With U // YunGi

Phone Call

Yeosang wetted the rag in the basin and squeezed the water out before heading out from the washroom.

As he walked across the common room to the big windows at the front, he passed San and Wooyoung, who were feeding each other ice cream in the kitchen. To them, ice cream was suitable for all seasons, at all times.

"Try some of mine, Sannie!" Wooyoung scooped a big spoon and delivered it to San's lips. "It's as sweet as you!"

Yeosang shook his head and turned away, pretending to shield his eyes with his cloth. "Guys, stop showing off, my eyes hurt," he complained jokingly.

"Look at you, look at you! You're missing someone again, aren't you?" San waved his spoon in the air and chuckled. "Come, have some, too. This is really delicious."

Yeosang shook his head again. "You guys enjoy it. Unlike someone--" He paused, glared at Wooyoung, then continued, "I'm a conscientious worker, and I have to clean this window now." He ignored Wooyoung's whines and focused on wiping the stains when he descried a figure coming towards the building from a distance. "Oh, isn't that Yunho?"

The couple scurried to the window, almost pushing Yeosang away. "It is!" Wooyoung exclaimed, right next to Yeosang's ringing ear. "He didn't say he was coming today. Let's share some of this ice cream."

San followed Wooyoung and they crowded at the entrance, surprising Yunho when he sauntered in. Yeosang had tagged along, too, but he was busy looking over Yunho's shoulder instead of greeting the man.

Yunho kindly rejected the offer of ice cream, saying that he was still full from breakfast. Then he noticed Yeosang and smiled. "Sorry, Jongho's not with me today. He said he has something personal to take care of. He was busy all day yesterday as well, so I decided to come here today before I die of boredom at home."

He didn't say that he also needed a distraction from thinking about Mingi's confession all the time.

Yeosang nodded and went back to work, obviously disappointed. San and Wooyoung exchanged looks and followed Yeosang, hoping to cheer him up with their ice cream again.

Seeing that they were all preoccupied, Yunho made up his mind to go to his room - he had yet to find a suitable job after his contract with Jongho ended, and this would be a good chance to focus.

He was just booting up his computer when his phone dinged, and his heart leaped. He had sent a message to Mingi on Saturday morning asking to meet up, but Mingi never replied.

With a swift move of his fingers, Yunho clicked into his newest message in an eye-blink. So quickly, in fact, that he didn't realize it was only a promotional spam message from his Internet service provider.

Yunho scoffed at his own overreaction - his racing heart - and threw his phone onto his bed, deciding to ignore it. "Of course, what did I expect," he mumbled to himself, and turned back to continue browsing.

Less than three minutes had passed before Yunho's phone rang, and he almost jumped out of his seat. Then he remembered the text message from earlier and chastised himself for getting all excited again. "It's probably the bank or something." He reached for his phone and switched the screen off without even checking.

He was about to return to scanning the websites when his phone rang again. He rolled his eyes and got ready to turn his phone off, but while he was holding the power button down, he saw the caller ID and almost dropped the phone in surprise.

Song Mingki 😳😳

Yunho jumped up from his seat and started pacing, panicking and biting his finger nails. He was waiting for a reply, but when the time came he realized he had no idea how to deal with Mingi's response - whatever it was going to be.