtleneck covered up the birthmark on his neck (Hongjoong didn't like if anyone else could see his birthmark, said it was for him to see only).

He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the cute bell ring, signaling that someone came through the door. He looked over at the door and gaped. Two men had come through the door. San, who was Wooyoung's boyfriend, smiled at Mingi and greeted him. Wooyoung came from the back of the shop and squealed, running to his boyfriend. Mingi looked over at them and smiled, happy that his best friend was happy.

He turned his head back to the mysterious man infront of him. He had on black jeans, skinny mind you, and black boots. His metallica shirt was a tie-dye grey and the top was littered with different necklaces. As Mingi was eyeing the necklaces, he saw a mark on his neck. He looked in amazement as he saw the similar semi colon birthmark on the mans neck. He finally took a look at the man's face. While he didn't gasp, he felt a wierd attraction to the man that he had never felt before. His skin looked flawless and it seemed that he didn't have much makeup on. The eyelids that covered his deep, handsome dark eyes were lightly dusted with a light brown eyeshadow, somehow adding to the mysterious look. He ran his hand through his soft brown hair, but that didn't stop it from falling a centimeter above where his eyes were gazing onto Mingi.

Mingi was brought out of his thoughts by a cough from San. The fellow 20 year old looked at Yunho with a gaze that Mingi couldn't quite interpret. Yunho rolled his eyes and walked up to the counter where Mingi was perched. Without waiting for Mingi to try to speak, the man spoke up.

"Good afternoon beautiful, my names Yunho. I'll have a iced americano, and make it as sweet as you look."