With U // YunGi

One Condition

Yunho toyed with his phone, switching it on and off, swiping through apps absentmindedly, passing it from one hand to another. He did everything he could possibly think off, except to answer the one message he had left on read.

From: Jjongho 💕
Hyung, come to With U right after your interview. Everyone's here. We have some news.

The only reason why Yunho was dreading to reply was because he didn't want to disappoint Jongho, who clearly found out that Yunho was looking for a job behind his back.

Especially when he didn't even get the job.

As Yunho wended his way towards With U, trying to buy time, he wondered what news Jongho meant. And by everyone, did he mean Mingi, too? Was it good news or bad news?

The more he thought about it, the more vexed and frustrated he became. He started to blame Jongho for writing such a vague text in the first place.

But he didn't have to worry any longer, because when he turned the corner to the street where With U was on, his phone rang, and it was from Jongho.

It would be too suspicious to avoid his call, and besides, Yunho's conscience didn't allow him to ignore the man he treated like family.

He slowed his steps and picked up. "Hey. Sorry for not replying your message..."

"You failed, didn't you?" Jongho asked with hesitation. His voice betrayed no hints of his emotions, which Yunho thought was a good thing and a bad thing at the same time.

Yunho used silence to reply.

Jongho sighed, but not in a disappointing way. Perhaps it was good news that he had to share. "It's alright, hyung. You don't need to try anymore."

"Huh?" Yunho stopped entirely, confused. Was Jongho consoling him or scolding him?

"Just--" There was a small pause, as if Jongho was distracted. That was when Yunho heard the din of rush hour traffic on the streets, and the faint sound of an idling engine, which meant Jongho was outside. "Just go to With U. Seonghwa-hyung and Hongjoong-hyung will explain."

"What?" Yunho knew what was coming. "Explain what?"

"Oh, don't worry, hyung. You'll definitely thank me when you come home tonight."

Yunho could practically hear the smirk from the other end of the call. "Don't you dare hang up--"

The line went dead.

Yunho stared at his phone screen, slightly aghast. "He really hung up on his hyung. Unbelievable."

Like a gold coin being inserted into a slot, the sun slid down below the horizon, depriving the world of its warmth. Yunho shoved his hands in his pocket and huffed as he made his way to the familiar building just two blocks ahead.

Yunho was just walking up the driveway when he spotted two people waiting on the doorstep. Instead of going into the building, however, they stepped down onto the gravel path and went around the garage to the back patio, forcing Yunho to follow.

By the time he caught up, Seonghwa and Hongjoong were already seated at one of the round tables.

"Sit," Hongjoong gestured to the only empty chair left. "We heard from Jongho. That's why we knew you were coming."

"Ha, that was quick of him." Yunho laughed softly, rubbing the back of his neck. Then he perked up, craning his neck to look around him. "But... where is he?"

Seonghwa's hand found Yunho's, which was resting on the table, bringing the man's attention back to the owners. "He left a while ago to bring Yeosang home. Frankly, we're the ones with the news."