With U // YunGi

Dinner Talk

Earlier in the day, Mingi had asked San to help him make a reservation at the best French restaurant he could find, and now he was making his way down to a nearby underground parking lot with Yunho sitting in the shotgun seat of his orange BMW.

Both of them had showered and changed into more presentable clothes. After all, Mingi was bringing his first 'boyfriend' to meet his parents.

"Are you nervous?" Mingi asked - in an attempt to allay his own - as he looked around for a parking spot.

Yunho shook his head. "Mm-mm. I'm used to it. Do you get nervous when you treat a patient?"

"Well, sometimes. But you never even met my parents before."

Mingi put his right hand at the back of the headrest of Yunho's seat and turned his head as he reversed into the parking spot. There was a monitor up front to show him how close he was to the wall, along with mini sirens to warn him when the car was about to crash, but Mingi preferred the traditional way.

"You're right. But if you're anything like them, I wouldn't have to worry." Yunho grinned widely, unaffected by the close proximity with Mingi. He even turned his head to the left so Mingi could almost feel Yunho's breath on his cheek.

Mingi suddenly felt the need to get out of the car and get some fresh air. He did just that. Back in his school days, the doctor used to be the one doing shameless flirting - he never thought he would be someone else's target, much less a man's.

Yunho's smile never left his face as he followed Mingi to the elevators that would bring them to ground level. He found it amusing that he had such an effect on Mingi, and this reminded him of the first time he met Jongho. Although he was receiving money and technically providing the service, he still had fun with his work.

Following San's advice, Mingi had headed out ten minutes earlier than needed. Even so, his parents arrived only minutes after he and Yunho did. They each ordered their own course, and Yunho so sweetly said, "I'll have whatever my boyfriend's having."

With exquisite dishes laid out in front of them, Mingi's parents began their interrogation-style questions, forcing Mingi to put down his fork and listen respectfully. His heart pounded. It was going to be a long night, but not because he didn't trust Yunho. It was the opposite; he didn't trust himself.

Mingi's father's face was filled with wrinkles from his perpetual frowns and disapproving nature. They deepened when he met Yunho's smiling eyes. "Are you really Mingi's boyfriend?"

Mingi looked up abruptly from staring at a spot on the table, horrified by such a pointed and accusing question. His mother elbowed his father in the ribs.

Yunho, however, didn't even waver. Instead, he smiled even brighter and replied confidently, as if he rehearsed this a hundred times and he wasn't pretending to be anyone's boyfriend. "Yes. I'm sorry we never met until now. We actually dated for a month already." Here, he turned to Mingi and placed a hand atop Mingi's hand that was resting on the table.

Mingi got the message. Relax.

Mingi's mother squeezed his husband's thigh under the table to shut him up. She forced a smile on her face. "Ah, is that so? Our son never told as anything about dating."

"Mingki is just shy, aren't you?" Mingi faltered at the sudden nickname. Did San tell him that?

He laughed nervously. "Yea, yeah." When his parents continued to stare at him, he added, "it's not... common to date someone of the same gender as you." Mingi started to babble. "And, and I'm a doctor working in a big hospital, so I don't think it's a good idea to—"