All That Jazz

About Lunch and Cats

It had been one week of Jongho and Yeosang texting back and forth. Jongho had grew to look forward to the small 'good morning' and 'good night' messages the older sent him and he had already learned about Yeosang. For example had the blonde boy told him that he was an only child and that his father and mother had met at work since his dad was a photographer and his mom a (retired) model. They had talked about everything and anything but Jongho was still surprised when Yeosang asked him out on a date. Well, he hadn't said date but meeting for lunch sounded pretty much like a date in Jongho's mind. And the idea of a real date had left his mind as soon as Yeosang told him that he would take San, Yunho and Mingi with him. So definitely no date. Jongho had been a bit sad about the fact that they wouldn't be alone but maybe it was better like this, to get more comfortable, considering that the last times they had spoken with each other alone it always ended up being rather awkward.

So Jongho decided to take his three friends with him as well, Wooyoung and San were all lovey dovey anyways, always calling each other in the evening and meeting up in any free time they had. Jongho found it cute, sometimes a bit disgusting when they decided it would be a good idea to make out on Wooyoung's and Jongho's living room couch – what luckily just happened once before but he had to throw them off the couch and ban them to Wooyoung's room before they would have went for it while Jongho wanted to work out. He doesn't think they actually had sex yet, his best friend would have told him but he just wanted to make sure it didn't happen anywhere he could possibly sit afterwards. -, but still cute and he was happy for them. And Hongjoong and Seonghwa loved to go out for lunch somewhere cute so it wasn't hard to get them to go with him. Hongjoong and Seonghwa always had small lunch dates anyways even though they didn't call it dates. Jongho knew exactly that both of them wanted it to be dates, the two oldest already almost married in his and everyone elses mind.

So that's why Jongho was now in this cute taco place that wasn't far from campus, squeezed between Yeosang and Mingi. They had trouble getting a table for eight at first but after some rearranging they all settled down. And soon all of them had fallen into mild chatter. Jongho had thought that it might be a bit awkward at the beginning because some of them knew each other but not all and he didn't know how that would went but as soon as Mingi started talking about the new short novel he started working on and Wooyoung talking endlessly about the dress he was working on some celebrity apparently was supposed to wear at the end they all ended up being comfortable with each other pretty fast. He had learned that Mingi and Yunho both were literature majors and a couple since early senior year in high school. He learned that San was a contemporary teacher besides majoring in performance arts like Yeosang. Somewhere in between San telling about himself Jongho catched himself laughing at his best friend who hung on every word the older boy said as if it was the most beautiful poem he ever heard. Jongho was happy that Wooyoung hadn't started drooling, that would have ended in a mess.

At some point Jongho had stopped paying attention to everything that happened around him, happily munching on the nachos he had ordered. It was always hard for him to concentrate with so many people around him, talking and laughing and being loud. He was content when his friends were happy and as long as nobody annoyed him he was fine. Jongho wasn't the biggest talker anyways.

He had just put another chip into his mouth when he felt someone poking his arm, looking over to the person, Yeosang, who smiled at him. The blonde boy looked cute today, even cuter than he normally did, in a big lilac-pink knitted pullover and a pink bear beret, light pink blush on his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. When Jongho had first saw him in front of the restaurant he had to remind himself to breathe because the older one was looking so small and delicate that Jongho preferably just wanted to take him somewhere else and cuddle with him until the older was sick of him.

The soft: "Are you alright?" from Yeosang snapped Jongho out of his thoughts. He was still looking at the older, swallowing and smiling back at him. "Yea, I'm fine, I...just don't really know what to talk about." He scratched his neck, a bit embarrassed, he didn't know why. But all thoughts left his mind when Yeosang giggled, one hand covering his mouth. "You are cute, you aren't the biggest talker in real life, aren't you?" The older was looking at him with a playful glimmer in his eyes which made Jongho's smile turn into a grin. "Well, someone has to be the quiet one when all people around them are so loud." That got him another giggle from Yeosang and an angry "Hey!" from Wooyoung who gave him a glare before turning back to San and Hongjoong, talking about something Jongho didn't know very heatedly.