SHE WASN’T A MISTAKE

Mingyu’s going back to his house, leaving all his work. He doesn’t care to hear his father’s nags
anymore.
He can’t believe how could Wonwoo changed such that cold, he throw his cars key on the rack,
took off his shoes, loosen his tie. He gets into his room and slamming the door. Put his bag on
table, and then he’s lying down on bed.
When he closes eyes, he could see Wonwoo’s images everywhere. He likes to see how sweet
Wonwoo smiles and he missed everything regarding him. Mingyu takes his phone and look at the
pictures he secretly took at construction place.
No matter how age changed Wonwoo, he always looks great and managed to make Mingyu’s
heart racing. Every pictures of Wonwoo looks so aesthetic.
“Wonu, I know you must be hates me because the things I’ve written on the letter 6 years ago.
But I had too… I’ve been forced…” Mingyu paused. He can taste salty tears flowing on lips.
He linked it and he keeps crying, “I-I really sorry, Wonu…”

-Flashback-

After 6 years, finally Mingyu comeback from Canada to his hometown, the place where he was
born.
He were looking everywhere at the airport, scanning if there is something change or new, then
he text to Seungcheol.
“Hyung, I’m comeback” sent to the older, hoping that Seungcheol never change his number
phone.

“Welcome home, Master Mingyu” his company’s worker welcomed him with bowed.
“Thank you…” Mingyu grinned warmly.
“Let me bring your beg” Mingyu gave his languages to the other after that Mingyu been told that
he has to meet his father at office.
He has not yet to see his house, he sighed and he hates how selfish his father was.
Mingyu’s watching all around Seoul, the city not much change; he smiles as he recalled
something, “Wonu, I’m comeback now” he whispered in mind.

Later, Mingyu sees his father, “Welcome home, Son” he hugged him and patted his back.
“Thanks, Dad…I’m happy, I finally came back…So you don’t have to go to Canada just to visit me”
said Mingyu with a weak smiled.

Afterward, they have talking about how’s Mingyu flight and some common things. Until his
father told him, about their new company KMG.
He was surprised to know his father built it without he knows it. He has some little arguments
with the old man.
Donggyu (his father), has made the company last year on Mingyu’s 23 years old, birthday.
Moreover, his father has built few hypermarket under KMG by had used others contractions
companies but for KMG’s new building, they planned to built a Mall and Donggyu selected Jeon’s
cooperation.

That’s was gave Mingyu a huge impacted. “Dad, you know t-that is Wonu’s father’s...Company,
right?”
“Yes…I know…So what’s the problem?”
“The problem is dad…its Wonu’s…You don’t want me to meet him yet you choose his company”
Mingyu firmly said.
Donggyu sighs, “Son, I choose their company because they’ve been one of the greatest
contractions companies currently. Everyone wants to uses them….And about Wonu, it’s not like
you gonna go back to date him, right? He probably has someone else now, Mingyu”

It’s like stabbing Mingyu on heart, he felt hurt by his own father. He thought his father would
changes as he obeyed his parent’s wished but the man was never change.

“If you want or don’t want…You still have to…Go to meet them, tomorrow” Donggyu informed.
Mingyu looked down and sighed. He shook head, “Dad, I just come back”
“No excuse, this is your own company, you need to know how to handle it by your own mind” his
father’s continued focusing on his files.
His son opened his mouth, wants to say something but it closed again. Mingyu thought he should
agree with it.
“I’m going home now…” he said as he walked through the door.
“Go now, your mother miss you so much….See you at home soon” Donggyu told with look at
him. Mingyu nodded and stepped out from the room.

---- ---- ----

Mingyu arrive home, his mother and sister welcomed him warmly, they changed story and he
tells them about the new company.
His mother and sister also surprised by Donggyu's decision.
“Mingyu…? Do you think you can handle this?” his mother asked, she doubt if her son could face
his ex lover’s family.
He sighs and shook head as responded to his mother’s question, “I don’t know, Mom…My head
is going to explore anytime soon”

His mother and younger sister only could fell silent without give any reply; they also don’t ideas
how to soothe him.
Then, his mother told him to rest. He went to his room, nothing change since the last time he left
this place.

His lips curve up as he recalls his memories about Wonwoo, he still can see that Wonwoo’s
studying on his desk, they were lying and chilling on bed like other best friend does.
This room also a witness of his confession, first kiss and he made a love with Wonwoo and
suddenly he feels heat rising on both of his side face. He laughed as he thought about something
‘pervert’.
He then sat on the bed, his hand’s running on the surfers; he was thinking how Wonwoo looks
right now? His ex lover already 25 years old, he wants to see if Wonwoo still shorter than him or
grown a bit taller.

Unexpectedly, Mingyu a received a message from Seungcheol, he opened it immediately.

“Oh … Hello... Since, when you arrived?” Seungcheol asked in text.
It’s quite awkward when after few years stopped talking. Mingyu think he just wants to call
Seungcheol, he’s thinking for few seconds and then he calls him.

“Hello, hyung…” Mingyu greeted with hesitation tone.

“Yes, Mingyu…Long time no see…” he could hear his best friend chuckled, softly.
After that, Mingyu asks Seungcheol if he some free time to go out, he wants to meet him and
Seungcheol agreed.

---- ---- ----

They met at their café, they often go there during high school, Mingyu and Seungcheol are
looking at each other and laughed realizing how weird they’re now, they suppose to be
friendlier.
They hugged each other and released, “How’s your flight, Mingyu? I mean how are you, now?”
Both of them sits down, facing one another, “I’m fine…So how about you lately, hyung?”
“I’m fine” Seungcheol smiled, mildly.
“You look different” Mingyu chuckled.
“You too…” Seungcheol grant a soft punched at the taller’s shoulder.

Afterward, they talked about each other life, what happened on 6 years. Seungcheol told that
he’s has good job, big house, makes good money for his parent just only he hasn’t found his love
yet.
Mingyu were telling him the same that he still hasn’t found anyone yet. His best friend knows
that Mingyu’s holding himself from ask him about Wonwoo. But he simply ignored it.
They’ve become less awkward as they recall their old memories at school and Mingyu can’t hold
his desire not more.

“Hyung, how’s Wonu right now?” this is what Seungcheol’s waiting for.
“Mingyu…I want to say, I’m sorry...Because I can’t tell you anything about him” Seungcheol
sighed while lower head.
The taller frowns as he’s wondering if Wonwoo already has someone else like his father told him.
“B-but why, hyung…?”
“He told not to tell anyone about him” Seungcheol can’t meet eye to eye with Mingyu, he wasn’t
sure if he scared, mad or guilty.

“What’s wrong, hyung…? Just tell me” Mingyu voiced has raised a bit.
“I’m sorry, Mingyu…I promised him…If you want to know about him…You’ve to meet him by
yourself” eventually, Seungcheol looked at the younger.
Mingyu sighs, he simply wanted to shout at Seungcheol and tells all the reason, yet, he knows no
matter how he tries, Seungcheol won’t say anything, because his best friend is someone who
grips the promise so well. He gave up.
“Okay…Hyung…I understand” he nodded. Seungcheol could read that Mingyu aren’t satisfied,
however, he cannot do anything, because Wonwoo’s heart is more than important to protect.

There was silent for a moment, then, Mingyu starts to talk again, “I-I going home now” he stood
up and bowed at Seungcheol.
The older stand after him, he patted Mingyu’s shoulder and give a brotherly hugs. They’re trying
the best not to let tears fall from eyes.
“See you…Next time” Mingyu said along a small smiled on lips. Seungcheol gave a nod as replied.

It is not easy to feel not inelegant for Seungcheol who has kept some secret. He eyes keep
watching the taller, someone that he always takes care like a younger brother before.
“I’m sorry, Mingyu” he sighed, sadly.

---- ---- ----

-Mingyu’s Pov-

I feel very enraged on Seungcheol hyung. Did he hide something from me? Because I can feel it,
he shouldn’t do this to me.
What on the earth Wonu wants to see me? I don’t think he want to meet me.
Tomorrow I will go to his father’s company. If the luck on my side, I probably could see Wonu. I
wish I could meet him again.
I was lying down and trying myself to sleep.

-Next day

I’m ready to go and have meeting with Wonu’s father, I was very nervous when my driver
stopped this car in front of the building. I’m so surprised to see huge a building. I felt proud for
Wonu and his father as they’ve been worked very hard on their business.
I pray everything will be alright; I took a deep breath and exhaled. I get off from the car.

I started walking into the building with other 4 workers of mine, escorts from left and right sides
of me and there a girl waited for us.
She greeted with a bowed and told us to follow her; she brings us to meeting room.
“Thank you” I said to the girl. She bowed and smiled then she went out from thise room. My
workers and I are waiting patiently for Wonu’s father to come.

Few minutes later, I hear the door opens. I assumed Wonu’s father has arrived.
But I saw a young man’s wearing leather jacket, his figure looks familiar to me. The guy lifted up
his face, on that time my heart dormant.
“W-wonu…” I stood up as called his name. I could aware my workers are giving me weird look.

“K-kim … M-mingyu?” Wonu got stuttered when his eyes’ seeing me.

Then, noticing both of us has been given uncomfortable gazes from my workers; therefore, I sit
down on my chair slowly and Wonu started to talk, he’s introducing himself.
I was fallen deep in shock as I heard he’s now a vice-president and also a vendor. I smiled a little
bit. I felt my heart’s pouring with proud knowing that Wonu’s dream come true. I still remember
he had told me that he wants to be someone reliable, so that his father could be proud of him.
He’s also has massive changes on his looks and voice too. I wanted to cry, I don’t know why but
there is my feeling just now.
I keep staring at him, I able to see get he’s scares…Are you scare of me, Wonu? I didn’t mean to
makes you fear. He avoided my gazes every time our eyes met.

Luckily, we ended our meeting methodically, ignoring about our feeling.

I’m excited when we have to shake hands, when our palms touched one another, its feels like a
thing hit on my heart, I can’t express in words about the feel. But my heart’s beating rapidly.
“I hope we can cooperate well” I told with smirked. He replied, but his eyes still not dare to see
mine. Right after that, we leave him alone.

But I don’t feel unsatisfied I’m going back to his office after I told my driver to go somewhere.
I have some talked with his secretary, she seems don’t allow me to Wonu’s room but who’s
cares, but I still insist and get into the room.
I just standing here for awhile and looking around his room, then I could sense someone is
behind me. I turned around and I see it was Wonu and I smiled.

“Wonu…” I called softly. I opened my hands to give him a hug but he stepped backward. I’m
shocked. What’s wrong with him?
“Wonu…?” His eyes stare at me, that glance I’ve never seen that before. It’s went all dark. I felt
hurt.
“What d-did y-you want, Mr Kim?”
Does he just calling me ‘Mr Kim’ …? I really think something wasn’t right on Wonu.

I ask him if he was okay, he slight yells at me, “Of course I’m not okay! What did you want from
me? There is nothing between us anymore”
I only could blinked on his remarked, I supposes to say something, “Wonu, we are best friends,
very good friends and we had--”
“Stop…! Don’t say it! We never fall in love” he shouted with his deep voice, he never raises his
voice on me or anyone else.
Wonu, what has happened to you? Where is Wonu that I love? Someone who always calm, even
you’re mad you just stay quite.

I fell silent because I’m too shocked. I thought he would feel same as me. Then, he told me to get
out from his room.
I called him again. I just got a shouted “Get out” from Wonu. I see he walked straight to his chair.
I was thinking I have to give him a little space, maybe he couldn’t manage to accept the fact that
I’ve comeback after 6 years, I left him.
I’m sorry, Wonu.

“We will meet again, Wonu” I told him and moves myself from his room.

-End Flashback-

After that, I got another surprises again not only by new cold side of him, now he also has a little
girl with him.

In truth, it is just a coincidence that I met a little girl at the park. As I saw she needs help on that
time, so I helped by paid her ice creams. For make sure she’s stay safe, I accompany her go back
to her brother.
Her brother was Wonu, this is another reason give me heart attack. I knew Wonu loves babies
and kids since first time I know him, to him those creatures are cute, need protection and sweet.
But never thought he would adopt someone.
Or did he got married? Nahhh…I don’t think so….Maybe Wonu really adopts her. She’s kinda look
alike me I’ve to admitted that. At some part she does look like Wonu. Her face is like mixed of
Wonu and me. He knows how to choose a right kid to adopt. I smiled widely.

-End Mingyu’s pov-

Certainly, if Wonwoo heard what Mingyu has said, pretty sure he’ll give a firm slaps on the taller
heads and tell him that he’s stupid.
Reliably, Mingyoung would look like them, she is their daughter.

---- ---- ----

By the time, Wonwoo arrived at office, get into his room, he sees his father is waiting for him
inside.
He sees his father is waiting for him inside, “Dad!” he ran to the middle-age man and gave a
hugged.
“My son…Are you doing well? How’s Mingyoung now?” Wonim patted Wonwoo’s shoulder.
“Mingyoung is fine…She’s always fine” Wonwoo grinned, then he adds, “I’m so glad you’re here,
Dad” he is still like a little boy when he met his father. He hugged him again.
“You must be missed me so much, huh?” Wonim said jokingly. He wondered why his son acted
this way. There’s having be something Wonwoo’s hiding.

“Have sit, Dad” they sat down, “Dad, I have something to tell you…”
“I knew it Wonu…” Wonim sighed.
Wonwoo swallowed as he assumed his father already know about Mingyu.
“Bohyuk just informed me about yesterday, when I arrived here….Why you didn’t tell me the
truth Wonu?” his father asked with glaze stared.
“Because I don’t want makes you worry about me…” Wonwoo held his bottom lip in between his
teeth.
He heard Wonim sighs, “Of course I will worry about you, Wonu…Bohyuk also worried about
you…He was shocked you didn’t tell him about the company…He thought everything is fine” his
father indeed concern throws him.
Wonwoo didn’t say anything or make any sound, he just stared blankly at floor, Wonim know his
son is scared right now.
“We supposed to know earlier that KMG cooperation is under Kim’s…KMG is stands for Kim Min
Gyu…His father made a company for him before he return from Canada…I overlooked at that
point, if I know, Bohyuk can replace your place and deal with them…This is must hard for you, I’m
so sorry, my son” his father sounded very guilty.
Wonwoo shook his head, , “Is okay, Dad…I don’t think I can run from him forever” he lifted up
and smiled at Wonim.
“Are you sure, you’ll be okay, Wonu? You have to face him for almost 1 year or more until their
mall completely done” he frowned at his son.
“I guess I should be more courageous….Believe me, dad…I can do it” Wonwoo don't want his
father got stressed because of old story between him and Mingyu.

“Does he know about Mingyoung?” Wonim asked.

Wonwoo’s telling his father about Mingyu and Mingyoung incident. Wonim was so shocked
almost give him heart attack. But gladly Mingyu believed what Wonwoo told him regarding
Mingyoung.

“Wonu, I don’t think I can forgive Mingyu for what he has done to you but it wasn’t his fault
either...I don’t know how to say about this issues….I just wish the best for you” Wonim clasped
his son’s hand.
“Thank you so much, dad” Wonwoo smiled as he went to his father and hugged him. He was
thankful his father has a little change; ever since he became a grandfather, he started reducing
his temperamental.

---- ---- ----

Seungcheol calls Junhui, Seokmin and Soonyoong to meet up at his house. He waited for them
till he heard the doorbell rang. He went to the door and opened it. He saw three of them were
standing there. Seungcheol invited them to come in.
“What’s up, Hyung?” Junhui asked.
They has settled sat down, they’re still waiting for Seungcheol answer Junhui’s question.
Seungcheol is brood over his best friends with serious face. They could felt something is not
good.
“Mingyu is comeback” he finally said it. They’re startled by the news, then, Seokmin and Junhui
sighed in dismay.
“W-when…?” asked Soonyoung, blinked.
“Yesterday….” Seungcheol notification left them resentful, they thinks why after 6 years now he
needs to come back? He shouldn’t have to bother Wonwoo anymore.

“So did Wonu hyung know about this?” Seokmin asked anxiously while his thumb’s playing with
index finger.
“He met Mingyu at a meeting yesterday” Seungcheol sighed and rubbed his neck, he looks so
depressed.
Another three of his buddies drowned of silence occurred right after the statement that
Seungcheol made. They can’t imagine how Wonwoo’s reaction when he met with Mingyu.

“We can’t leave him alone like this, Hyung” Junhui start felt a qualm in this problem.
“Yes..Hyung” Seokmin agreed with Junhui. They doesn’t know what the matter, but Mingyu’s
name making feel they have to be Wonwoo’s shield on his side.
Soonyoung sent astonished glances to Seokmin and Junhui as he seen how they reacted. Why
does two of them acted like protective boyfriends?

Seungcheol only nods and lift up his head to meets them, “But we literally can’t do anything…We
could simply make sure Wonu is alright”
“And don’t ask Wonu about Mingyu, please” the oldest added. Seokmin and Junhui gave an
apologize look at him and Soonyoung nodded agreed with Seungcheol.

They suddenly realize where their place to be with Wonwoo. Afterward, they escape the stresses
to accept the return of Kim Mingyu.
They started talking about other things, like what if they came across with the taller,
inadvertently or unintentionally. Because sooner or later they’re sure they’ll meet him.
 ---- ---- ----

Few days later, Wonwoo feel rather fortunate not to meet with Mingyu temporarily, it was
enough to Wonwoo rests his mind.

However, today Wonwoo has to mentally prepare, because he’ll have meeting with Mingyu
again. Feels like hell is coming back to him and only left a day before Mingyoung’s 6 year old
birthday.
Wonwoo’s asking best friends and his parent to set up small party for Mingyoung at the park, by
reason of she likes the place.
While Wonwoo’s talking with his mother on phone, at meeting room. He doesn't notice Mingyu
already inside the room and heard half of the conversations. But the taller simply perceived
Wonwoo until he ended the call.

“So, Mingyoung is your sister’s name?” the taller asked.

Wonwoo with pleasantly surprised he blinks as he’s see Mingyu’s sparkling eyes close to him,
he’s wishing Mingyu doesn’t hear his conversation. Then, he’s back to reality; he changed his
views from the younger stared.

“Hmmm…” Wonwoo pleaded on Mingyu’s inquired.

“Can I join the party?” Mingyu asked cheerfully, like an innocent boy.

“I think we should start our work, right now” the older is leaving a question without an answer
was given.
Mingyu pouted at Wonwoo who stayed with his ‘blank’ expression, he knew if he forced
Wonwoo to give a reply, the older won’t say anything. So, he decided to start their paper works.

It’s was rather inelegant, when only two of Mingyu and Wonwoo are sitting site by site on the
room. Wonwoo mindful of Mingyu gazed keep focusing on him while he’s working. The taller
stare at Wonwoo rather than doing his work.
Their slightly knees collided occurring as rectify their positions, they looked at each other straight
into eyes.
There some tensions seemed haunting them, Mingyu smirked and deliberately brings his face
closer with Wonwoo. Making the older eyes opens massively. At the speed of light, he distanced
his face from the taller.

“M-mr Kim…What are you doing?” Wonwoo swallowed, shifting his face and facing at ground to
hide that he’s blushing.
Mingyu wiped his own nose, pleased to making Wonwoo’s blushed. He could see the older ears
turned red.
“I didn’t do anything, just your face has something” Mingyu showed a sly smiled.
“Has something…?” Wonwoo mumbled in deepest voice as his hand’s checking his face.
He frowns at Mingyu, “There is something on my face?” unconsciously, Wonwoo asked it to
Mingyu. Perhaps because they had been so close before, Wonwoo sometimes forget what has
happening to them presently.

Mingyu smirks again and nods, “Yes…A beauty stuck on your face” he winked and continued his
works.
Wonwoo direct paused by the words, his heart stopped momentarily. He wanted to give a punch
on the taller face. But if he gives it, he’s pretty sure Mingyu would enjoy it, the taller is weird kid.
So he attempts to play this game.
“You have something on you face too?” his deep voice draw attention from the younger to look
at him.
“Handsomeness…?” Mingyu raised eye brow.
“No! Ugliness…” Wonwoo said subsequently rolled eyes.
“Hmm…Is sound like a lie….But is okay…” The taller shrugged. He knew Wonwoo can’t resist his
handsome face.
“Whatever….” Wonwoo said with annoyingly tone.

“I’m still handsome, right?” Mingyu smiled and stirs a little closer to Wonwoo.
Wonwoo wanted to laugh; it was their typical question since high school. But when he
remembers about Mingyoung, he felt offended and disappointed.
“Can we just continue our works, Mr Kim?” his voice turned serious.
“Mr Kim…? Who’s Mr Kim? … Wonu, could you just call me Mingyu….Like usual” Mingyu sighed
in dismay.
“We’re working…” Wonwoo short replied.
“Alright…So after work…Just call me Mingyu…I repeat… Mingyu” the taller said his name in cutely
voice.
Wonwoo bite lips, trying harder not to smiles. Then, they notice is time for them to go back.

They stood up, Wonwoo bowed at Mingyu, “Drive carefully, Wonu” the younger sounds so
caring and tender, makes the older shivered and melted, he just gave an awkward smiled to
Mingyu.
Mingyu saw that small smile on Wonwoo’s lips it was enough for made him go insane.
He sees the older close the door, Mingyu still gladly to have some chatted and teased with
Wonwoo, just like their old days. He missed the times so much. He feels tears begin to cover his
views. He wiped it and ready to going home.

While Mingyu’s driving, he’s keep thinking a plan for tomorrow. Since he heard where Wonwoo
would make the party for his ‘adopt’ sister. He smirks and says, “Just wait and see”

---- ---- ----

-The Next Day

Although, they just make small party for Mingyoung but she’s still felt grateful to have her
mother, grandparent and her uncle, Bohyuk, also another uncles (Wonwoo’s best friends) on her
side.
They bought plenty boxes of gifts to her. Every moment makes her felt like she’s the luckiest girl
in world.
“The cake is ready” Wonwoo’s mother gently yelled, putting the cake on table in front of
Mingyoung. Boyoung baked the cake by herself only for her lovely granddaughter.
Mingyoung’s waiting excitedly to make a wish and blow the candles. She looked her mother.
“Can we do it now, Omma?” she grinned, looking at her mother for permission.
Wonwoo nods “make a wish now, Mingyoung” he told his daughter and gave her the cakes knife.
She takes it and gripped it tightly; Mingyoung started close her eyes and wishing.
“I want to meet my father and I want to know how he’s look like” she said in heart.
Mingyoung opened her eyes and blows the candles. Everybody gives applause to her. Wonwoo
kissed her cheek, “You already 6 years old now…I’m so proud of you” she been given motherly
hugged from Wonwoo. She felt was deeply touched.
“Thank you, Omma” she kissed her mother’s cheek.

“Happy birthday, Mingyoung…!”

Surprisingly, they heard a male voice, quite deep and familiar. They lifted up their heads, to see
who the owner of the voice was.
It was Mingyu who shouted at her. Everyone is shocking to see the taller here. Except
Mingyoung, she’s so excited to meet with Mingyu again.

“Uncle!” she’s running to the taller, Wonwoo directly frozen and startled until he could not
distinguish whether he was dreaming or reality.
Mingyoung never go to someone she’s only met in short time. Mingyu and Mingyoung just met
only once, last week at park.
Wonwoo was about to passed out as he’s seeing Mingyu bended down, opened his arms and
Mingyoung hugs the taller, in front of his eyes. Rumble’s running all over Wonwoo.
Mingyu gave her a box and a bouquet of while, purple and light pink roses. Mingyoung felt so
spectacular and she hugs him again. Felling warmly and sweet, she wished her father is as warm
as Mingyu’s embrace.

She turns around and looks at her mother, “Omma…Your best friend came!” she forgot about
the rules already when she sees Mingyu.
The taller frowned at her remarked ‘Omma’. Maybe she’s referring to Wonwoo’s mother but
since when Mingyu be friend with Wonwoo’s mother? Mingyoung’s holding hand to hand with
Mingyu. And pulling the taller to her mother.
The taller gives a bowed to all of them. He’s indeed a polite and mannerly guy. Even it was very
cumbersome to meet his old friends again. He still managed to provide a smile to show.
Wonwoo’s father, Junhui and Seokmin are smoldering fury to see Mingyu, they stepped forward
and seem like blocking the taller to get near with Wonwoo.
While Seungcheol and Soonyoon simply watch and see what’s gonna happens, they doesn’t want
to get this situation be worst.
“What did you want, Mingyu?” Junhui asked sternly. His actions made bewilder to Mingyu.

“Jun please stops, today is Mingyoung’s birthday ….Anyone, please don’t ruin it” the deep voice
looked each of who’s protecting him from Mingyu.
Wonwoo put a sad look to them. They tried to tranquilize themselves. They have to pay some
respect to Wonwoo and Mingyoung.
Mingyoung frowns, worriedly at those adults, “You guys, okay?” Her voices hear that she scared
with the present situation. Her hands clasped Mingyu’s hands more robust.
“Of course, dear…They’re fine” Wonwoo’s mother tried to calm her, caressing her hair. Boyoung
sent a death glances at them, which is mean ‘stop fight’.

Fortunately, they settled their indignation quickly, is all because of Mingyoung. They returned to
their seats and Boyoung lend cakes to them and also for Mingyu. The taller shows an affable
smile to Boyoung and says, “Thank you” but she just nodded and smiled awkwardly.

Despite, today there are no longer beaming to them because of Mingyu's abruptly appear.
They’re just observing how Mingyoung and Mingyu are having some talk.
Mingyu’s listening one by one of her story, Mingyoung wasn’t a girl that she’s can easily talk with
any stranger, only Mingyu makes her feel different.
Wonwoo remained silent himself, he doesn’t know how to acts on this circumstances. Mingyu
and Mingyoung look as if they have known each other for a long time.
He’s seeing cordial between the father and daughter, his heart became ripped. Wonwoo itself,
finding it hard to explains.

Seungcheol, Junhui and Seokmin could be seen in their eyes that they were envious of Mingyu.
While, Soonyoon simply enjoyed his cakes and talking with Wonwoo’s father about business
issues, he tried to divert attention so reduce their tensions.
Mingyoung felt very glad her ‘prince charming’ came to her party and listened to her story
what’s she felt for today, she also nearly to slip of the tongue when she about to call Wonwoo
‘Omma’ in front Mingyu.

Half hour has passed the taller thought he should go now.

“I’m going home first” Mingyu informed. He could see Seokmin and Junhui didn’t even bother to
look at him also Wonwoo’s father just gave a nodded without looking.
“Thank you for coming, Mingyu” Boyoung said along a sad sighed.
He bowed at them; Wonwoo was still not looks at him.

“Thank you for coming, Unlce…It is so grateful” Mingyoung bowed 90 degrees at Mingyu. His
heart skipped a beat that time.
The taller can’t understand what’s going with his heart just now. He feels a little sad to leave the
girl. He never has those feels before. He lowers himself to be as her level.

He smiles while controlling his tears not let it fall, “You’re welcome” his arms around the girl,
she’s so happy inside his warmth arms.
Wonwoo changed his views to other side, he’s doesn’t darling to look at those scene, his heart is
so weak to watch it.
Boyoung showed motherly smiles and secretly wipe her tears, she felt so balmy to see how close
Mingyu and Mingyoung.

Mingyu stands up and say goodbye to her. He bowed for second time and left.
“Bye Uncle!” Mingyoung waved. The taller turns and waved back at her.

---- ---- ----

When Mingyu arrived at home, he began to feel something in his heart, he is still did not find the
answer, he felt like associated with Mingyoung for no reason. She made him felt special vibe.
Perhaps because he was too fond of children, he’s sighing as he remembers about his best
friends treats him, very frustrating. He’ll ask Seungcheol about this later.
However, when he thought about Mingyoung, he feels so elated. He laughs as he’s recalls her
story. He enjoyed every moments with her today.

---- ---- ----

Right after the party ends, Wonwoo’s best friends go home. His parent and brother followed him
to his house.
Mingyoung directly rejoice in the gifts that she got, she opened the boxes one by one.
Her grandparent and Uncle, Bohyuk was pleased to see her having fun. But her mother,
Wonwoo, still deep in thought.

“Do you like your gift, Mingyoung?” Boyoung joined her to unpack her gift.
Her looks at her grandma and grins, “Yes Grandma!...I love it!”
Boyoung smiles with thankfulness “I glad heard that” her grandma smiled dropped as she saw a
box from Mingyu.
“Mingyoung, you don’t want to open this bow?” she gave her the box.
“I want to open it last” she replied. Boyoung nodded and she looked at Wonwoo, her son still on
his blank face. She sighed sadly to see Wonwoo like this.

She got a huge teddy bear from her grandparent; from Bohyuk she got crochet coat (cream
color) then a watch from Seungcheol, a princess dress from Seokmin, shoes from Junhui, and a
bag from Soonyoung and also from her mother, a crown as she asked Wonwoo to that for her on
birthday. All of her gifts are expensive, she’s so lucky girl.
The last one is Mingyu’s present; her grins never fade on lips. She’s tearing the paper carefully
and left wrapping at side, she hold the box and open it.
Mingyoung was captivated by thing inside the box. It is ballerina music box.
She dazzled by slow spinning ballerina dancer in center of the cage together with sweet real-
tone.
Wonwoo also catches by the music, he looked at the box. He felt like a punch to his heart. He still
remembers he asked Mingyu during to buy it for his birthday and Mingyu promised him that he
buys it for Wonwoo and send it from Canada. But the promise has vanished by the break-up
latter.

He downed from his chair to joins Mingyoung, “It’s so pretty right, Omma?” his daughter asked
him.
Wonwoo gently takes the music box from her, it's look almost same like he wanted before. He
swallowed his watery eyes stares at the thing.
His tears almost fall, but he has to holds it, because he don't want Mingyoung ask him why.
He’s wondering if Mingyu still remember about the promises? Or it does just consider?

Right after Mingyoung went to bed, Bohyuk accompany her, and they’re sleep together.
Wonwoo and his parent have some talk about Mingyu.
Wonwoo’s telling them, that he has no ideas how to deal with Mingyu anymore. They’ll meet for
work and Mingyoung suddenly close with Mingyu.

“Wonu…Do you think Mingyoung could feel something different with Mingyu..?” his father
inadvertently asked that.
Wonwoo and his mother looks at him, “Do you mean she feels something with
Mingyu…Connection like a father for her?” Boyoung’s asking back to her husband.

Wonim nods at his wife remarked, Wonwoo bite his bottom lip, and they never thought it would
be occurred.
“B-but…I can’t accept Mingyu just like that…I-I am not ready to tell him yet” Wonwoo look so
depressed, his mother went to his side and held him from side.
“Wonu…I knew it must be very hard for you to accept Mingyu back….” They sighed in dismay.
“Don’t force yourself for something you can’t…And remember your dad and I, always be with
you whatever you need, not only us you have Bohyuk and your best friends too” She cares her
son hair, she felt so disintegrate thinking about Wonwoo.
“Yes, Wonu…If you have something just tell us” His father showed a small smile, then he adds,
“Mingyoung needs someone strong in her life…You have to be tough for her…Just remember this
Wonu, a secret can’t be keep for forever…When the right time comes, you have to face
it…Okay?” said Wonim.
Wonwoo looked at him, and he nods, he knew he can’t be able to run from the fact,
furthermore, Mingyu keeps meeting with him. And Mingyoung is already known regarding the
taller.

Shortly afterwards, Wonwoo’s parent went to sleep after told him, not to think too much and do
not show his emotions in front Mingyoung.
Wonwoo go to his daughter’s room, he sees Mingyoung were sleeping nicely in Bohyuk
embraces. He walked closer to them, Wonwoo saw the gift that given by Mingyu, placed at table
beside Mingyoung.
He leans on his knee; his hand stokes Mingyoung hair, softly. “I’m sorry, Mingyoung” a deep
voice of him, sound so bitterness.
A tear dropped down on his face. He noticed Mingyoung’s moving, he stand up and walk away
from the room.

Then, he gets into his room, take shower. And change to pajamas after he done, he went to bed.
When he closes his eyes, he is still could see, during time Mingyu and Mingyoung are taking to
each other. He sighed. He is still trying harder attempt to sleep.

---- ---- ----

-Next morning-

Wonwoo and his family are having breakfast together with his mother’s cooks, he missed it so
much. Because no matter how many times he tried to make this beef soup it still not taste as
good as his mother does.

After they finished, his parent and brother ready to leave, “Grandma, grandpa” Mingyoung
shouted softly at them, to draw their attention for her.
They smiles at her and bent down, “Yes Mingyoung….We’ll meet you again this weekend…. right
Wonu…?” Wonwoo’s father looked at him.
“Yes…Next week, we will to visit them” Wonwoo told his daughter, while cares her hair.
“Really…?” she grinned widely at them.
“Yeappp…” Bohyuk picked her up, and she hugged him, Mingyoung feels so comfy in her uncle
arms. They hugged and say goodbye to each other. “We’re going now…”
“Bye” The mother and daughter waved.
“See you again” Wonwoo’s parent and brother waved back.

Wonwoo closed the door and he sees Mingyoung ran to the couch then she turned on her show.
Wonwoo chuckled at his daughter; she’s so cute and happy-go-lucky.
He walked to kitchen and tidy all the stuffs, he was so glad his mother cooked a lot for him. So,
he doesn’t need to cook, which is the thing that hard for him, is cooking.

---- ---- ----

Just not too long after that, Wonwoo has done his job, someone ring the bell.
Wonwoo went to opened the door and he sees a guy with bright grins, “Hello Hyung!” it was
Seokmin. Wonwoo laughed mildly, he was surprised and glad at same time.
“Who is that, Omma…?” the girl asked.
“It’s your uncle Seokmin” Wonwoo shouted back at mingyoung.

“Come in…” as Wonwoo invited the younger to get in, Seokmin ran to Mingyoung and gives her
bear-hug.
Wonwoo smiles, it was nice to see Mingyoung happily meeting with her favorite uncle.

“So, what are doing here, Seokmin?” Wonwoo asked as he’s seeing his best friend picked up his
daughter and rested on his arms.
“I just want to see your condition… I worried about yesterday…” Seokmin showed a tiny weak
smiled.
Wonwoo nods softly, and whispers ‘thank you’, feeling lucky to having best friend him, Seokmin
probably a ‘silly’ or ‘fool’ among them, but he’s also has kind heart.

“Uncle, let’s go to sofa…And watch my cartoon” Mingyoung told him.

“Okay…Let’s go!” said Seokmin cheerfully, which is made Wonwoo chuckled.
Wonwoo followed after them, he sat beside Seokmin, and his daughter on the other side of his
best friend. Seokmin be like a sandwich between the mother and daughter but he likes this
position honestly.

Half way of the movie goes, Wonwoo eyes slowly shut and close, his head situated on Seokmin’s
shoulder.
It making Seokmin stiff and his heart began to tremble in high speed; he remains during one time
that how Wonwoo make his heart unsteady beating for first time.

-6 years ago-

While Wonwoo’s carrying his baby bump, he craves for ice cream suddenly. But his mother is
busy with her spa; Bohyuk’s still studying at school with his buddies. Soonyoung and Junhui are
working hard for their last year exams, Seungcheol are busying with his university projects, and
only left Seokmin who have free time currently.

Wonwoo called Seokmin to come and accompany him, to eat ice cream and his best friend
agreed.
He came. He was surprised to Wonwoo fully dressing like a pregnant woman, although this is not
first time, but is still make him feel surprise and funny.
“Can you stop laughing..?” Wonwoo shot a death glance to Seokmin.
“Alright…” Seokmin tried to catch his breaths.
“Good…” Wonwoo rolled eyes and walked closer to his best friend. And he’s aware of where
Seokmin eyes landed at.
Wonwoo’s losing patience, he gives a punch on Seokmin’s forearm, “Ouch is hurt” the younger
simply laughing.
“Then, don’t look at my chest…It weird you know?” Wonwoo’s crossing arms on chest.
“I’m sorry, Hyung…But when you wear the ‘girls’ thing’ on your chest, it looks real” Seokmin tried
harder to hold his laugh.

“Pervert kid! This is what you have to wear when you’re a boy who got pregnant, understand?”
Wonwoo let out a long sigh of furious.
Seokmin pouts, pretending he was afraid of his best friend, “Sorry if it makes you be offended”
he indeed felt guilt too.
Wonwoo laughs, funny how Seokmin can change so sudden from cheerful kid to a little scare
boy.
“Nahhh…Just don’t be pervert….hurry up…I’m hungry” Wonwoo pulled his best friend to get off
from his house. Seokmin giggled at his cute best friend.

---- ---- ----

Because of Wonwoo’s height, and dressing up like a women. Everyone would look at him, see
him as a tall girl, makes all the attention to him.
He hugs Seokmin’s elbow, the younger look at Wonwoo curious, “Why hyung…?” he asked.
“I don’t like how people stare at me” Wonwoo whispered to the other. Seokmin nodded, he
gripped Wonwoo’s hand to make the older feel safe and trust on him. Before they go to ice
creams shop, they stopped at fruits booth nearby.

The old man was amazed by Wonwoo’s height. “Your wife is so tall” he told Seokmin. The young
man shocked by his remarked ‘wife’. Seokmin looked at Wonwoo. His best friend also startled by
the old man.
“How old is your baby…?” the man asked politely, Wonwoo gulped when he feels the man’s
hand running over his baby bump.
“7 months” Seokmin replied, grinning at the old man.
“Why your wife is so quiet?”
Seokmin glanced once at Wonwoo before give an answer, “She is mute, Unlce…I’m so sorry if
she acted rude. She is so shy because of her condition” he explained, bowed a bit of his head,
singed for apologize.
“I see…Don’t be shy just because you’re mute…You’re so pretty indeed” the old man gave a bag
filled of pomegranates, Wonwoo’s favorite fruit.
Wonwoo shows a tiny smile at the man with little nods. With long wigs, wearing big hat and
dressing like a women, Wonwoo looks completely like a real girl with sharp eyes. Everyone can
be fool by his look.

“Thank you for saying my wife is pretty” Seokmin giggled, somehow he felt proud. He doesn’t
noticed Wonwoo was gave surprise face at him.
After that, Seokmin paid the fruits and the old man say, “take care of your wife safely”
“I will” said Seokmin, while holding Wonwoo’s hand, both of them bowed at the man and
moving from there.
Seokmin has something feels inside his heart, without he realizes a new feeling has born.

-At ice cream shop

Wonwoo seat beside Seokmin, so people couldn’t hear his voice when he’s talking, they started
talk about the old man, and they just met.
He tells that he don’t like how Seokmin claimed he was his wife. He knew it just for cover up but
why can’t Seokmin just say to the man, they’re just ‘friend’ or sibling.

“A-are mad, Hyung?” his voice enough to tell that he’s in fear. Seeing, Seokmin reaction is make
Wonwoo realized he probably has said something that Seokmin could feel umbrageous.
He cool down a little, “I’m not…I’m just, I don’t know, maybe because I’m pregnant so I can’t
control my emotion…I’m sorry if my words hurts you”
Seokmin raises his eyes brows; even if Wonwoo aren’t pregnant he’s still ‘emo’, “It was my fault
too…” biting lips, trying not feeling terribly.

Wonwoo lower his head downed and he hear someone asks him, “Do you like your ice cream,
hyung?” the younger’s smiling. Seokmin is still being nice to the older.
“Yes, Seokmin…I think we need to go home now…I don’t want my mom get worry if she know I
wasn’t at home” Wonwoo said, while he leaded Seokmin’s hand to stand up. He’s actually feel
scruples at Seokmin.
Seokmin feels his heart beats faster when the older’s palm were touching with him.
“L-let’s go” he doesn’t want to let hear his stutters but still failed to hide it.

---- ---- ----

They were riding the bus to going back to Wonwoo’s house. Inadvertently, Wonwoo has fallen
sleep on Seokmin’s shoulder, his hands keeps hugging the younger’s elbow.
Seokmin looked at Wonwoo who is in deep sleep on his side; he smiled and remembers about
the incident regarding the old man.
He sighs, and he plants a kiss on Wonwoo’s head, his hand cares the baby bump. How he wishes
he was Mingyu right now.
Since that time, Seokmin views throws his best friend has changed. He doesn’t see Wonwoo as
his ‘Hyung’ anymore because now, Wonwoo is his crush.

He always gives a hand to Wonwoo when the older needs help. And never ask anything for
return.
Seokmin never have crush on other guy before, he only has crushed with few female student at
his class, but Wonwoo is different. Totally different, he also does not know why. Wonwoo is the
only guy he have special feeling with.

Two week later, Wonwoo called Seokmin again, but this time the older just want him, to
accompany him at home.
Both of them were lying on bed, staring at ceiling, “Hyung…Did you just call me to come over
only to lays on bed?” Seokmin glanced at Wonwoo.
He hears the older laughter, “I want to sleep but I feel lonely…Nobody at home…So that’s why I
called you to come over…Why you don’t like it…? Are you busy?” Wonwoo turned to Seokmin
and pouted cutely at the younger. It was making Seokmin’s heart getting weaken.
Seokmin avoids seeing Wonwoo for any longer; he likely could kiss the older duck lips.
“N-no…I’m not…Just thought you want to go somewhere” Seokmin’s staring back at ceiling.

Then, he feels Wonwoo moves closer to him, the older place one of his hand on Seokmin’s
forearm, nearly his chest. His heart starts pounding harder almost take out from his chest.
Wonwoo’s baby bump touched with his side.
He closes his eyes slowly, pretending he’s going to sleep.
Unintentionally, Seokmin fallen sleep for real, he snore softly. Wonwoo lifted up his face, he was
surprised Seokmin had fall asleep before him. He laughed at his best friend. He wrapped his arm
around Seokmin, looking at the younger, “aigoo, so cute” then, shut his eyes gently.

---- ---- ----

Seokmin tried to open his eyes from sleep, he was realizing this place wasn’t his house, and he
feels someone breathing beside him. He looked at his right side.
Wonwoo’s face is so close to him, their noses almost to touch, and their lips too.
His heart began to tremble very fast, “should I try it now or not?” keeping eyes on the older lips.
Getting closer to kiss Wonwoo lips attempted for a kiss.

Suddenly, his hand touch with Wonwoo’s baby bump, Seokmin stopped from his desire to kiss
the older.
He’s come back to reality where he is now. He also shocked with himself, he cover his mouth, if
he did kissed Wonwoo. His best friend would hate him forever.
Seokmin feel thankful he awake from his bad intentions. Thanks to Wonwoo’s baby. Seokmin
cares the baby bump and smiled. He’s looking at sleeping Wonwoo.
Wonwoo’s hand on top of the younger’s tummy, Seokmin smiles and says in mind, “Wonu, when
I grow up, I will take care of you…And understand you a little more” he kissed the older’s
forehead softly, hopefully Wonwoo wouldn’t realize it.

-End Flashback-

Now Mingyu has comeback, there is no more chance for Seokmin to try. Seokmin looked at
Mingyoung, she’s enjoying her show so much, and smiles never leave his lips.
Seokmin aware of that he can’t never to beat the guy who named Kim Mingyu, no matter how
much he tries; he is still Lee Seokmin, a best friend for Jeon Wonwoo. Even thought he has
differently feeling regarding Wonwoo.
He still remembers after Wonwoo got Mingyoung, he felt so happy like he is the child’s father,
even Soonyoung told him that.

He was looking at Wonwoo, and suddenly he felt someone poking his arm.
“Mingyoung…?”
“Uncle Seokmin” she grinned. And she poked his nose.
“Why you like to poke me…?” Seokmin giggled, poking back on her cheeks.
“I don’t know why maybe because you look like horse…I love horses…!” she laughed and hugged
her mother’s best friend. Seokmin’s really like how cute Mingyoung with him. Feeling like, she
was his real child.

“Both of you are so cute” a deep voice told them. Seokmin and Mingyoung stared at Wonwoo.
Wonwoo smiles, “You always poked her before? Remember?” he looks into Seokmin’s eyes.
Then the younger tried to recall what Wonwoo means is.
Mingyoung frowned at her mother. Seokmin lips curving up as he remember, “Yeah…You’re
right…When you’re carrying her, I likes to poke your belly…I mean her” Seokmin giggled. He
blushed.
“You like to poke me Uncle?” Mingyoung asked Seokmin.
Seokmin laughs shyly, and reply with nods. “Err it’s weird to see you're blushing” Wonwoo
punched him softly. Mingyoung giggled.
“Hey...How about we go out today?” said Seokmin. The mother and daughter agreed with him.
“Alright…Let’s go!” Wonwoo stood up, Mingyoung followed her mother to stand up while pulled
Seokmin’s wrist.

Seokmin walked to the entrance with Mingyoung’s holding his hand. And opened the door and
they saw someone has standing there.
“Jun, what are you going here?” Wonwoo asked in shocked. Seokmin felt disturbed. But
Mingyoung, she is a girl who always shows her beautiful smile, everytime she met her mother’s
best friend.
Junhui smiles before giving answer, “I…Hmmm….Well since today is Saturday…And I don’t have
place to go, so I decided to visit you…” His actual intention is to come and see what happens to
Wonwoo, not because he doesn’t have place to go.
“So, Seokmin, what are you doing here?” Jun was pretending he was glad to see Seokmin.
They’re good friend and close with each other too. But when together with Wonwoo, they
become awkward.

“But we’re going out now, Jun” said Wonwoo, furrowed his forehead.
“I can join, right?” Jun smirked, while looking at Wonwoo with his dangerous shining eyes.
Seokmin hates those eyes; “Come join us, Jun” he walked in front Wonwoo to block his Chinese
friend look at Wonwoo like that. He also tries to acted he is happy.
“This is gonna be more fun!” Mingyoung clapped cutely. Making them switch attention and
chuckled to her. Seokmin closed the door after that and starts to walk.
Wonwoo and Mingyoung are walking in front two of them. Seokmin and Junhui wishes to kill
each other, honestly. Both of them changed death glances. As they got into elevator, they’re
standing in between of Wonwoo.

They decided to ride Junhui’s car after he offered it. Seokmin simply agreed and give up due to
give respect Jun as the older.
Junhui opened front door for Wonwoo. Seokmin rolled eyes and sat at back, just feel himself set
on fire. Wonwoo gets in and Mingyoung sit at back with her ‘gag uncle’, Seokmin.
As they arrived at shopping mall, plans to eat lunch there and watch some good movie.
Sometime, there was like a battle of Seokmin and Junhui. They also didn’t aware that occur
happening on them.

---- ---- ----

Currently, they’re watching a movie ‘kung fu, Panda’, this time was luck for Seokmin after seeing
how creepy Junhui’s face during his chatting with Wonwoo in car.
Seokmin sat beside Wonwoo, Mingyoung in between her mother and Junhui. Only Wonwoo and
Mingyoung are the most focusing on the movie.
While Junhui has stolen glances on Wonwoo, when he laughs and pouts. Seokmin could look at
Wonwoo from this close at dark place, thought nobody could see he’s watch looking at his best
friend kinda like a pervert. Then, Junhui’s eyes and Seokmin’s met. Significantly, just they both
knew what are they’re doing.

After the movie finished, Jun sent them back, and he continued to driving back to his house, he
was glad to see Wonwoo is fine although, he had shocked with Mingyu’s presence yesterday, on
Mingyoung’s birthday.
He felt funny when he realized that he had fallen so hard with his own best friend, Jeon
Wonwoo.
Jun was thinking if Wonwoo doesn’t go his house 5 years ago, he won’t fall for him. But it wasn’t
Wonwoo fault either. He smiles when he recalling during the time.

-Flashback-

At 2 am in the morning, Jun has to open his heavy eyes, and walk to the door, as he heard
someone ring the bell.
When he opens the door, he saw his best friend has smiling like a drunken man, then Wonwoo
collapsed both of his arms on Junhui’s shoulders.
“Jun-ah~…Helloooo” smiled, biting his lips.
The smells of alcohol are too strong on Wonwoo, Junhui knew that his best friend has went to
drink. He felt frustrated because Wonwoo already has become a mother for a year old girl right
now. Wonwoo shouldn’t let himself, stay at night left his kid at home.
“Wonu….Are you went to drink? Mingyoung is fine without you?” asked Jun, hugging his best
friend’s waist for support, while he tries to close the door. Wonwoo didn’t give any answer.

He brings his best friend to his room, and trying to lay Wonwoo on bed, they sat down together.
Jun was fixing the pillow before place Wonwoo to sleep. And he pushes Wonwoo slowly, but his
best friend linked hands on his neck.
Wonwoo brings the Chinese guy top of him, Jun stopped from moving when their faces just too
close.

“Mingyu-ah…Mingyoung is already one year old but she likes to cry, I felt tired of her…That’s why
after she’s sleep I went to drink”
“Mingyu-ah…You know? We already have a child” Wonwoo smiled sadly at Jun.
The Chinese guy looked at Wonwoo in aghast of his best friend’s strange talking. Why Wonwoo
suddenly mentioned him as Mingyu? Wonwoo missed Mingyu so much until he thought Junhui
was the taller?

Then, Wonwoo cupped his best friend’s face, which is cause heart skip to Junhui. “Mingyu…Did
you know, I can pregnant…Okay, I know I’m a guy but I can carry a baby, isn’t that is amazing?
And I carried your child…” Wonwoo chuckled, and there’s a tears started to fall from his eye. Jun
stunned with Wonwoo that stayed under him just now, and seen tears fallen.
“Now I’m a mother, Mingyu…Funny right? But is the fact…You! You’re now a father, Mingyu-ah”
he laughed and poked Jun’s nose, tears keep flowing.

“I’m a mother now, Kim Mingyu…A mother of your child…Are you thinking this is a jokes a guy
could be a ‘mother’? No! Is true! You see this is my grated when I got operated” Junhui watched
Wonwoo lifted up his shirt and showed his scar on his lower abdomen.
“This is the proof, Mingyu…Although, it was hurt, but it not as worst as the pain I felt when you
left me” Jun frowned as he seen Wonwoo cares his tummy, the scar is still could see.
“Everything was your fault…Now I have to handles the burdens alone….I hate you Mingyu! But I
can’t forget you….” His deep voice sounds so pitiful, Wonwoo finally cry wholeheartedly. Over
years Junhui know Wonwoo, he never saw his best friend crying like this, being all this weak and
looks so in pain.

Jun lowered himself and hugs Wonwoo, pulled his best friend in tight embrace, Wonwoo was
sobbing louder, Junhui couldn’t hold his own tears, he cries silently, he felt so frustration and
poignant, he feels the pain of what he affect his best friend.
He could feel pair of arms around him, Wonwoo is hugging him back. “Mingyu…Why you leave
me…?” said Wonwoo, in melancholy voice. Junhui hugged him a more rigorous.
“I…I won’t leave you, Wonu” Jun said, he just wanted his best friend calm down. He think is okay
if he has to lie to be a fake Mingyu just to soothe Wonwoo.
Wonwoo nods, and say, “Mingyu….I…I love you so much…” he sighed. And then, slowly, his eyes
closed.
Junhui looked at Wonwoo, his best friend has fall sleep, and he shifted at side of Wonwoo.
Naturally, Wonwoo turned to Jun and hugging the Chinese guy’s torso.
“Don’t go anywhere” Wonwoo mumbled. Placed his head on Jun’s chest, Jun looked down at
Wonwoo, he simply smiled and cares his best friend’s head.

Because of this incident, Jun began grows hatred or exceedingly anger at Mingyu. He hates how
Wonwoo could fall with someone like Mingyu.
“I will protect you Wonu” Jun said. He just realized that Wonwoo is so fragile, it was great if he
could replace Mingyu’s place as Mingyoung’s father.

-Next day-

Wonwoo was shocked he slept on Jun’s chest. “Oh my god…What I’m doing here?”
Jun opens his eyes slowly, and blinks few times to clear his view sight, “you came here while
you’re drunk yesterday…So I let you sleep here” rubbed his eyes, sits up as Wonwoo gazed still
on him.
“What…?” Wonwoo never thought he could get drunk that worst. He just wants to have drink to
pacify angry on Mingyu. He just remembers why he comes to Junhui’s house, because it near
with the bar he went.

He stands up immediately, “Mingyoung…Mingyoung is having fever…She cried a lot yesterday…I

have to go back now” Wonwoo rushed find his car key. Even he doesn’t where it is.
“Mingyoung is having fever?” Jun get up quickly and takes Wonwoo’s car key because he knew
where he put it.
“I’ll drive you back” said Jun. Wonwoo nodded agreed. Without any properly ready, Jun holds
Wonwoo’s hand and pulled to get off from his house.

-End Flashback-

It’s just only happened once 5 years ago, Wonwoo drunk like that, but it also has changed how
Jun’s thought on Wonwoo.
But Wonwoo never notices how different Jun look and treat him was differently compare to Jun
with others.
He only thought Jun treat him nicely, because he’s the first Korean friend when first time Junhui
arrived at their school.

He’d asked Jun why, the Chinese guy doesn’t to have a date or a lover for his future life, and
everytime Wonwoo asked Jun that, Jun will refused it.
Jun wishes Wonwoo could see him once has he seen Wonwoo, even once is enough, although
Mingyu came back now. But he still wants Wonwoo notices his feeling for him.

---- ---- ----

“Hyung…I’m going home now” Seokmin told. Wonwoo and Mingyoung looked at him with smiley
face.
“Okay…Seokmin….Go home safely” Wonwoo pulled Seokmin to warmth hugged. The younger
couldn’t hide he’s blushing.
Then, Seokmin hugged the little girl too. And picked her up, and both of them looked at
Wonwoo.
Wonwoo chuckled sees how cute two of them. “Wonu hyung…Just call me if you need help,
okay?”
“Sure Seokmin…”
“Okay...I’m going now” said Seokmin, passing the girl back to her mother. They waved goodbye
to Seokmin.

Seokmin’s see them waves at him from far, how he wishes to stay there together with him,
Mingyoung calls him ‘Appa’ and Wonwoo could calls him like something sweet like ‘honey’ or
‘darling’.
As he got inside his car, he can’t stop smiling, thinking about it, it not happen yet, or it never
happen but in Seokmin’s mind, there is a lot cute scene of them.

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-Tomorrow morning-

Wonwoo and Mingyoung not yet awake out of their beautiful sleep. Wonwoo tries to open his
sleepy eyes when he hears the sound of bells, tried to stand up and walking in the direction of
door and opened it.

“Hi~” someone greeted him. Hold on! That voice sound so familiar. He opened his eyes fully.
“MINGYU….?! W-what are you doing here?” he was shocked, how the taller know where he stay.
Mingyu chuckled; “I also don’t know what I’m doing here” he shrugged.
The shorter growled over Mingyu silly jokes. He tries to close the door but the taller put his hand
for blocking.
“Wh-what did you want…?” his deep voice cracked.
“Please Wonu…Don’t do this to me”
“Then, tell me what did you want from me?” Wonwoo raise his voice.

“Do you wanna go out with me, Wonu?” Mingyu looked into Wonwoo dark eyes and said those
words. Making the older’s heart skipped a beat.

“Yes…I want it!!!” a little girl’s voice; appeared from nowhere. Both of the adults were lowering
their heads.
It’s Mingyoung who shouted it. Wonwoo stunned by her statement. Should he acquiesce to her?
“Heyyy Mingyoung” the taller lowered as same as her level, and she hugged him. It could give
Wonwoo heart attack for third time in count.
“So, do you want to follow me, Mingyoung?”
“Yeap…!” she grinned at Mingyu.
Wonwoo wanted to give hard smack on Mingyu’s head so much. He was just keeping back his
desire. His eyes were burning in fire while looking at the taller.

“Om….Oppa…!” Mingyoung was almost called him ‘Omma’. She bites her lower lips.
Wonwoo awake from his thought, “What is it, Mingyoung?” looked at the girl with sleepy eyes.
“Can we go out with Uncle Mingyu?” She stared at him, begging with her puppy eyes. Wonwoo
look at her then turn his eyes to Mingyu. Particularly, he will disagree with it but he can do
nothing.
Both of them were looking at him with same eyes expressions and make his heart hurts even
more because they’re look like. He wanted to smile but, he doesn’t want to show it. He’s still
shows his blank expression.

“Can we…?” Mingyu blinked cutely at him, begging with his hands merge. Mingyoung followed
what the taller does.
Wonwoo can’t take this anymore; his heart would explore, with eyes closes, he sighs and nods as
answered for Mingyoung and Mingyu.
“Yeah….!” They smiled radiantly; Mingyu did high five with the girl and hugged again.

“Like father, like daughter” Wonwoo said almost to whispered. Rolled eyes then rested his back
against the wall.
Mingyu stands up, “I’m sorry if I’d bother you guys in this morning….I will wait for both of you to
get ready” smiled tenderly at Mingyoung and Wonwoo.

Wonwoo simply hummed at him, “Go sit there…And do not touch anything” pointed at chair to
Mingyu and gave a warned. Then, he told Mingyoung to get ready as well.
The taller smiles never fade away; he looked at Wonwoo’s back before the older close the door.
“Wait for me, Unlce” Mingyoung patted him before she ran to room.
“Yes Mingyoung” Mingyu exhaled and his body slamming into the seat, then he smiles when
something hit on mind.

He was so outstanding for himself, he finally able to get inside Wonwoo’s house. His eyes were
observing all over the place, he saw few pictures of Mingyoung and Wonwoo and Wonwoo’s
parent.
Mingyu remembers during the time how nice Wonwoo’s parent to him, they always welcomed
him warmly, but all has changed, they aren’t same that way anymore. His smile dropped.
He took a frame, lips curving up back as he’s seeing Wonwoo’s hugging Mingyoung; sitting on his
lap. Wonwoo’s smile is very special.
“Wonu is someone to cherish but I hurt him” Mingyus long finger cares the picture.

Wonwoo feels strange with Mingyu, waiting for him at outside of his room, how Mingyu know
where is stay? Did Mingyu use a spy? The taller is sometime hard to read.
Now, Wonwoo think he was so stupid, how he could agree to go out with Mingyu but Mingyoung
wants it…His fingers running over his hair.
“What should I do? Should I tell Seungcheol hyung? No...No…He will get worry if I did tell him…”
Wonwoo took a deep breath and exdele
And thought he just needs to deal with it, only for Mingyoung. Then, he started to get ready.

---- ---- ----

Meanwhile, Mingyu keeps observing Wonwoo’s house, “Mingyu” a soft deep voice called him,
and he turned around.
It is Wonwoo who’s standing nearly him and looking at him with tranquil gazes.
“Wonu…” Mingyu was trying not shows his smirk.
The older walked to him and pulled his head to passionate kiss.
Mingyu eyes opened massively, this is so shocking him, Wonwoo were kissing him after being
cold all over this time.
His hands sneaky around the older thin waist, while Wonwoo arms hugging his neck for support,
their eyes closed, feeling the loves, they don’t want left the kiss.

“Mingyu…”
Wait! Who’s that?! who’s gonna interrupt when they’re kissing?
“Mingyu…” someone called him again.

“MINGYU…!” he hears a deep voice slightly yelled at him.

Mingyu’s blinking at Wonwoo, which’s standing a bit father from him and do nothing.
Aren’t they’re kissing just now?
“What are you doing…?” Wonwoo asked him, showed an annoyed face because Mingyu is still
looked at him blankly.

“Kim Mingyu…What are you doing?” Wonwoo asked him again, and this time Mingyu’s aware
from his dreaming. He realized that he’s just had wild imagination of Wonwoo kissed him. His
face’s turning all over red.
“Why did you holding my picture?” the older raised eyes brows.
Mingyu tries not to act panic, he put down the frame back calmly, and he’s can’t blink his eyes,
Wonwoo looks so appealing right now. Mingyu’s staring at his best friend from head to toe,
Wonwoo never fail to manage his heart to beat faster.

Wonwoo just wearing white t-shirt with baby blue cover and black skinny jean. It’s so simply and
casual, yet, Mingyu does look at him like he’s going to eat Wonwoo raw.
“Do I look bad?”
The taller retuned to reality by the voice, he’s looking at Wonwoo and smile, “No, you look so
nice…It could make my heart flutter” Mingyu grinned widely.
The older changed his expression to blank face; he was so annoyed by Mingyu’s flirt.

“I’m ready!” Mingyoung shouted while running to Wonwoo’s legs and beamed at Mingyu.
“Let’s go now!” said the taller, he went to the door, opened it for Wonwoo and Mingyoung. And
closed it as them has stepped out from the house.

---- ---- ----

They’re now waiting for Mingyu to take his car, shortly afterwards, they sees a dark-grey Aston
Martin stopped front them.
Mingyu get off from the car, walked to them and open the door to let they in. “Did you just do it
in purpose?” Wonwoo stared the taller.
“What?”
“You bring a sport car with 2 doors, so I can’t sit at back, right?” Wonwoo sounds a bit daunting.

“Wow! Clever Wonu! I gave you A+ for that” Mingyu winked at him.
Yes, Mingyu do it on purpose, because he knows Wonwoo so much, he knew the older wouldn’t
sit beside him.
“Now…Get in” he smiled and pushed Wonwoo softly to move.
After Wonwoo seat inside, Mingyoung happily climbed to get place on her mother’s lap. Mingyu
close the door, gets into his side.

“Uncle, your car looks so cool! I like it!” Mingyoung showed impressed to Mingyu.
“Thank you cutie” he pinched her cheeks, “So, about your brother does he like it too?” Mingyu
glanced at Wonwoo.
Wonwoo’s rolling eyes away from Mingyu gaze, “Oppa… Do you like it?” the girl asked. Her
mother takes a moment before give an answer.
“It looks good” Wonwoo seemed force to put a smile on lips.
Mingyu nodded with satisfaction and proud, “We’re going to amusement park!” he announced.
The girl raises both of her hands “Yay!”
Wonwoo doesn’t realize that he was smiled when he sees Mingyoung, Mingyu watched him
quietly before he start to drive.

---- ---- ----

When they arrived at Lotte world amusement park, then Mingyu parked his car, he get out from
his car quickly and ran to Wonwoo’s side, open the door for the older, like gentleman does.
“Thank you” the girl bowed and laughed shyly at Mingyu. Wonwoo sighed, and look at Mingyu
with ‘I’ll kill you soon’ look.
“You’re welcome” Mingyu said, smiled at him. It such fun for Mingyu to play around with
Wonwoo. The older wanted to punch Mingyu.

After that, Mingyu took Mingyoung’s hand and holding it. She quite shocked but felt pleased at
same time.
“Let’s go to play!” Mingyu told her, grinning.
They ran towards entrance, Wonwoo just observe them from behind, and he’s sighing, both of
them were too fast. Mingyu paid their tickets and they entered the place.
“So Mingyoung what did you want to play first?” the taller asked.
“Hmmm…That! I want to play that horse” she pointed at marry-go-round.
Mingyu nods, “Alright….We go there”
Mingyu’s helping her to climbs the horse; and placed the little girl between in his legs on the
horse. She got blushed.
The taller noticed Wonwoo wasn’t around. He turned around to search the older; he found
Wonwoo was sitting at the bench nearby, while looking at his phone.

“Omma always like that” Mingyoung sighed sadly. She’s looking at ground, pouting.
The taller heard the words ‘omma’, he changed his view from Wonwoo to Mingyoung.
“Omma?” he asked the girl, Mingyoung has realized she did said ‘omma’, she looked up at
Mingyu smile, “I didn’t said Omma…I said Oppa” she grinned. Wishing, Mingyu to believe her.

Mingyu showed an ‘O’ shape to her them he smiled, the marry-go-around started moving.
“It’s moving” Mingyu laughed. She nodded, Mingyoung clapped her hands excitedly. Her back
leaded on Mingyu’s chest.

Wonwoo is watching them from seat, he unconsciously, he smiled. And he felt tears have
covered his eyes.
But, why…Does he’s feeling sad because Mingyoung is playing with her father, that she wanted
to meet so much? Does Wonwoo feel bad because he has cheating on her?
A tear dropped from eye, he wiped it before anyone could see. Then, his phone vibrated, he
looked at it and it went black. Darn. Wonwoo forgot to change his phone. Now it’s dead. He
sighed weary.
Now he doesn’t know what to do, he saw Mingyu and Mingyoung are coming closer to him.

Wonwoo smiles and cares head of Mingyoung, “Do you have fun Mingyoung?”
“Yeap! Now we’re going to play another game! Come join us!” she pulled Wonwoo’s wrist to
stand.
Mingyu giggles at them, he knew how lazy Wonwoo is, but at same time he hoped Wonwoo
could join them.
“Alright…Alright….I’ll join you” Wonwoo told his daughter, he has nothing to do anymore, his
phone was dead, so he agreed to follow them to next game, he could see Mingyu holds smile on
lip while glancing at him. He ignored him.

---- ---- ----

They go plays many games, they had a lot of fun, honestly Wonwoo also enjoys in every
moments when they’re together.
While Wonwoo and Mingyoung are enjoying, shooting the balls. Mingyu sees a girl tries to
moves get at Wonwoo’s side, it has make Mingyu’s temper rise to head.
He glides closer to Wonwoo, and certainly the older won’t realize it until he feels the taller heats
near him. He gets to Wonwoo’s side first before the girl could, he places arm on the older waist,
protectively.
Wonwoo looks at him and blinks his eyes in shock, why Mingyu wants to touch him?
“Wonu honey… Are you done? I’m hungry, let’s go we eat somewhere” said Mingyu, smirked
dashing, without doubt he bragged Wonwoo to walks; Mingyoung smiled at the girl and follow
the two males.
The girl definitely stuck in clueless situations right now. Does Wonwoo have a husband? And the
little girl followed them? Next time, she shouldn’t try, because we never expect what could
happens.

---- ---- ----

“Can you explain to me?” Wonwoo crossed arms on chest, while looking at Mingyu with cold
eyes.
They stopped at café not far from the place they leaved the girl. Wonwoo easily gets mad if he
has to do something without a reason.
Mingyu stare back at the older, “You know? There a girl was trying to get close to you” he said.
Wonwoo sighed.
“Yeap that girl is moving closer to you and she cannot stop look at you” Mingyoung, Mingyu
nodded agreed with her. Both of them are pouting at Wonwoo.
This time Wonwoo couldn’t hold anymore, he did laugh on Mingyu and Mingyoung’s remarked.
They frowned at him.
“Oh my…You guys are so funny….Listen, even how she’s try to get close to me...But if I don’t
accept it, nothing would happen, right? So don’t worry…” Wonwoo smiled, he pinched
Mingyoung’s nose.
Mingyu feels heat on his cheeks, “Yeah, right…”
Somehow, Wonwoo was wondering why he can become comfort with Mingyu. He ignores it
when their foods has arrive, served on their table. And they started to eat.

---- ---- ----

After they finished ate, Mingyoung look at her mother and ask if they could ride roller coaster.
Surely, Wonwoo disagreed with it.
She pouted, Wonwoo tells her that Roller coaster is too danger for little girl like her but Wonwoo
promise, one day when she’s grow up, he’ll take her to ride it. Mingyoung beamed and nodded.
She hugged Wonwoo tightly.
Mingyu watch every scenes of them, he gets so nice and warming feels. Wonwoo and
Mingyoung are too adorable. He likes the way Wonwoo for Mingyoung. Never cross in his mind
Wonwoo can take care of someone like this.

“Hey guys, how about we ride the Ferris wheel” Mingyu intervened. Wonwoo and Mingyoung
started at him.
“Can we ride it…Omma?” Mingyoung asked in whispered tone to Wonwoo.
“It’s safer than Roller Coaster…So I guess we can…Let’s go” Wonwoo nodded with smiled and
leaded her hand.
Mingyu was walking beside them, unexpectedly, Mingyoung takes Mingyu’s hand. Wonwoo
doesn’t notice it. The taller quite shocked, but the girl shows a soft smile to him. Walking, like
this it made Mingyu thought this was a ‘Family date’.
When all of them have been inside the Ferris wheel, Mingyu sat opposite side of them. Then,
Mingyoung walked to Mingyu and sit beside him.
Wonwoo stunned for a while, his heart starts to have unusual beats, and the Ferris wheel starts
moving. Mingyu took Mingyoung placed on his lap.

Although, there is a slightly awkward between them, Mingyu aren’t sure because he’s acting like
a father right now or because of the height?
Wonwoo tears is still unwieldy, and Mingyu too. “Wow so beautiful!” Mingyoung’s voice wakes
them.
“Yes…Is look so stunning” said Mingyu. He started feel scare. All of them have feeling tingling on
their feet.
Mingyu and Mingyoung are giggling excitedly, Wonwoo has to admitted himself, this was a
‘Family date’ even he’s the only knows they’re actually has blood related.
He felt scruples against them, however, he’s still can’t forgive Mingyu, maybe not yet…Wonwoo
confused himself with everything.

---- ---- ----

Afterwards, as they finished, unforeseen, heavy rain is falling, Wonwoo leaded Mingyoung’s
hand ran for shelter. They stopped at a place roofed, there’s beside shops nearby. Mingyu
followed them from behind.
The wind was blowing quite strong, Wonwoo started shaking in coldness as well as Mingyoung
too, and he pulled his daughter closer in embrace, making the little girl feel a bit warm.

Mingyu’s observing over them, he took off his long coat, walked to Wonwoo and sheathing the
coat on the older board shoulders gently.
Wonwoo looked at Mingyu, his eyes opened wide. The taller simply sent a smirked at him.
Mingyoung lifted up her head and say, “Thank you, Uncle Mingyu” smiling, rejoice radiated on
her face.
The taller smiled and nodded for her, out of thought, Mingyoung was reaching Mingyu’s hand
again and holds it.
His big hand keeps her small hand inside, automatically. Mingyoung felt heats on Mingyu’s hand,
making her feel more comfortable although she is currently in cold conditions, with her left hand
knotting with her mother’s.
Mingyu is developed throughout of something he couldn't find answer himself. He glance
Wonwoo, and the older already set eyes on him. Their eyes met. But Wonwoo did run his sight
first; he sees tears have covered his eyes. He gulped, because now he’s have a feeling they’re like
a real parent for Mingyoung and protecting her.

The younger could see Wonwoo shining eyes, he also wanted to weep on this moment, he hates
himself for not found the answer why he has something in his heart, everytime he and
Mingyoung have skin-ships.
His heart always tells him that they seem like have correlates with each other. He suddenly has
fatherly feeling grow within him. He stares at Wonwoo while his hand’s holding with Mingyoung.
They look like Kangaroo’s mother and daughter. When she protecting herself inside his coat, and
hugging by Wonwoo. Mingyu smiled as he saw the scene.
They just wait for the rain to subside, without a word that comes out of their mouths, they
simply remain silent.

When the rain began to subside slightly, Mingyu looked at both of them.
“I guess we can go to car, right now…Let me take Mingyoung with me” he picked up the girl in
his arms before Wonwoo could say anything.
He’s slightly running to his car, while Wonwoo also following them, he was thankful Mingyu’s
coat, it big enough for make him felt protected from rain.

Mingyu opened the door for Wonwoo to get in, after the older sat inside the car, the taller
passed Mingyoung to Wonwoo. And walk to driver’s side.
Wonwoo placed his daughter on lap, cares her wet hair, “are you okay honey?”
Like always Mingyoung is optimist girl, she’s showing a bright smile for her mother that worried
about her.
“I’m fine, don’t worry…” she shaken and giggled, Wonwoo furrowed his forehead and hugged
her tightly.
Mingyu already seat on his place, he caught that Mingyoung is in freezing state. He swiped his
arms around Wonwoo, Mingyoung was in between them.
He intends to hug Mingyoung to give her heats for reduce the coldness, but Mingyu did hugged
Wonwoo inserted. He is good at taking chance.
Wonwoo’s eyes blinks rapidly to accepting this situation, Mingyu was hugging him, he lost of
ideas how to move because this is right thing to make Mingyoung sense of warm to cool down
her coldness.
They ended up huddled together for warmth; Wonwoo ignored Mingyu’s hands rubbing or
squeeze his back. Wonwoo realized it; he knew the taller deliberately do this. He absolutely has
desire to punch Mingyu in this state if Mingyoung wasn't around.

Within 3-4 minutes in embrace, Mingyu released them; he cupped Mingyoung’s face gently.
“Do you feel better?” the taller asked. She got blushed when Mingyu’s palms on her face.
She nods, “its feel so warm I like it!” Mingyoung showed raises both of her thumbs.
Mingyu laughed at her, he nodded, without look at Wonwoo, he starts the engine.

During a quiet journey, an ideas hits Mingyu, “Guys…I want bring two of you to a place”
Mingyoung and her mother looked at the driver, “Where?” Wonwoo’s deep voice gave Mingyu
goosebumps up to spine. He swallowed.
“It’s secret” he winked at them.
“Really…? Wow! Sounds fun…Right Omma?! Opps” Mingyoung covered her mouth.
Wonwoo eyes stayed wide, they glance at Mingyu. “Oppa…Right Oppa” Mingyoung tapped
Wonwoo’s hand. She showed a fake smiled, she got scared honestly.
Mingyu has thought his ears having problem lately. So that’s why he simply takes no notice of
the girl’s words. Because he never thought someone would call his best friend ‘Omma’.

“Ye-yes…Mingyoung” Wonwoo smiled awkwardly.

Both of them are looking at the taller, and Mingyu glance back, “That’s was right…I hope you
guys will like it” he giggled. Wonwoo and his daughter nodded.
 ---- ---- ----

Wonwoo and Mingyu has fallen asleep while Mingyu has driving them to a place that quite far
from Seoul, it takes 2 hours to get there.
Mingyu seem enjoys himself, having sleeping Wonwoo beside him, when he was driving. It
makes him feel less drowsy.
Later, they have arrived in the location that Mingyu mentioned. The car stopped. Wonwoo
slowly open his eyes, adjusted to assume where he is now.

He was at forests? Wait…Why? Mingyu brings them here….Does they got kidnapped by Mingyu?
Mingyu opens the door to let Wonwoo out, as the older stepped off from the car with
Mingyoung on his arms. She yawned and rubbed eyes.

“Mingyu, where are we now?”

The taller heard a deep voice asked him. He smirks.

“Welcome to Kim Mingyu’s Holiday House”

Wonwoo curse mentally to the younger. Feeling exasperation, why does he fall on this idiot’s
trap?

“Welcome to my house” said the taller, as they stepped inside the hall. Wonwoo looked at him
with weary eyes while Mingyoung is the most excited. Looking around the house with eyes
opened wide, “This house is so beautiful” Mingyoung said happily to Mingyu.
“Thanks for the compliment” winked at the little girl. Mingyoung was blushing and giggling.
Mingyu smiled at her and he changed his view to Wonwoo, the older has walking to other side,
observing the place by the huge transparent window. Mingyu knows that Wonwoo would love
this place. The taller walked to his side.
“Do you like it, Wonu?”
Wonwoo heard the voice, and he looked at his side for a while, he sees Mingyu grins at him,
Wonwoo rolled eyes back to look at the views.
Mingyu chuckles, then he left Wonwoo alone there, and go play with Mingyoung. He knew
Wonwoo loves nature, so he think he should let Wonwoo has he own times here.

Mingyu and Mingyoung has same hobbies, both of them like to create something using anything
they can. Like now, they’re using ‘Lego’ to build a house.
Meanwhile Wonwoo were enjoying the scenery, “Wonu!” Mingyu suddenly called him, the older
turned around. He noticed a small house in front Mingyoung and Mingyu.
Wonwoo couldn’t help but smiles, the ‘Lego’ House look so amazing and cute.
“Did you build it, Mingyoung?” Wonwoo asked as he walked closer to them. Then he sat down
with them, ignoring Mingyu’s gazes that leaded on him.

She nodded, excitedly at him with her amazing smile’s showing. “Does it looks beautiful?” she
asked.
“Yes it is so cute and beautiful…You’re so smart” Wonwoo cares her head and grinned.
“Uncle Mingyu teaches me” Mingyoung pointed at the guy beside him, and she is blushing when
Mingyu pinch her nose. Wonwoo looks at Mingyu and smile mildly.

Then, the little girl yawns, Mingyu and her mother looked at her, “Are you feeling tired,
Mingyoung?” the taller asked.
Mingyoung shook head but from her eyes they knew that she’s really sleepy and tired.
“Don’t lie, Mingyoung…You’re feeling sleepy, right?” Wonwoo cupped her face. Mingyoung can’t
help but laughs. Her mother knows her very well. Mingyu simply smiles at these scenes he was
watching right now.
“Come I’ll show you where’s your room” the taller male stands up and followed by Wonwoo and
Mingyoung.

The room is quite big even it’s not the master bed room, Mingyoung loves it, and Wonwoo also.
The large transparent windows can free seeing forest outside. Look very peaceful and
comfortable.
“Thank you” Wonwoo said to Mingyu with coldly voice. The taller smirked and nodded. “Have
nice rest, sweetheart” he patted Mingyoung’s head. The girl bowed politely.
After Mingyu went out from the room, Wonwoo told his daughter to get into bed and her
mother lay beside her.
Soon after few minutes she fall sleep, Wonwoo smiles gently while caressing her hair, “You must
be so tired” he kissed her forehead.

---- ---- ----

Wonwoo went out from the room after Mingyoung deeply in dreamland. He continues walked to
veranda, seeing the lake without he realize his lips curving up.
A sudden he felt weight on his back and pair of arms hugging his waist. He got shocked. He
wanted to run but the arms hold him. “Don’t move, Wonu” a firm voice told him. Wonwoo
stopped from make any movement. His heart started beating fast.
Mingyu was back-hugging him, this crazy, “Min-Mingyu…Can you please stop?”
“Stop…? Stop what…?” Mingyu asked.
Wonwoo could felt Mingyu breaths on his hair; he would like kick the taller right now.

The older took a deep breath and say, “get off your body from me before I use my skill to break
your bones” Wonwoo’s voice so deep and scary.
And Mingyu finally listened to Wonwoo; he knew his ex lover’s martial arts skill is no jokes
although he’s so sweet at other time.
Wonwoo felt he almost lost his heart beats, honestly. He can’t believe Mingyu could back-
hugged him in this situation. They’re not even close as they used to be, but the taller kid was so
insane.
Mingyu was standing beside Wonwoo, and he looking at the older, “Wonu…I wanna ask you
something…” the older just stayed still.
“How did you meet Mingyoung? You know she’s so cute…She’s look like you but also like
me…But more to me” Mingyu grinned stupidly at Wonwoo.
Wonwoo’s heart crushed by the taller remarked. He swallowed hard, his throat felt cramped. In
his mind, he already killed Mingyu.
He stares into the taller’s eyes angrily. “She doesn’t like to talk about this, so I won’t tell you
anything…. I’m sorry….I gotta go to see her” Wonwoo starts to walk, but Mingyu gripped his arm.
“Wait…I still want talk with you more”
“I’m feels so tired, Mingyu…” The older loses his arm from the taller.

Mingyu sighed heavily, he lose any ideas to get closer with Wonwoo now. His ex-lover seems like
stranger to him. Sometime, he wants scream to Wonwoo, tells everything he felt by Wonwoo’s
actions. But when remained what happened, it was his faults. But he knows this is wasn’t the
time for him to give up, Mingyu ended up walking to his room and rests his mind.

Wonwoo was lying beside his daughter. His tears flowing from eyes, he cares Mingyoung’s head.
He felt so bad to her. He is a bad mother to her?
Tears don’t stop flowing, wetting his pillow. He is still feels how Mingyu back-hugged him. He
hates it. He hates it because it’s reminded him when the time they’re dating.
“I…I’m sorry, Mingyoung” he kissed the little girl’s forehead and soon as feel heavy on his head.
He fallen sleep quietly in watery eyes.

---- ---- ----

Mingyu went to see Wonwoo and Mingyoung in their room, he knew this is a bit of creepy, but
who cares.
He sees Mingyoung’s sleeping on Wonwoo arm. The older stretched out his right arm to pillow
the girl’s head.
The taller heart skips by this scene, it give him tranquil feeling as he’s seeing Wonwoo and
Mingyoung are sleeping on this position. Mingyu’s smiling. They’re look like a mother and a child,
wait….His smiled dropped.
Today, he hears for several of times that Mingyoung called Wonwoo ‘omma’, Mingyu was biting
his lips, trying to figure out what’s going on.
He pulls the chair, and sits beside Wonwoo, admiring his ex lover from this side. His fingers shove
Wonwoo’s hair from forehead, “Wonu…Why I have this feeling…? Tell me that imagination
wasn’t right…You wasn’t her ‘mother’ right...You can’t give birth, right? … Hold on! Why I’m
talking like crazy man? There is no possibility you can give birth, you’re a guy anyway” he
chuckled a little. He keeps caressing Wonwoo’s hair.
He started to felt something wrong. There is a thing that Wonwoo was hiding from him. He
doesn’t know what it is but he could feel it. Mingyu notices Wonwoo eyes are moving, he stands
up and walking from the room before the older notice he was there.
He went to kitchen and prepares for dinner, he wants do something special, but Wonwoo can’t
eat seafood, so he decided to cook steaks for dinner, he is starting to cook.

---- ---- ----

While Mingyu’s setting up the table, he feel a figure was standing beside him, “Mingyu…” A very
deep voice called his name, Mingyu turned around and giggles.
“What…?” the deep voice was asked Mingyu with death glance.
“Your hair looks messy…” Mingyu walked closer to Wonwoo.
Wonwoo fluttering eyes running from Mingyu soft gazes, “W-why…Are you…?” he stopped
moved when he feel the taller fingers touched his hair.

Their positions are totally uncomfortable, Wonwoo could feel the taller breaths, and it was too
close with him. Mingyu hands keep fixing his hair. He kept head lowered because if he lifts up, he
would see Mingyu’s face from a short distance.

“Done…” Mingyu smiled, amazingly at him, leave Wonwoo in breathless to see how handsome
Mingyu is. “Wake Mingyoung up to eat dinner” Mingyu command to Wonwoo.
“Y-yes…” the older nodded and went to call his daughter.

Few minutes later, Wonwoo come out with a little girl, they’re sitting at the chairs.
Mingyu couldn’t help but smiles, as he sees the girl’s rubbing her eyes, cutely. And Wonwoo
takes the white handkerchief spreading on Mingyoung’s lap.
The taller is just watching Wonwoo actions, how he treats the girl. It was reminding Mingyu of
his mother and him, when he was a little boy, his mother always take care of him same like
Wonwoo does to Mingyoung just now.
His heart racing, because Wonwoo wasn’t someone who could take care of people like that, he
likes to stays in his own world, being sloth and sleep. But does his adopted sister change him?
Mingyu was too far in his mind until he doesn’t hear a girl’s voice’s calling him.

“Uncle~…? Uncle~…” she called him again and again.

Mingyu moved his views from Wonwoo to her, she grins at him when she notice the taller aware
of her calls.
“Yes, Mingyoung….?” Mingyu blushed, he doesn’t know why, but hoping Wonwoo didn’t realize
what he does.
“Are we going to stay here for tonight…?”

Wonwoo looked at her in shocked and Mingyu pressing lips to thin, he stolen a glance at the
older before turning back to the girl.
“Yes…Because we already late and this house is far from your house…So let sleepover here for
tonight” Mingyu smiled, tenderly at her.

“No! We can’t …. Tomorrow you have to go to kindergarten” Wonwoo’s voice higher than usual,
surprised Mingyoung and Mingyu.
“Come on Wonu…Just a day…Are you crazy, now is already night…She’ll get more tired if we
going home tonight and tomorrow she go to school” Mingyu said calmly.
“You’re crazy!” Wonwoo slightly yelled at Mingyu. Then, he felt someone patted his thighs, it
was Mingyoung, looking at him with fears. Wonwoo is not easy to show his temper. He knew
why Mingyoung patted him; she doesn’t want him to get mad.

“I-I’m sorry” Wonwoo whispered and cares her cheek.

Mingyoung smiled sheepishly and nodded, Wonwoo wanted to kill Mingyu right now. Afterward,
they stared eating, Wonwoo eats quietly as Mingyoung and Mingyu are talking to each other,
when the taller asked her if she like the steaks he cooked, she were surprised in fact knowing
Mingyu can cook. Then, the night ended restful.

---- ---- ----

At Midnight, Mingyoung hears her mother snores, she gets up because she feel like needs go to
bathroom, and after that she done, and comeback to lay beside her mother. She closed her eyes
and opens it again.
“Omma…I can’t believe I could felt something like this in my life….
It is like a dream...
Uncle Mingyu, he’s so handsome and very nice too. Also my prince charming” Mingyoung
giggled and covered her mouth to not make sound.
“I wish to have a father like him…I wished he was my father, Omma….I hope Omma can be close
with him again” she cares her mother’s face before she closed her eyes to sleep.

---- ---- ----

On next morning, Wonwoo opens his eyes when the morning light hits side of his face. He looks
around he aware of this place looks unfamiliar then remembers he was at Mingyu’s holiday
house. Looking at the little girl beside him and he smiles while cares Mingyoung’s hair.
He starts to get ready himself, after he done. He wears clothes that given by Mingyu, yesterday.
Wonwoo doesn’t want to wear it, for certain reason, but he has no choice. Thinking how he
could just agree without dispute. He doesn’t ever know what’s wrong with him lately.

When he’s wearing it, Mingyu’s sense is still extant on the sweater, all reminds Wonwoo of the
time they used to be best friend, they always shared their clothes, and Wonwoo is still
remember, 6 years ago, Mingyu’s size quite same with him.
But the sweater he’s using right now, a little bigger on him, but it looks good on him because of
his board shoulders. He pulled the sleeves until it covered his palms.
“Mingyu…You’ve grown a lot” he said it unconsciously.

Wonwoo went out from the room after fixed his daughter blanket properly. He entered the
kitchen, looking for some readymade food to eat. He opened the refrigerator, seeing kimchi and
raw ingredients. He thought if he was good at cooking like Mingyu, all the ingredients are easy
for him, but no, he is bad at cooking.
So he decided to eat Kimchi from fridge with Ramen that he found on the counter. Wonwoo
took the kettle and pours a litter of water inside, and plugged it on. While he’s waiting, he took a
view at outside of the window and sighing. He loves nature so much. Even in high school, they’d
called him ‘fairy garden’ because he always taking care of their school’s garden and protect all
the flowers like his own babies.

“Wonu hyung…” heard a voice called him. Wonwoo froze on his spot. He swallowed.
Why that voice makes him feel weak abruptly? His knees began to feel unstable; he could not
stand up straight, his hands sticking on the counter for supports.
He feels someone getting closer to him; he starts to tremble, because he knew who beside him.

“Wonu hyung…” Mingyu deliberate called Wonwoo with his old nickname, he would like to see
what’s the older would react.
He sees Wonwoo starts to make movement, the older turns around and wished to leave, but
Mingyu blocked his way.
Wonwoo look at ground and step backward, his side lead at fridge, he don’t want get closer to
Mingyu. He just wants to run from here.
“Don’t go anywhere” Mingyu’s voice has different tone, it sounds more emphatic. Wonwoo
closed his eyes as stopping from make any movement.

When he senses the taller walked towards him closer, he moves a little to the rear, now his back
against the fridge. His eyes are still closed tightly.
Mingyu smirks, Wonwoo never changed he still obeyed to his order. He was thinking this is was a
great position; he placed both of hands beside Wonwoo’s waist. Barring, the older to have
chance to ran from him.
Wonwoo put a solid thought that he wouldn’t open his eyes to meet with Mingyu’s, he gets
uneasy with the taller hands, feeling difficulty surrounded by dominant aura of Mingyu.

Mingyu brought his face closer to Wonwoo. He was staring at his best friend’s face without a
blink.
“Wonu hyung…” Mingyu exhaled it enough to made Wonwoo’s heart racing, pressure between
them increase sharply, gripping of his hands into a fist.
“Do you still remember when I used to call to ‘Wonu hyung’…Huh?” the taller said with husky
voice. It is very dangerous for Wonwoo. And he hated it.
He hates it for certain reasons, one of it, he can lose himself everytime he hears that voice. It
could take control over him.

“Long time ago, when we were still best friends, we likes to holding hands, sharing our problems
and thoughts, we also like to sitting on each other laps, playing together, we teased each other
with sweet words sometime and we can share a bed…Some said we’re like twins because we
can’t be separate and some said we’re like dating couple” Mingyu said nearly to Wonwoo’s ear
at end of his statements.
It has shaking the older; everything was so true, during that time, skinships between them is like
nothing but now, it totally different, even with slightly touch or eyes contact enough for them to
feels odd.
And he doesn’t want to remember anything about Mingyu, about their memories together, all of
that it just foolish.

“Open your eyes…I miss to see your beautiful foxy eyes…” said Mingyu, with cracking voice, he
could see tears covered his views.

Wonwoo shook his head, refused to Mingyu’s demand, the taller lifted one of his hand to
Wonwoo’s cheek.
“Why is so hard for you to open your eyes? You always run everytime our eyes met. Do you
really hate me that much?” his palm stroked Wonwoo's face.
Wonwoo finally open his eyes slowly with a sense of skeptical. And he sees Mingyu is half-nude
in front him, only wearing white towel around his waist. Wonwoo’s heart stopped at moment.
It’s reminding him the night of Mingyu’s birthday party.
He doesn’t want same thing happened again, one is enough. Mingyu shows a tiny smile, he was
pleased to see Wonwoo has opened his eyes for him. But he could see fears on the older eyes.

The younger loosen his hand that on Wonwoo’s face, “I can’t stop thinking of you even I’m with
others, I feel sad without you, I’m counting the days until I see you again…But you…You keep put
a distant from me…Far, far away from my heart…Why Wonu…?” a tear finally dropped from
Mingyu eyes.
Wonwoo feeling hard to breaths like there is something jammed in his throat. However, he still
dared himself to look into Mingyu’s watery eyes without hesitation. He was speechless by
Mingyu words too.
He doesn’t know how to say even a word; he’s being lost and confused, he could feel Mingyu
brought his body nears him and their faces getting close.

Wonwoo wishes he was stronger to push Mingyu, not only on physical but as well his mental.
Mingyu shut his eyes, lowered his head to reach Wonwoo’s lips easier.
Their noses touched, Wonwoo automatically closed eyes, their lips only one inch distance.

They hears a phones ringing, the sound it such a pother. They sighed in frustration. If the sound
doesn’t stir them, their lips would touch for a kiss.
Mingyu look completely upset, he glanced at Wonwoo a while, “I’m sorry” whispered apologized
to his best friend, because he knew he has made Wonwoo goes insane.
Wonwoo simply nods and walking directly to see Mingyoung in room after Mingyu left him.

The younger closed the door and answer the call, “What the hell you want?” his tempered had
goes over limit this time.
“Mr Mingyu…I’m sorry to bother you in morning…But your father asked me, why you aren’t
come to meeting today” the girl spoke with sound stuttering and terrified.
Mingyu sighs furiously, “Tell him, I took day off for today because I feel unwell…And please do
not call me again…Tell him that too. Tomorrow, I will go back to work like usual…Understand?”
“Ye-yes Mr Mingyu…” the girl replied.
“I’ll turn off my phone…If you have any work for me, just left it on my room…bye” Mingyu ended
the call and turned his phone off.
He is not someone who gets mad easily but once he got mad, he can become like monster, quite
scary.
Mingyu sat down on his bed, thinking that his chances was so near to him, he growled and laid
down, looking at ceiling.

Wonwoo locked the door behind him. His back leaned on the door. He’s almost to share a kiss
with Mingyu. This is crazy, why he can’t stop himself?
He shook head, unbelievable, because he’s not even try to push the taller a side, he seems wait
for accept the kiss.
“Omma…” a soft sleepy voice called him. Wonwoo lifted his head and see Mingyoung sits up
while rubbing her eyes cutely.
“Mingyoung” Wonwoo’s calling back, cheerfully. He claimed the bed and sat beside her.

“Good morning Omma…” she stood up and gave a hug to her mother.
“Morning Mingyoung…” he kissed her crown, and cares her hair gently. Wonwoo wanted to
forget what just happened few minutes ago. He was trying hard to erase it.
“Omma…I’m hungry” said Mingyoung, patting her tummy.
Wonwoo chuckled on her cuteness, and then told her to get ready. She kissed her mother’s
cheek before go to bathroom.

Wonwoo heard someone open the room’s door, he lifted up his face, and Mingyu has standing
at route.
“Breakfast is ready” Mingyu merely showed a fake grin, he started feel awkward after he tried to
kiss Wonwoo.
The older nods, moving his eyes from Mingyu, “I will go out after Mingyoung done”
“Oh I just remember” said the taller; he left the door open and walked to his room. Wonwoo
frowned on the taller peculiar actions. Then, Mingyu came back with a bag, holding in hand.
“This is….New clothes for Mingyoung” Mingyu passed it to Wonwoo.
The older takes it and look at him, he bows head, “T-thank you…” the younger’s nodded, “You’re
welcome” and stepped out from the room and close the door.
He was still standing there, silently, behind the door, he wants to hear what Wonwoo gonna say
to Mingyoung regarding the gift.

“Omma…What it is?” she excitedly asked her mother, as she seen Wonwoo was holding a bag.
“Your app…” he paused for a second before moved back to his mind, “Uncle Mingyu gave you
this” Wonwoo wished to slap himself because he almost says something he hated.
Her smile beam all over her face, “Waaahhh really…I will wear it now” she took the bag and went
to change.

Mingyu doesn’t hear it clearly since the door was somewhat sound proofed. But he heard the girl
said ‘Omma’…?
There is no reason the girl gonna call Wonwoo her ‘Omma’. Mingyu thought maybe his ears got
some problem. He will disentangle the mystery quickly.

He went to sit at dining table and waiting for Mingyoung and Wonwoo. Not so long, they come
out from the room and sit down in front him.
His gazes are still locking on Wonwoo, and Mingyoung has noticed it after several of times
Mingyu looked at her mother differently.
She usually hates if someone else look at Wonwoo that way, unless for Wonwoo’s best friends.
But when Mingyu did same thing, she felt funny and not get any annoyed by that.
“Eat now Mingyoung” Wonwoo had put couple of slice of bread, hotdogs and fried eggs on her
plate.
Mingyoung changed her view from Mingyu to her mother, and smiled warmly at Wonwoo. Her
mother was reciprocating with a smiled too.

They started to eating breakfast quietly, without any word, only Mingyoung observers at Mingyu,
who’s watching her mother relentless.
She smirks a little, when an idea hit her mind, “Uncle? Uncle Mingyu…?”
“Yes Mingyoung…May I help you?” finally Mingyu looked at her.
“I want ask you something…” she smiled, shyly.
“What it is…?”

“Did you have a lover?” asked Mingyoung, grinning at the taller.

Mingyu was stunned by her inquired, as well her mother overawed with her. The taller
swallowed his food before giving an answer.
“Ye-yeah…I did have one…But we broke up…Why Mingyoung?” Mingyu stolen at glanced at his
best friend. Wonwoo are trying to calm himself, and proceed chewing his breakfast, when he
had stopped because of the question.
“Just curious…Because Uncle Mingyu is very handsome, so I thought you must be having dating
someone…” She pouted with duck lips, just same like her mother constantly does.

Mingyu holds his laughter before reply, “Maybe because I still love my ex lover…That’s why I’m
still single”
Mingyoung’s expression is showed that she’s really shocked with the taller’s confession,
subsequently her smile visible on her lips. Wonwoo has stopped from eating; feeling like
butterfly was flying inside his stomach. His eyes keep on ground.

“Oohhh…I’m sure your lover is someone beautiful, right?” Mingyoung added. Unknowingly,
Wonwoo started at her with wide eyes.
He doesn’t think he is the only lover Mingyu would have, because pretty sure the taller have a lot
while he was in Canada. He is a playboy anyway. But why he felt like he’s still wanted to hear
who Mingyu means is.
The taller smirks before continue to reply, “Yes…So beautiful…My ex lover is so beautiful, has
foxy eyes, sometime, cute and sassy like a cat” said those words, while stayed eyes on Wonwoo.

The little girl blinked and tried to using her imagination, how Mingyu’s ex lover looks like. But on
her mind it was a guy. Not a girl. And then she looked at her mother and reading Wonwoo’s face
closely.
Her mother has foxy eyes and sometime look like cats too. Not only look like cats but also lazy
like a cat too, that was right….Wonwoo ignored his daughter gazed that landed on his face.

“Does your ex lover look like my mot…M-my Oppa?” she asked. Wonwoo felt his heart like a
drawn-out, but Mingyu is still calm.
“Almost same…” he smiled softly, staring back at his plate.
“Really Uncle…! That’s amazing…!” Mingyoung giggled, excitedly.
“I need go to washroom” said Wonwoo, stoop up and left them, Mingyoung nodded at her
mother.
“Finish your food, Mingyoung” Mingyu told the little girl.
“Alright” Mingyoung replied.

Wonwoo slammed the door, but not so strong. He bites his lower lip. Looking at the mirror, why
does Mingyu have to do this to him?
He washes his face; he can’t believe Mingyu did saying those words while looking at him. Mingyu
is still having feeling for him? Or Mingyu is just joking to make him feel bad?
His hands started shaking, his heart can’t stop beating, and he looks himself at mirror again. He
was wearing Mingyu’s sweater. Wonwoo wants to throw it away from his body caused it makes
him feeling like Mingyu is hugging him. The taller’s perfume still smelled strongly on the sweater.

Someone knocks the door, “Omma” a girl whispered. Wonwoo returned to reality. He washed
his face once again.
“Yes Mingyoung…Why..?”
“I’m going to get ready now…Uncle Mingyu said we can go home after you done” said the little
girl behind the door.
“Alright Mingyoung…I’ll be there in minutes” her mother shouted, softly. “Okay!” She left him.

---- ---- ----

Mingyu opened car door to let them in, and close it after that. He started the engine, and
moving from the place.
“I’m gonna miss this place” said Mingyoung along with a sad sigh, watching the house by side-
mirror.
“We can come here again…Maybe on school’s holiday…We can stay here longer, so we can do
fishing at the leak” said Mingyu.
“Really…? I can’t wait for that…” she clapped her hands, Wonwoo has no word, he has blank out
to talk about this. Mingyu laughed on her cuteness.

Only took 20 minutes, Wonwoo and Mingyoung fallen asleep. She looks so comfy resting her
head on Wonwoo’s chest and her mother arms around her for supporting from fall.
Mingyu feel melts watching adorable scene of them, sleeping. They’d look just like mother and
daughter. To be honest, he likes it. And he feels like he’s a father.
His mind keeps saying same things since they met yesterday. His eyes lay back on road, hoping
he’ll find the answer sooner, if not, he could die of curiosity.

---- ---- ----

After 2 hours of journey, they’re arriving at Wonwoo’s house.

“We are here!” said Mingyu, starching his back, Wonwoo blinked his sleepy eyes. And he glanced
at Mingyu.
The younger looks deadly tired, with dark circle under his eyes. Wonwoo thinks Mingyu would be
worst if he’s going straight to his house without resting after driving for couple of hours.
Wonwoo heard Mingyu sighed and resting his head on seat, “You could rest at my house for a
while before go back to your place”

He doesn’t mean to be nice so sudden, but he don’t want Mingyu involved in an accident due
lack of sleep.

Mingyu looked at his best friend, clueless. He was indeed shocked with Wonwoo invitation.
Never cross on thought, Wonwoo is still can nice to him again with their currently situations.
“Okay…I will go park my car after drops you guys here” Mingyu get off from car and open the
door for Wonwoo. The older was carrying sleeping Mingyoung on his arms; he said ‘thank you’ at
the younger before walk to his house.

---- ---- ----

Wonwoo seems struggled to unlock the door with Mingyoung in his arms, he afraid the girl might
fall, it getting hard when she started grow bigger.
“I’m here!” Mingyu ran to Wonwoo and dragged Mingyoung, without deducting, Wonwoo
passed her to Mingyu.
“Open it, now” Mingyu told. Wonwoo nodded and presses the password on the small security
box on the door.
Mingyu watched every button Wonwoo presses; it is quite hard to figure out. Wonwoo does it so
fast but Mingyu only can see the older has pressed on numbers 1,7,6,4 and 7, something like
‘17164177’.

He felt heavy on his head, he should stop think of the numbers, and he better get a good nap
and rest for now. Wonwoo lets Mingyu entered his house first.
“There is her room” Wonwoo pointed at room at left side in the living room.
Mingyu walked faster to the room, and put her down on bed gently. Wonwoo simply looked
them from behind. Mingyu pulled the blanket to cover her. He noticed his present that he gave
on her birthday, placed on table beside the bed.
He cares her hair and smiled, proudly. He started to move from there and saw Wonwoo was
standing there, while watching the sleeping girl.
“Wonu…” Mingyu called, Wonwoo blinked at him.
“Are you okay, Wonu…?”
“I’m fine…You can have nap at guess room there” Wonwoo said with lowest voice, almost sound
like whisper but his best friend still understand what he said.

“Is okay…I will take nap at couch” Mingyu closed the door behind him. They stand nearly each
other. Wonwoo lifted up his face, their eyes met. Mingyu avoided it first and walked directly to
couch.
Unbutton few on top of his shirt, and lay down. His long legs are above the side of couch. Just
took few minutes, he’s drifting to dream. He really tired.

The older stares on his ex lover sleeping, he don’t know why, he seem have soft spot for Mingyu.
He not supposed to let the younger enter his life effortlessly like this yet he did it.
He went to take a blanket and he cover on top of Mingyu. The younger is looking more
handsome, making Wonwoo’s heart skip a beat.
Wonwoo lowered his face at Mingyu closely, his mind was talking, “I hate you Mingyu
because…You always make my heart racing”
He walked at opposite side of Mingyu, and lying there, looks at the taller before his eyes close.

---- ---- ----

Couple hours later, the door rang, Wonwoo gets up with messy hair and walking straight to the
entrance and open the door.
“Hey Wonu…Are you okay? I tried to call you many times but you didn’t pick up” the voice so
familiar. Wonwoo open his eyes slowly.
Seungcheol was standing in front him with worried face. Then, Wonwoo felt a tall figure was
behind him.

“Who’s that, Wonu?” Mingyu rubbed eyes, with few unbutton on his shirt and their hair look
kinda messy.
It caused worst misunderstanding to Seungcheol. “Wonu, what is going on?” the older asked.
 ---- ---- ----

“Hyung…Isn’t like what are you thinking” the taller begged to Seungcheol to believe them. The
older sat in front him like a strict father. Kinda scary though.
Wonwoo were sitting beside Seungcheol, he wanted to calm the older but there seems no
chance for him.
“So what are you doing here, Mingyu? And why Wonu didn’t pick up my call?” Seungcheol asked
in an assertive voice.

“My cellphone is out of battery yesterday…I’m sorry, Hyung” Wonwoo’s deep voice sounded
frightened.
“And I came here to sent them back” Mingyu explained.
The fact they told has made more confused to Seungcheol. “So where both of you have been?”

Wonwoo and Mingyu looked at each other. The taller swollen hard before giving the answer.
“We went to my holiday house”
In Seungcheol’s mind, were playing many scenes of bad things he’s imagine. He looked at
Wonwoo, the younger lowered head down. ‘Did Mingyu do that ‘thing’ again, Wonu?’
Seungcheol were asked on his mind.

They could heard Seungcheol frustrated sighed, Mingyu doesn’t understand why their former
leader acting like this. But he simply keeps his mouth shut.
“Mingyu, can you follow me café nearby…. I want talk with you…Only two of us”
The taller nodded agree and picked up his phone and wallet. Then, he stands up, Seungcheol get
up after him.
“I’m going now, Wonu” Seungcheol patted his best friend or … his crush.

Wonwoo smiled sweetly with nodded as replied. And he changed his view to Mingyu, he bowed
a bit of his head. Mingyu smiled at him. Seungcheol witnessed of this moment, he really thought
this taller kid is something, and seeing how Mingyu smiles at Wonwoo he would hit the taller
head right now.
“We’re going now…Wonu” Mingyu smirked at his ex lover. Seungcheol pulled Mingyu to get off
from Wonwoo’s place.
After the door closed, Wonwoo was hoping Seungcheol can stop misunderstanding about
Mingyu and him.

He ran to find his phone and then he charges the phone. He turned it on. And he seen a lot of
missed call from Seungcheol, Seokmin, Jun and only 2 from Soonyoung, also few texts from them
too. They asked what is happening to him, where he is going.
Wonwoo couldn’t help but smiles, he felt so lucky and touched to have friend like them. They’re
so worried and care to him.
And then, he replies one by one of their texts except Seungcheol’s. He’ll call that friend later.

---- ---- ----

After Seungcheol finished his conversation with Mingyu, he drove back to Wonwoo’s house.
When Seungcheol walking to the door, he seen someone already standing there.
“Hey, Seokmin! What are you doing here?” Seungcheol patted the younger’s back.

Seokmin jumped in shocked, almost to have heart attack.

“Oh my god, Hyung…You’re scaring me!” placed a hand on chest, and gasping.
“Wooo…Chill dude…I’m sorry if I’d scared you” the older laughed.
“I might have heart attack, if you do that again” said Seokmin, glance at Seungcheol, then smiled.

“Nahhh…You’re too young to die…Don’t worry” Seungcheol grinned at his silly best friend.
He about to ask what Seokmin’s doing here in front of Wonwoo’s house but before he could,
they hear someone say, “Hey guys! What are you doing here?”
They turned their heads to see who that voice was from. It’s Junhui, their Chinese best friend
waving at them.

“Hey Jun, what’s bring you here? Did Wonu called you?” Seungcheol asked, Seokmin keeps
smiling, to show he was glad to see Junhui here even not.
“No…Wonu didn’t called me, he just texted me, said his phone was empty yesterday, that’s why
he can’t reply me, and today I came to see what happened to him” said Junhui, smiled
awkwardly at the two men front him.
“Same! I’m here because of that too” Seokmin interpreted. Seungcheol and Jun looked at him.
The older nods, “me too…I guess…We can press the bell” Seungcheol actually was trying to
avoids an awkward feeling that surrounding on them.
“Good! Press it, Hyung” Seokmin told Seungcheol to do it. And the older pressed it.

Wonwoo opened the door; he’s only wearing black t-shirt and shorts, showing his legs from
thighs. His best friends were looking at him from head to toe, but he just only wear simple cloths
yet they’re still find he looks so attractive with his milky skin.

“Guys…! What are you doing here? Seungcheol hyung, you come back” Wonwoo truly shocked
and happy at same time.
“Y-yeah…I’m comeback” Seungcheol was rubbing his neck in embarrassing.
“Seungcheol hyung come back? You have been here before, hyung?” Seokmin and Jun asked him
in same time.

---- ---- ----

Seungcheol starts to give them explanation when they already sat. Wonwoo also told them what
is actually happened yesterday. And as expected, they were shocked knowing that Wonwoo and
Mingyu had hang up together and slept at his house, moreover with Mingyoung too. Wonwoo
said he’s sorry to his best friends because he not tells them the true on texts.
“Is okay, Hyung…But next time just tell us the true. Because we felt so worried about you”
Seokmin said with mildly tone. Wonwoo simply gave a nod as replied.
They all felt threatened by the presence of Mingyu. Because they knew Wonwoo’s weakness, it
was Mingyu.
To end this awkward silent, Seungcheol asks Wonwoo where is Mingyoung, and Wonwoo tells
that Mingyoung is sleeping in her room. They nodded on the remarked.
“Since all of you already here… How about I call Sooyoung to come here too…” Wonwoo said, as
he took his phone and call his other best friend.

While, Wonwoo talking with Soonyoung, Seokmin, Jun and Seungcheol were glancing at each
other.
“Okay…Soonyoung said he will come here soon” Wonwoo smiled, widely. He has made his best
friends melted and amazed with his smile.

“Guys…? Are you not listening what I said?” Wonwoo waved his in front their face.
They came back to reality, “Y-yes…We heard what you said” Seungcheol chuckled. Hoping,
Wonwoo wouldn’t think they’re weird.
Wonwoo furrows his forehead, “Good…I wondered why all of you looked at me with those
shining eyes…” he laughed. Wonwoo remarked has made them blushing.

“How about we cook for dinner?” Seokmin found a good idea to change this awkward situation.
“I don’t have much stuff inside refrigerator, only I have some food leftover from my mom. So I
think is must better if we just order on delivery…Fried chicken, everyone?” Wonwoo blinked his
eyes, cutely. Three of guys in front almost lost their mind with Wonwoo actions. They only
nodded as agreed with Wonwoo’s ideas.
“That’s great! I’ll go call for it” Wonwoo said.

Later, they’re waiting for Soonyoung to arrive. They watch some drama on TV.
Wonwoo was already sat beside Seungcheol, since the older arrived. He placed his head on
Seungcheol’s shoulder. And certainly his best friend, got shocked and pleased.
But not for Seokmin and Jun, were sitting with discomfort feeling to see Seungcheol enjoyed this
moment with Wonwoo on his side.
They heard the bell rang. “I’ll get that” Wonwoo gets up and walked to the door, three of them
secretly staring on his back side.
“Yo, Wonu! What’s up?” Soonyoung hugged him. Wonwoo happily welcomed and replied to his
best friend that he was fine.
“Showing off your milky legs today…?” Soonyoung wiggles his eyebrows.
“Yay!” Wonwoo gave a punched on the other’s forearm. His best friend laughed. Wonwoo told
his ‘loud friend’ to join the others. They greeted each other like always, so loudly, Wonwoo
constantly has feel happy to have friends like them.

“Omma” a girl called weakly. Wonwoo turned his face, look at Mingyoung’s room. And walking
to the little girl who standing there, rubbing her eyes. Soonyoung glance at three others, they
were gazed at Wonwoo intently. Their eyes look has spoken something.

Wonwoo brought the girl on his arms, brings her to his best friends, “Mingyoung!” they called
her excitedly.
Mingyoung greeted them nicely; she went to hugs each of them. She loves all her uncle quite
much; also she had a wished one of them could be her father. Then, she noticed someone
wasn’t here, is Mingyu.
“Omma…Where is uncle Mingyu?”

Everybody completely hushed by her question, Wonwoo blinks eyes and thinks what he should
say, “U-unlce Mingyu…He already go back while you’re sleeping…” Wonwoo smiled awkwardly
after replied. “He said he doesn’t bother you, so he’s going home without telling you”
“Ooohhh” her smiled dropped. “Awww…Don’t be sad” her mother cared her head, then she
smiles when an idea crossed her mind.
“We can see him again, right Omma?” … Wonwoo finally dead on speechless, he looked at
everyone around him.
“I-I guess so” Wonwoo replied. Mingyoung smiles back on her lips, “Okay!”
All of them felt relieved when she stopped asked regarding Mingyu after that.
 ---- ---- ----

Afterward, the delivery ordered has arrived. Wonwoo wanted to pay for it since they come to his
house but Seungcheol disallowed him, he said as the eldest he duly to pays for it. And there is no
excuses to refused Seungcheol’s remarked. Wonwoo let him pay. But Soonyoung smells
something fishy regarding this issue.
Whenever they come to Soonyoung’s house and Seungcheol told him, as the owner of the house
he has to pays all the meals for his guesses. But when they come to visits Wonwoo. Seungcheol
will always say different things, or sometime he already bought something to eat.
Soonyoung narrowed his small eyes on Seungcheol, and have thought why their former
basketball leader treats Wonwoo differently. He thinks he knew why.

While they’re enjoys their meals, fried chickens. Soonyoung keeps eyes on from Seungcheol to
Junhui and to Seokmin. He likes to see observe the way three of them look at Wonwoo.
Mingyoung sits comfortably on Wonwoo’s lap; they’re playfully feeding the chicken to each
other. It very fun to watch when Wonwoo’s motherly sides has coming out from him.
Soonyoung keep still eyeing on three of Jeon Wonwoo’s fanboys. Yeah, he already named them
as Wonwoo’s fanboys since he realized the way they look at Wonwoo different, 5 or 6 years ago.
But he never tells them about this, for sure. He feels humorous with them.

Soonyoung has a list he written on mind about ‘Facts of Jeon Wonwoo Fanboys’, that each of
them has their own styles to treats Wonwoo.

The first one is Lee Seokmin, who is born in same year as Mingyu. Seokmin and Mingyu were not
only same age, but classmate and also best friends. This silly guy, Soonyoung realized he has
special gaze on Wonwoo, since Wonwoo was carrying Mingyoung, which is happened 6 years
ago. And Soonyoung’s still remember he told Seokmin acted like a real father for Wonwoo’s
child. Seokmin got blushed by his words, it enough for Soonyoung to figure out, there is
something Seokmin feels about Wonwoo.
To strengthen the evidence that Soonyoung made, is in once time, Seokmin told him that he
wants to grow up faster, so he could take care of Wonwoo and Mingyoung. Evidently
Soonyoung’s thought was right.
The second, Seungcheol, who always acted like gentleman, a good leader to take care of them
and moreover to Wonwoo, acts mature yet cute, protective over Wonwoo a little bit much and
show off his father side when Mingyoung with him, Seungcheol’s fatherly feels was already
existed ever since high school, so there’s not surprise if he could take care of Mingyoung like his
own child, just lately, he’s acts like an husband too. Oh well this leader also undoubtedly added
into the list after Seokmin.

The last one, it was Junhui. Irrefutable wouldn’t be surprise treat Wonwoo extra nicely. Since
first day he arrived at their school as exchanged student from China, he got a placed beside
Wonwoo and without hesitation Wonwoo greets and welcome him warmly, they become a great
friends just in short time. Although, Soonyoung also Jun’s classmate but he takes time to get
close with Jun. To be honest, Soonyoung get closer to Junhui because of Wonwoo too.
But after one year, Wonwoo gave birth to Mingyoung. Soonyoung noticed something on Junhui,
made him also successfully added into Wonwoo’s fanboy.
Also, this Chinese boy it kinda fearless, he likes to holds Wonwoo by waist almost to Wonwoo’s
butt. Certainly, Wonwoo won’t notice it. Jun seemingly knew Wonwoo don’t mind or doesn’t
realize about it. He takes an opportunity to have more skin-ships with Wonwoo. Differently, if
wants to compare with Seungcheol and Seokmin were little shy to have skin-ships with Wonwoo,
but not to Jun, Soonyoung always thought Junhui is kind of ‘pervert’ compare to other two.

It’s not so surprising Soonyoung, because he knew who wouldn’t fall for Wonwoo, he’s good in
visual, model-like body, milky skin, has sexy looks plus with his cute personality despite his deep
voice and cold appear.
Not only Seokmin, Seungcheol and Jun who fall for Wonwoo, since in high school many of
students fall for Wonwoo, to having ‘fangirls’ are normal, but Wonwoo also has ‘fanboys’. So this
is not a new thing that Wonwoo have fanboy.

For Soonyoung, he thinks he’s the only one who isn’t fall for Wonwoo. Because he’s only thinks
Wonwoo is best friend. Not more than that. And sometime he’s jealous with Wonwoo.

“Omma…I want a cup of Coke” suddenly the girl’s voice stopped Soonyoung from his mind.
“Okay honey…Sit here” Wonwoo placed his daughter at side then he stands up. Wonwoo walked
to dining table and pours the coke in the glass.
Soonyoung were looking at Wonwoo’s ‘fanboys’. They’re staring at Wonwoo’s back. And Junhui
can’t be less than Seungcheol and Seokmin. His eyes are straightly onto Wonwoo’s milky legs.
Seungcheol and Seokmin are still can consider normal, they only scans from head to toe.
Wonwoo came back to Mingyoung and passed her drink. Seungcheol and Seokmin changed
their view and focused back to their foods, but not Junhui, his eyes are still locked to Wonwoo.
Sometimg Soonyoung felt sorry for them; because Wonwoo never looks at them as the way he
looks at Mingyu. Their tall friend has the most special place, like those ‘fanboys’ wished to have
inside Wonwoo’s heart.

Later, they finished their meals, all of them deiced to leave Wonwoo and Mingyoung to rest.
Wonwoo carried up Mingyoung to sat on his arm, and sending his friends at door.
“Call me if you need something, alright Wonu?” Seungcheol showed his dashing smirked. Junhui
and Seokmin rolled their eyes, so annoying. Soonyoung as a witness, he would to laugh at this
scene.
“Call me too” Jun and Seokmin said at same time, than they look at each other with one eyebrow
lifting.

“Yes…Yes…Don’t worry I will call you guys if we need something, right Mingyoung?” Wonwoo
giggled.
“Yeap Uncles! We’ll call you if we want help” she smiled sweetly at her mother’s friends. She
melted their heart with her smiled and sweet talk, she’s so cute. Then, each of them kissed
Mingyoung’s cheeks and gave Wonwoo hugs before they go.
“Bye Wonu, Bye Mingyoung!!!” they waved. “Bye guysss!!!” the mother and the girl waved back,
they sighed.
“Omma! Let’s go watch my cartoon!”
“Okay…Let’s go” They closed the door. They’re very thankful endowed peoples like them to be
on their side whatever they needs.

---- ---- ----

Next day
Today Wonwoo go to Mingyu’s office, for more discussion about what KMG’s company want to
have on their mall.
When Wonwoo arrived in front the meeting room, he knocked the door before get in, “Come
in!” a voice shouted and Wonwoo opened the door. He sees a guy was smirking at him.
He sighs and rolls eyes, he hate to stay same room with Mingyu and only two of them.

“Hi Wonu…I hope you have good rest yesterday” said Mingyu grinned at the older.
Wonwoo choose to sit at opposite side of Mingyu, there are no words out from him yet, he
simply put his bag on chair and sit down, and then he look at Mingyu.
“I’m so thankful you send me back I thought you already kidnapped us” Wonwoo said without
looking at the taller.
Mingyu laughs quite load, makes Wonwoo resentment, “Yay! It’s not funny!”

“How can I want to kidnap you? What did you have?” The taller tried hold his laughter.
“You’re an idiot, nobody knows what you want to do” the older replied.
“What did you said I’m an idiot? How could you think I’m an idiot?” Mingyu slightly shouted.
“Yes you’re an idiot…Just accepted the fact” Wonwoo was still in his poker face.

“Yay! Wonu….Watch your---” someone knocked the door. “Sorry for bothering you Mr Mingyu, I
just came here to inform you that, Mr Donggyu will arrive soon” said the girl.
“Okay…Thanks…You can go now” Mingyu sighed and look back at Wonwoo. But Wonwoo started
look different.
“Are you scared?” Mingyu asked; he knew Wonwoo must be afraid with his dad.
The older shake head a bit, but his eyes telling everything, Mingyu stood up and walked toward
Wonwoo sit beside him.
“Don’t be scared, I’m here with you” he tried to hold Wonwoo’s hand then, the door open.
“Mr Donggyu arrived” the middle-age man walked into the door and he was startled when his
eyes met Wonwoo.

Mingyu and Wonwoo stand up and bows at him, Donggyu just smirks at their action.
“Sit down” he said, calmly.
Donggyu also sat down with his workers beside him; he raised eyebrows while looking at his son.
Mingyu should sit beside him not Wonwoo.
“Mingyu, I think you forgot where your place is” Donggyu told, with no satisfaction on his face
reflected.
The taller nodded and walking back to his seat; beside his father, leaved Wonwoo alone at the
opposite side.
Wonwoo doesn’t dare to look at Donggyu, he indeed fearful with Mingyu’s father since they
knew each other during high school.
He just thinks why Mingyu’s father wants to choose his company to work with? If he hates
Wonwoo because date his son or there is something Donggyu plan?

Afterward, they start the meeting, Wonwoo put all of his the spirit and courage, to standing in
front, to shows to Mingyu’s father that he’s successful right now.
Wonwoo began to introduce himself and exhibit his paper works to them, he looks so confident
even in his heart seemed to explode.
Donggyu doesn’t say anything, he just watch and listen to every single of Wonwoo explanation
and plans. He had a thought no wonder they can be one of successful company.
Then, he looks at his son, Mingyu. The taller seems enjoying his time, his smile never fade away,
his eyes look shining when he sees Wonwoo. Donggyu knows that Mingyu is still same; this is not
a good thing.

After completion of the meeting, all of the workers went out from the door and now only left
Donggyu, his son and Wonwoo.

“I’m surprised you did such a good job, Wonu” said Donggyu.
Mingyu glanced at his father; Wonwoo just bowed his head as ‘thanks’.
“But it still doesn’t mean you can marry with my son”
That sarcastic remarked makes both Mingyu and Wonwoo shocked. He never means to go back
to Mingyu. Why Donggyu always makes him feel like this?
“You can go back now” Donggyu told Wonwoo with slightly firm voice.
Wonwoo stood up and bowed, when he walked passing Mingyu, the taller grabbed his arm. He
stopped from moving. Mingyu stand beside him.
Mingyu doesn’t care with his father gazes anymore, “Wonu, wait…”

“Mingyu…You should let him go, the day after tomorrow, I want to bring you to meet a girl…You
know her so well before…” Donggyu spoke without looking at them.
Wonwoo feel something hits his heart heard the news. Mingyu sighed and pulled his ex lover
from the room.
“Don’t listen to him” Mingyu told Wonwoo. The older just keep head at ground.
“I’m going back, right now” said Wonwoo, coldly, then he left the taller.

Wonwoo was driving back to his office, he doesn’t realize tears flowing down from his eyes when
he remember Donggyu told Mingyu there is a girl that will meet him.
He doesn’t know what those words can’t rip from his brain. He wiped the tears that nonstop
falling. He hates why he needs to be sad or feel stymied by those words.

---- ---- ----

Mingyu got a call from hospital regarding his mother’s medical reports. He decided to take leave
earlier. Mingyu told his father and the middle-age man allowed him to go.

When he arrived there, he walked to take his mother’s reports and the doctor told him several of
things about his mother. Mingyu feels so lost for while, why not his father the one who get sick?
Why his mother? A woman who’s like an angle to Mingyu…
Mingyu doesn’t want anyone see his tears, he nodded and stand up, “Thank you, Doctor…I will
tell my mom” he keep his head lower.
“Please tell her to be faster…” the doctor patted Mingyu’s shoulder; the taller bowed and leave
the room.
Mingyu feels his knees getting weak; he collapsed himself on wooden chair, his hands shaking,
he has no ideas how to talk or think right now. He felt dull deep inside his heart.
He tried to stand up and started to moves his long legs to walk to his car, while he was walking;
he saw a figure look just like Wonwoo’s. He stopped, he tries to shout Wonwoo’s name, but he
was startled when he seen Wonwoo walked inside ‘Gynecologist’ room.

“WAIT! It’s that Wonu? My Wonu…? Gets into Women’s clinic? No, no …I don’t think so….But
that guy looks really like him…! I will wait here for make sure” Mingyu were talked to himself. He
has weird feeling since he met Wonwoo and Mingyoung together and now this thing?? He
placed his mother’s problem at a side and now waiting for Wonwoo until he gets out from the
room.

---- ---- ----

“Noona! Congratulations upon your pregnancy! I’m sure San-hyung will be the happier person
when he knows this” Wonwoo said to Raina, his former doctor who charged to take care of him
6 years ago during his pregnancy.
After his pregnancy, Wonwoo and Raina was still keep in touch with each other, since Wonwoo
don’t have older sister, he has thought Raina as his big sister. He’s really happy for his ‘sister’
Raina, to finally have baby after two years of married, with a Korean guy but stayed at Unite
state, named Jung San.

“Thank you so much my lovely, brother!” She hugged him. “Have a sit” Raina patted Wonwoo sit
down on chair beside him. She sat on his opposite side.
Wonwoo were asked Raina how she’s found out and feel after two years wait, and more.
Wonwoo felt so glad when Raina told him that he’s the first person know about this. It does
remind him of the moment he’s carrying Mingyoung, Dr.Raina was also the first one who knew
about Mingyoung.
They were continue chatting and Raina teased Wonwoo that he becomes a ‘mother’ earlier from
her, so she should takes some advices from Wonwoo.
Wonwoo’s face turns all red, biting his lips, Raina laughed heartily. “I’m sorry I did laughed too
hard...hehehe”
“Is okay…” Wonwoo rolled eyes and pouted cutely. Raina always teased him with that ‘jokes’, he
don’t even mad on it, because he like how Raina treat him. Because she never said Wonwoo is
weird just only reason he’s a guy that can carry a baby, furthermore, she really makes him feel
warm like a big sister. She also made her husband understand Wonwoo’s situations and more.
Raina doesn’t want her husband offend Wonwoo by mention something that can make her
‘brother’ mad or sad. That’s why Wonwoo could say Raina is his sister.

Raina noticed Wonwoo’s eyes look fluffy and a little red, “Wonu…? May I ask you something?”
“Sure” Wonwoo looked at her and nodded, weakly.
“Are you just cried…Ah?”
Wonwoo looked at her with wide eyes, if he tell lie, she’s still could read, “Yes I did” he sighed.
The women furrowed eyebrows, “There’s something bother you?” her tone changed. She really
worried if Wonwoo looking like this.

“Mingyu has become back…” Wonwoo’s deep voice, sound deeper and bitter, his tears fall, he
wiped it before anyone could see.
Raina was speechless, he knew Mingyu by Wonwoo, because Wonwoo told everything about the
taller and also Wonwoo had showed Mingyu’s picture to her. So can say she knew all about the
taller, Raina also said that Mingyoung followed his father more, Wonwoo can’t deny and agreed
with her.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Raina looked into Wonwoo’s watery eyes.
Wonwoo begun his story, Raina knew that Mingyoung has to acted as Wonwoo’s ‘adopted sister’
with strangers. Raina is just wondering if Mingyu notices that Wonwoo’s actually tell lies to him.
He also tells her about he stayed a night at Mingyu’s holiday house. Raina was definitely shocked
heard that but calming herself and listening to Wonwoo’s story until end.

She grips Wonwoo’s hands strongly, the younger look at her while tears falling from his eyes, he
look so weak, “Wonu…I know you’re strong! You can through all of this…I also know it wasn’t
easy for you to face Mingyu again after what happened….” Tears also dropped from her eyes.
“I probably never feel what you had…But I want you to keep all your spirits in heart for
Mingyoung…She needs you…And if you want my help, anytime and anywhere, I can give a hand
for you…Just please don’t be scare with Mingyu, just because about of your old story, he can’t do
nothing to you right now”
Wonwoo felt her grips strong, his tiny smile showed and he nodded, “But I’m scared….I’m scared
if I did forgive him, I would fall for him again and then he leave me again” his voice cracking,
tears keep floods his eyes.

“I understand Wonwoo… I think you better go home and have rest…Mingyoung will come back
soon…I don’t think she like to see her mother look sad…You know, Mingyoung is claver girl, she
know if you hide something” Raina smiled to warmly the situation.
Wonwoo nodded and wiped his tears, “I’m sorry Noona, and I didn’t mean to ruin your good day,
today…” He bowed a bit of his head.
“Is okay Wonu…You have the right to share your sadness, don’t keep in yourself too much, it’ll
hurt you…Remember you always have me, your family and also your friends” she still gripped
Wonwoo’s hand tightly.
“Thank you very much Noona…Thank you for always being my good sister to me”
“You’re welcome…Go home and have rest now”
Wonwoo smiles and he stands up, not forget to bowed at Raina, she just laughed,
“Congratulations again, Noona!”
Raina giggles and nods “Thank you, thank you”
“I’ll going now”
“Okay…Bye!”
“Bye!” Wonwoo closed the door. And when turned around he saw a tall figure, his heart fall.

He was shocked, “Mi---Mingyu…What…Are you doing…here?” he couldn’t his stuttered and how
nervous he is, right now.
Mingyu ware hanging for few seconds before he realized what happening, “I….Came here to take
my mother’s reports…and you?” Mingyu tried to smile like he was fine.
Wonwoo feels so scared, he doesn’t dare to meet with Mingyu’s eyes, he looked at his own feet,
“I met my friend….I will go now” he walked and leaving the taller without turning back.
The younger simply let Wonwoo let go, he knew there is no point for him to hold him, and he
knew Wonwoo just will brush off his hand. He gonna find the answer by himself. Mingyu is ready
to know everything.

---- ---- ----

Mingyu stands in front the room, he knocked, “Come in” he heard the woman’s voice allowed
him to get inside. He feels his anxiety all over his body. Mingyu was scared to meet this woman
because he doesn’t want to hear this woman is Wonwoo’s lover or more worst she is
Mingyoung’s mother. He can’t accept this if is true.

Raina was startled to see a tall and handsome man in front her, but she welcomed him with and
told the young man to sits. He looks familiar to her, but she can’t figure out whom yet she’s still
thinking.
“May I know what are you doing here? You know, this is Gynecologist’s clinic….There anything I
can help you? Or your wife is sick?” She smiled, softly.

Mingyu were looking at her with and blinks his eyes, “Wo-Wonu…You-You kno him, right?”
Her smile dropped. Wait! He is Mingyu…? Wonu’s love…? Mingyoung’s father…? Raina
questioned to herself.
She completely blank, no wonder the taller look so familiar to her, but compared to the picture
that Wonwoo had showed to her long time ago, now Mingyu looks so mature and manlier. She
realized why Wonwoo can fall for Mingyu and is true Mingyoung followed her father quite a lot.

“Yes…I know Wonu…He’s my friend…” a fake grinned beamed on her lips.

“Just friend, right…?” Mingyu keeps his serious friend.
She laughs and nodded, “Yes…And we’re like brother and sister…I already married with other
guy…” she showed her ring. And she continues again, “So, can I know, why would you like to
know about Wonu…? And who are you?” staying her smile on her face.
“Ah…I’m sorry for being rude…I’m Kim Mingyu, Wonu’s friend…Sorry if I’d bother while you were
working” Mingyu bowed his head.

Raina tries to calm herself not to show any weary expression when she knew the guy is real
‘Mingyu’ in front of her. “No, No…You’re not bothering me, I’m free right now… So there’s
anything I can help you?”

“Why Wonu come here?” Mingyu’s cold voice felt like shoot in straight to Raina’s heart. She had
promised to Wonwoo to keep his secret, but at same time she want Wonwoo face the reality
and not make Mingyoung’s suffered living without a father and keep asks Wonwoo where’s her
father and everything about her father.
Even if Mingyu want or don’t want to accept the fact that he’s a father, yet he’s still should be
inform regarding this and Wonwoo has to stop saying that Mingyoung is just his mistake he
made, because of that he have to carry the burden himself. It is unfair. And from all the stories
Raina heard from Wonwoo about Mingyu, Raina was so sure that Mingyu was still have his
feeling for Wonwoo and what happened few days ago are too obvious.

“Wonu came here to see me because I’m told that I’m pregnant…I already for 2 years with my
husband, and finally I have a baby…As a friend and brother, Wonu knows how sad I was when I
find myself isn’t easy to get pregnant although I’m a Gynecologist’s doctor” She smiled softly.
Mingyu’s eyes open wide and lips curving up, “Oh… congratulation! You and your husband must
be feel glad right now”
Raina shyly nods; “Yeah…But Wonu is the first person knows about this…and you’re the second
hahaha” the taller also followed her laughed.

Mingyu felt so glad and thankful to god, this woman wasn’t Wonwoo’s lover or something
related to his nightmare. This woman already married and soon to be a mother with other guy.
Good thing.

“How long you have known Wonu?” Mingyu asked. Raina is wavering does need to be honest or
keep lying? Maybe this is the ‘time’.
I’m sorry Wonu…I think you can kill me but you still have to face it. Raina begged to god that
Wonwoo wouldn’t mad at her. She just wants the best for him.

“Since 6 years year ago…” she replied.

“That’s such long time…So there’s anything he had told you about me?” From Mingyu’s eyes
Raina knew what he was thinking. Let’s be honest here.
“You’re leaved him and study at Canada” there’s slightly changed on her tone, she’s being more
serious.
Mingyu be glued with her remarked. He thought this woman must be known what happened to
his best friend after he leaves.
“You seem know everything about me…If you want to know, since I came back to Korea I always
wonder why Wonu changed so much. I’m sure he did tell you why…I asked our friend, but none
of them would give answer to me” Mingyu sighs, he looks so gloomy.
She take a deep breath, closes her eyes and exhales, “Wonu has a secret, Mingyu…”
“S-secret…?” Mingyu gripped his own thighs.
“Wait here…” Raina stands up and she went from the room.

Just few minutes after that, she brings a file in her hand, Raina back to her chair and give the file
to Mingyu. It’s been written Wonwoo’s name.
Mingyu’s feel his heart racing, why Wonwoo can have a file in from this clinic? This can’t be
Wonwoo can preg--- Mingyu’s heart stopped just only he read in the first page.
His jaw dropped. His breaths stopped. Mingyu felt whole world stopped.
It’s written every detail of Wonwoo’s conditions, this is REAL! The baby’s image by ultrasound,
Mingyu was feeling of choking.
Raina smile weakly as responds to Mingyu’s reaction, “Wonu is special, Mingyu…You wouldn’t
believe it, right?” her tears also flowed.
“Do-does Ming-young is my dau---?” “Yes” she cut his unfinished statement. The file on Mingyu’s
hand was fall and all the papers uncluttered on the floor. He was shedding tears without he
realized.

How Wonu could do this to me? That’s what Mingyu think, he feels his tough numb. He was
deceived by Wonwoo about Mingyoung?
“Why…? Why Wonu…? I didn’t eligible to be her father? I know I broke your heart…But …. I’m
still…Her father…” Mingyu mumbled. His hands are trembling.
“Mingyu…? Mingyu…?” Raina called him, she so concern of Mingyu’s reaction, he look at her
with blank expression.

“I’ll…. I will g-go…Now…Thank you so much fo-for take y-your time for me” Mingyu tried to stand
up but he ended up fallen on ground.
“MINGYU!” she ran to the taller and gives massage on Mingyu’s shoulder, she knew Mingyu
must be shock. Raina was right, that Mingyu aren’t type of irresponsibility guy. Her scent told
that the taller is actually nice guy.

Mingyu looked at her eyes; his face was showing how horrible he feels right now.
“Do-Doctor… Can I…Take this as proof?” Mingyu holds few papers on his grips.
Raina sadly sighed, then she nods, “take this one, in this paper has written all details about
Wonu’s condition” she passed a paper to Mingyu.
The taller lost the papers on his gripped and took the one from Raina. He wants to stand up, but
Raina caught he’s still shocking with the fact, so she’s helping him to stand.

“Thank you, Doctor” he bowed and went from the room before Raina could say any words to
him.
“Wonu…You have to face the reality now…I’m sorry for being a bad sister to you, I can’t keep
your secret for too long because I know…this is the best for you”
She sighs, “Baby…Omma do the good thing, right?” Raina stokes her flat belly. Then, she picks up
all the papers on floor. Prays for the best for Mingyu and Wonwoo and not forget to Mingyoung,
their sweetheart.

---- ---- ----

Wonwoo arrived at home, he felt guilty towards Raina. She just wanted to share her happiness
but Wonwoo seems turn that down with his problems. But at same time he felt better that he
can talk with about it with Raina. And she was so nice to willing to give ear for hear his
complexity.
He lying down on chair, he looked at his watch, only one hour before Mingyoung comeback
kindergarten. Suddenly, his phone ringing, he just picked up without looking who’s calling him.

“Hello?”
“Wonu…Where are you now?” Mingyu’s firmed voice made his strangled. He sits up from his lay-
down position.
“I’m….at my house…” He answered hesitatingly.
“Wait for me…I will go there now” Mingyu ended the call before Wonwoo could say anything.
Wonwoo’s mouth feels dry, his heart is racing, he only could sit there and waiting what will
happens next.

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Mingyu arrived there with angry feeling possessed him. He pressed the bell rapidly.
Wonwoo startled by the sound, he scared to open the door. But the bell sounds so annoyed,
hitting his ears. And he knew Mingyu would break the door soon.
He opened the door. Mingyu pushed his aside and does not bother to care about the door not
been close yet.
“Wh…What you want, Mingyu?” the older stared at ground.

“Explain this to me… Tell me the truth Wonu!” Mingyu yelled, showing the paper in front of
Wonwoo’s face.
Wonwoo read a bit of the paper wrote, he gulped and unable to breath. He wished he was dead
now…Or should he believe this just like a nightmare.

“What you want to explain?” Wonwoo braved himself to look at his ex-lover.
“I know you aren’t stupid Wonu…” Mingyu can’t stop his tears falling from his eyes.
“If you already know … Then why you still asked me…?! WHAT DID YOU WANT FROM ME,
HUH?!” Wonwoo has lost his manner and patience.
Mingyu can’t believe the person he loved so much just scolded him disillusioned. He realized
now Wonwoo wasn’t even joked with him, Wonwoo wasn’t played hard to get with him but
Wonwoo really hates him.

“I wanna know why you keep this secret? Why you did tell me you’re ‘different’? And why you
didn’t tell me …. Mingyoung is my … Daugther?” the taller shaken voice sounded so awful to
hear.
“You want to why? Have you mirrored yourself, Mingyu?” Wonwoo shot him back.
“WHY? AM I TOO BAD TO BE HER FATHER!? DON’T YOU HAVE HEART WONU? YOU DON’T FEEL
PITY TO HER…YOU COULD LIE ON MY FACE! ON HER FACE! WHILE YOU KNOW WE’RE FATHER
AND DAUGHTER YET YOU STILL ACTED LIKE WE’RE NOT, LIKE, WE’RE NOTING RELATED…YOU
CRUEL WONU!” Mingyu expressed his bitterness without notice.
The younger’s words already made excite anger of Wonwoo. “ARE YOU SAYING I’M CRUEL…?
DID YOU KNOW WHAT I HAVE BEEN THOUGT THIS TIME, THE TIME YOU LEFT ME, THEN BEING A
MALE PREGNANT AND CARRY YOUR BABY EVERYWHERE, MY FAMILY AND MY FRIENDS
SUFFERED TO TAKE OF ME, FEW MONTHS I DIDN’T ALLOWED TO GO OUT LIKE USUAL, I HAVE
WEAR WOMEN’S CLOTHES, BECAUSE IF PEOPLE KNOW I’M PREGNANT, MY FATHER’S BUSINESS
WOULD GET RUIN….”
“AND NOT ONLY THAT, IN AGE OF TWENTY, YOU’RE IN CANADA HAVE FUN THERE WHILE I’M
HERE, BEING A ‘MOTHER’, A SINGLE PARENT FOR A BABY…DO YOU THINK IS EASY MINGYU?
YOU’LL NEVER KNOW WHAT I FEEL…” Wonwoo took a deep sighed and trying to catch breath.
He didn’t mean to blame Mingyoung made him suffered but he wants Mingyu know that’s he
felt 6 years ago.

Mingyu was gulped and numbed in his spot, he only could observe Wonwoo, and he lost any
words on tongue. Wonwoo started get tired with this, his eyes looks red. They stayed silent for
moments.

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Mingyoung’s sitting on swing, still waiting for her mother to pick her up. She feels different
today, she doesn’t why but her heart keeps says something bad is happening, Mingyoung
actually feel so worried about her mother. And Wonwoo usually arrived there a bit early than
today. All pupils have going home, but she stays waiting patiently.

“Mingyoung, where is your brother? Why he didn’t pick up you yet?” she turned around and saw
her teacher.
“I also don’t know teacher but is okay. I will wait for him” She smiled at middle-age women.
The women couldn’t help but smile, she so pretty and when she’s smiling, she can look like an
angel, so innocent.
“Everyone has leaved the school…So I think I should send you home…Come follow me,
Mingyoung…” the teacher told her, she thinks for while before agreed with her. The women took
her small hand and hold it.
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Just took 10 minutes to arrived at her home, “Thank you for send me home, teacher” she get out
from the car and bowed at the women.
The teacher felt touched see a little girl having mature mind and good manner. “No problem,
Mingyoung…See you tomorrow…Be careful!”
“Okay teacher” she closed the door and waved goodbye. After the car moved from her sight, she
ran to lift, she really to get fast to see her mother. She already called and texted Wonwoo but no
answered, and she feels that her mother has reached home.

Mingyoung stopped her feet before get closer to the door; she sees the door slightly opened.
And she hears other man’s voice that is not her mother, she knew Wonwoo aren’t alone,
Mingyoung wondered why they seems flight. She decided to stay there.

“She just a mistake that I made…I mean…We are made” Wonwoo looked straight into Mingyu’s
eyes and tears falling. The taller felt his heart fell and shattered, he can’t believe Wonwoo said
something he never thought.

“You’re saying Mingyoung is mistake?” Mingyu walked closer to the older. Wonwoo is frozen on
his feet.
“Yes…She is just mistake” said Wonwoo, because he hated Mingyu so much for left him 6 years
ago. His say thing he doesn’t need to.

“HOW COULD YOU SHE IS JUST A MISTAKE…?” Mingyu’s voice got higher.
“BECAUSE OF HER….I CAN’T FORGET YOU…I ALWAYS REMEMBER THE TIME WHEN WE’RE STILL
TOGETHER…AND I HATE IT! SOMETIME I CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT HER FACE. YOU KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE SHE’S LOOK LIKE YOU…I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE YOU’RE WITH ME BUT ACTUALLY IS HER…
SHE IS REALLY LIKE YOU IN DIFFERENT VERSION…I HATE IT” Wonwoo cried harder after his awful
confession.
He felt so sin to Mingyoung; yes he felt she was burdened at beginning, because of her similarity
with Mingyu. But that’s what just long time ago the story that he can’t Mingyu before. But now
Mingyoung is his ‘life’.
They weren’t realized, the moments they’re shouting and yelling at each other, someone behind
the door was observing them.
Mingyoung is crying, and she closed her mouth, don’t want they hear her cries. She got scared,
heard her mother yelled, she never seen this side of her mother. Mingyoung was clueless who is
with her mother and why Wonwoo shouted at the guy. She seems know the other guy’s voice.
But she so afraid to looked more. She don’t want Wonwoo notice her, she decided to go
somewhere for while, then she ran.

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Mingyu were looking at Wonwoo. The older looked completely different, so down, gloomy and
unhappy.
“How could you say that?” The tears that’s Mingyu hold, now is falling.
Wonwoo changed his view to other side, he knew Mingyu is crying, he don’t want to look at it,
he don’t want his heart get weak because of Mingyu. He won’t look at the tears.
“You don’t know how I felt, so just shut your mouth” Wonwoo acted ruthless.

“HOW CAN I SHUT MY MOUTH WHEN YOU SAID MY DAUGHTER IS JUST A MISTAKE?” Mingyu
has over his limited.
“YOU’RE NOT EVEN TAKE CARE OF HER. DO NOT CLAIM SHE IS YOUR DAUGHTER!” Wonwoo
screamed at him back.

“Okay…Even if I can’t claim she is mine…You have to know this...”

“What?”
“She…Wasn’t a mistake…”Mingyu wiped his eyes. But the tears are still dropping. “Just that I
want to remember”
Wonwoo sees Mingyu cried, he knew Mingyoung wasn’t a mistake, he knew it! He don’t want to
she is wrong mistake. Because she is was the most precious mistake happened.
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A little girl was walking briskly on side road, whispering, “Omma…Don’t be mad…Omma, please
don’t get mad, Omma…I’m sorry if I did make you angry…Omma I’m sorry” Mingyoung looked so
terrified, her body is shaking, her eyes get watery. She starts to cry.
Not too long after, her view got changed, she feels dizzy and slowly everything goes…
Dark…
Random people around her were shocked, they rushed to check what happened to her, and
then, they called the hospital.

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Mingyu and Wonwoo are stayed in silent, there nothing to talk with each other anymore.
Afterwards, Wonwoo received a call from hospital, he got panic, and Mingyu noticed expression
changing on his lover’s face. His instinct tells him that something bad must be going on.

“I will go there now” he ended the call. The older were looking at Mingyu. “Min...Minyoung”
“What’s wrong with Mingyoung…?” Mingyu decisive asked.
“She is in hospital…” Wonwoo replied.
“Let’s go now….” Mingyu grabbed Wonwoo’s hand without him aware. Wonwoo also don’t
refused or anything. He’s just crying silently and praying that’s nothing serious happened to his
daughter.

When they arrived at the hospital, Wonwoo and Mingyu rushed to ask where the direction of
Mingyoung’s room is. And Raina came to them, she felt so horrible to met Wonwoo after she
told Mingyu the truth, however, they have to put that problem at the side.
Raina was told them that Mingyoung is actually under stress, and for her age, the stress she’s
having is quite hard for her to go through.
“How you know about that?” Wonwoo asked Raina.
She sighed; she stared at Mingyu then looked at back at Wonwoo, “I will tell you later…Now you
better go to see her” she patted Wonwoo. Both of them just simply nodded.

They walked to her wad, Mingyu and Wonwoo doesn’t notice people around them give strange
look, because Mingyu lead Wonwoo’s hand, they look like couple.
That’s not a problem for now, after found her room; Wonwoo stopped Mingyu to follow him.
“I think you better not to meet her now” Wonwoo keep his eyes ground, and Mingyu just
nodded on Wonwoo’s words. He just stands behind the door.

Wonwoo sees his daughter, and tears are dropping. His shaking hands grabbed Mingyoung’s
hand and care it, gently. Seeing the little girl laid on bed like this, made he felt fail as her mother.

“Mingyoung-ah … I’m sorry, sweetheart… I’m sorry for not knowing you have stress that can
make you sick…” Wonwoo keeps crying.
“I’m a worst Omma, right?” he cares her head.
Mingyoung’s eyes slowly opened, “Omma…” her voice sounded so weak.

Mingyu stayed standing behind the door, he finally hear the girl called Wonwoo with ‘Omma’.
For first time he heard Mingyoung said it clearly. He felt bittersweet inside his heart. It is true,
Wonwoo is her mother and he is her father. His tears fall because he feels this is like a dream
come true. He’s still keep hiding to continued listen to them.

She showed her smiled although it looks so weak, blinking her eyes slowly.
“Omma, I’m sorry”

Wonwoo have no ideas with his daughter’s words. “Why Mingyoung…?”

“Omma…I didn’t know what’s happened to you but…I’m sorry…If you’re mad because I’m always
asked you about Appa…I’m sorry if I did make you feel unhappy” her weak voice made Wonwoo
felt worse.
He wished the girl didn’t hear, when he fights with Mingyu, and said that she is just a mistake.
Wonwoo don’t know how think anymore, he just cried and ask forgiveness inside his heart.

“Omma…” She sighed. “Don’t cry…I hate seeing you sad” Mingyoung tried to smile. Gripping, her
mother’s hand thighten.
Her mother only could show a fake smiled to her and wiped his tears. “Mingyoung-ah… You have
to sleep to get good rest…I will stay here with you” said Wonwoo.
Then, she nodded and closes her eyes, but her small hand is still knot with her mother’s.

Mingyu were smiling, he finally know that Mingyoung is his daughter it was a very wonderful gift.
He can’t stop smile, then, he walked to seat at near the door.
Raina’s coming to him, “I want you to follow me soon. I will meet Wonwoo first, okay?” Mingyu
nodded at her. After that she entered the room, just few minutes later, Wonwoo come out with
her.
“I want both of you follow”
“Why he need to follow us, Noona?” Wonwoo pointed at Mingyu.
“Because…This is was related to both of you, understand?”
Wonwoo hummed on her replied. Mingyu was glad that she considers him crucial part of this.

She brings them to her room, and told them to sit down. She took Mingyoung’s bag, and take
out a book. “I’ve read her dairy, so that is how I know that she’s under stress…And I called her
teacher, I asked how she is in school. Her teacher told me that she didn’t have many friends; she
seems keep a secret, sometime she’s daydreaming on class. It seems like her body was there but
not her mind. And that’s getting worst lately.”
Wonwoo bites his lips, he doesn’t know how to react, and he feels so bad. Mingyu looked at his
ex-lover; he knew what’s in Wonwoo’s mind right now. He felt the same.

“Inside her dairy, she write, ‘I want to meet my father, I wish I can see how he look like, why he
leave us? Why Omma hates him? … Omma, I will take care of you when I’m grown up
soon…Appa, Omma said we’re look like’… She wrote that almost every day”
When Mingyu and Wonwoo heard that, their heart stopped beating. And now Mingyu were
thinking could Mingyoung accept him, if she know that he is her father? She will hate him
because leaved them before, and broke Wonwoo’s heart.

Then, Raina continued, “She had written more, ‘My mom, have a friend. A very handsome, like a
Prince Charming, he is so nice. But Omma seem like don’t like anymore. Omma said he fight with
the guy, I don’t know…But I hope Omma can be friend that Prince Charming again…He is nice
and he is has canine like me…How I wish he can be my father’…Mingyoung probably 6 years old
girl. But her brain is so special”
Wonwoo and Mingyu only can cries, barely to breathing, listen to Raina. “That’s why I want both
of you here…To know what’s actually happened to her” she wiped her tears. She can feel the
sadness of the little girl.

“I just hope that you guys can think what the best is for her” she really wished Wonwoo can
open his heart for Mingyu again. She knew Mingyu can take care of this responsibility.

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Wonwoo was sitting beside his daughter’s bed and Mingyu sat on the couch. After, they heard
about Mingyoung’s dairy.
They felt more awkward, can’t look into each other’s eyes. Wonwoo stand up and walked
directly to the door. “Where are you going?” Mingyu asked.
The older just looked at ground and answering, “Seungcheol hyung and others are coming
here…So I want waiting them at outside”
Mingyu signed, he was thinking how to react with his old friends, after he heard the story from
Seungcheol why they didn’t want talk with him. However, Mingyu simply nodded at Wonwoo.
Then, Wonwoo went out from there. He doesn’t know why he can let Mingyu to look after
Mingyoung. Probably, he knew that Mingyu can do it, Mingyoung is Mingyu’s daughter too, and
even Wonwoo tried to deny it, yet it’s still a fact.

“Wonu!” he turned to his side, he sees his friends rushed to him.

“How’s Mingyoung…?”
“She is okay now?”
“Are you okay, Wonu?”
Seungcheol, Jun and Seokmin, all asked him at same time. And Soonyoung just rolled eyes. He
wished his friends can stop tries to be like ‘boyfriend material’ or ‘husband material’ to Wonwoo
for while. He knew they’re worried but the way their acted is something. He also worried but still
not same way as them.

“Yeah…She is fine, just need some rest…She’s sleeping right now” Wonwoo smiled at them.
“We feel so glad heard that, Wonu” Seungcheol padded his crush’s shoulder.

Unexpectedly, for them when Mingyu’s coming out from the door.
“Why he has to be here?” Jun asked.
SPECIAL CIRCUMTANCES

7
Seungcheol is clearly concocting a plan and Wonwoo can’t decide if he’s happy about that now.
Mostly he wanted the leader to talk some sense into Jisoo, if only for Jeonghan’s sake. He knows
he’s broken Jisoo’s trust by forcing Jeonghan to come out and for that he’s sorry. He really truly
is. But even the leader agrees that it’s time for everyone to just grow up and face the issue head
on. That ‘everyone’, however, includes himself and Mingyu. Wonwoo is still too upset at the
younger man to consider forgiving him.
He makes sure to talk with Seungcheol about what had really happened between him and
Mingyu, down to the last detail, as uncomfortable as it might be. He closes himself up in the
leader’s room when the rest of the members are blessedly absent. They sit on the leader’s
bottom bunk, Seungcheol’s arm thrown across Wonwoo’s broad shoulders casually.
“Coups-hyung, I just can’t let it go. You understand right? He’s not even sorry. Not once
has he apologized for the way he’s treated me. I never knew my so called best friend could be
such a heartless monster. I can gloss over the details and pretend for Seventeen’s sake. You
know how important this group is to me,” Seungcheol just nods and pulls Wonwoo to lie down
next to him.
They lay on the leader’s bunk together quietly, the elder apparently thinking hard about the
situation. The door busts open and Jun comes strolling in muttering in Chinese under his breath.
Wonwoo watches the older man scan the room clearly looking for something. He passes over
the two rappers cuddled on the leader’s bed with only sparing glances before locating his i-pod
and quickly leaving the room again. Wonwoo is thankful it hadn’t been Mingyu trying to
insinuate himself in his life again. Seungcheol shifts onto his side facing Wonwoo and places his
hand on Wonwoo’s stomach lightly.
“I think you made a mistake Woo-ah. You should have fallen in love with me. I love your
manly body,” The sentence is said with a raise of Seungcheol’s eyebrows and a perverted smile,
but Wonwoo wonders how much of it is really fake. He slaps the leader’s chest in protest and
feels the leader trying to grope at his backside playfully. Wonwoo feels comfortable with
Seungcheol though and knows his joking antics are a stress relief technique.
“But in all seriousness, I think for now we’ll wait on Mingyu. I’ll try to talk to him soon, but
if he doesn’t want the members to know he’s going to be pretty angry that you told me, much
less Jisoo and Jeonghan too.”
Wonwoo can’t disagree. He thinks about his fight with Mingyu and what the younger had said.
Did he feel something different for Wonwoo after what they did together? The thought is quickly
shaken off, the rapper knowing his emotions were trying to spin things in a different light.
Mingyu was straight and simply wanted Wonwoo for his female body. That was it, plain and
simple. Whatever the younger had said that day were lies and confusion.
 “Anyway, I feel like talking to Jisoo is going to be harder to do. I can’t change his religious
beliefs Wonwoo. If he’s struggling with his sexuality, I can’t just order him to accept it as the
leader. But maybe I can get the two of them to talk at least. Jeonghan deserves that much at
least.” Wonwoo watches as a faraway expression clouds Seungcheol’s face. Many of the
members had always suspected that the leader was in love with Jeonghan. Wonwoo feels sad for
the elder man and his never to be requited love.
“Hyung, you’re so strong. Thank you,” Wonwoo whispers and pulls Seungcheol in for a
tighter hug, thus cuddling closer. The two lie there in silence for a moment, the companionship
healing both broken hearts.
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They’re at dance practice two days later when Jihoon moves to sit next to Wonwoo at
break. He sits quietly for a moment before speaking.
“So I found something on the internet that might explain what happened to you,” the
sentence is slightly whispered and Jihoon is glancing cautiously at the other members running
around the room playing. Wonwoo feels strange bubbles in his stomach. Did Jihoon mean the
whole gender fiasco?
“There was this obscure message board that my hyung mentioned to me once. It’s mostly
urban legends, conspiracies and the like. I had forgotten about it honestly, even when you
became a girl.”
Jihoon reached down and begins playing with Wonwoo’s right hand idly; being touchy is
reserved for nervous or hyper Jihoon. It goes back to their trainee days. Jihoon, Wonwoo,
Seungcheol and Mingyu could hardly be within a foot of each other without touching and playing
into their personal space. Wonwoo cracks a smile at the familiar warmth of the younger. He
hadn’t been so close in while. Jihoon stuck to Mingyu’s side more than anyone and it had always
been a tiny splinter in Wonwoo’s side. He inclines his head closer to the vocalist to show he’s
listening.
“Well I decided to check it since we couldn’t find anything anywhere else; the armpit of the
internet seemed as good a place as any. I found a post from about three years ago. The person
posting it said it was from a guy’s journal they found. Basically this guy had a crush his sister’s
husband and that he fought it as hard as he could. The poor guy talked about how he’d always
battle with himself over not only being attracted to another guy, but to his brother-in-law. He
felt so ashamed,” Jihoon’s voice goes even more hushed and his eyes dart to look at Wonwoo
straight on.
“He said one day he woke up and he was a woman; an honest to God woman. He talked about
how he felt even more secluded because he didn’t want to tell his family or friends. He worried
what they would think. He basically shut himself up in his apartment for three months,”
Wonwoo glances up to find Mingyu sitting directly across from the duo. His arms were folded
and his eyebrow was raised arrogantly, judgingly.
“Finally his sister was so worried she and her husband showed up one day. The guy answered
the door and well you can imagine how that must have gone,” Jihoon shuffles closer to Wonwoo
and leans his head on the rapper’s shoulder. They both glance at Mingyu in that moment and
Wonwoo worries that Jihoon has caught on to more than he thought.
“I guess the sister and brother-in-law blew up and told him he was disgusting. They thought he’d
gotten a sex change and said they knew of his feelings for the man the whole time. He…” Jihoon
trails off and moves his head to look at Wonwoo again.
“He committed suicide over it, wrote his final words in his journal and just ended it. This man
that was trapped as a woman and completely rejected by the one he loves and his family. How
sad is that?”
Wonwoo nods slowly and looks down at the tiny producer’s hand now clasped in his own
tightly. He waits for Jihoon to say something more regarding the story.
“Why do you think you turned into a girl Woo-ah?” He finally asks. Wonwoo feels
conflicted for a moment. Should he shrug it off and continue to say he isn’t sure either? Or
would it be wise to own up to the situation?
“Well Hoon-ah, I love someone too. Someone I could never have as a man. So when I
became a girl, I think fate was trying to cut me some slack, give me a golden opportunity to try
something forbidden? I don’t know.”
There that wasn’t too bad. Would Jihoon ask for more information?
“So you…confessed? To this person I mean? And then you became a man again after your
heart was free?” The innocent question is almost too much for Wonwoo to take. He gulps
nervously before answering.
“It was a bit more than just a confession and no I’m not willing to say who. Let’s just say
that yes, after my feelings were absorbed by the cosmic forces I became a man again,
thankfully.”
Jihoon sits quietly for a moment even after Soonyoung comes back into the room and
starts issuing orders for choreography. Wonwoo watches the shorter man look over at Mingyu
again. The tall rapper is watching the duo with narrowed eyes, probably assuming that Wonwoo
had told Jihoon everything. Exactly what the taller rapper didn’t want. Jihoon nods to himself
and turns to flash a bright smile at Wonwoo, shoving him playfully.
“Well shit, I’m glad you didn’t kill yourself over it you doof,” The change of tone is
alarming but Wonwoo absorbs the now callous words as a defense mechanism of Jihoon’s. The
younger man was trying to protect Wonwoo. Whether from the rapper’s feelings or the fact the
vocal leader probably knew the whole story now. “Let’s go Woo-ah, time to dance Hosh’s brain
child.”
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 Soonyoung, Hansol and Seokmin ask Wonwoo to accompany them to the batting cages a
few days later. It’s silly really, since Wonwoo isn’t very athletic and it’s freezing cold outside. How
was he supposed to hold the bat with freezing fingers much less actually hit the ball? He doesn’t
want to disappoint his members though and agrees to come along. Only when he’s standing in
the living room, dressed for the weather, does he realize that Mingyu has been invited too. This
changes his attitude about the day and he moves to take off his coat immediately. Hansol quickly
smacks his hands away.
“Hyung, I know you suck at baseball and well…every sport, but you’re coming with us. All
that shopping and coffee is making you look like a gay vampire,” The New York born male means
no harm with his words but Wonwoo feels their sting anyway.
He’s roughly tugged and pushed until he’s in their company van and the group is on their way.
Wonwoo glances at Mingyu who is sitting in front of the rapper. Mingyu is staring down at his
phone with a frown and Wonwoo is suddenly very curious who he’s texting.
He finds it cute how Hansol takes responsibility for his athletically challenged hyung for
the day. He follows Wonwoo around as they gather their bats and protective gear. He makes
sure Wonwoo is properly suited up and safe before smiling widely.
“I would almost say you look cute like this hyung but don’t quote me on that,” Hansol
laughs and pulls Wonwoo into the batting cage. He helps line the older man up and shows him
how to swing properly. Wonwoo is concentrating on the movements and Hansol’s hands are
coaching the older rapper’s body into the fluid motion of a swing. Wonwoo wants to make the
younger proud so he tries to focus. He makes the mistake of looking up and finding Mingyu
standing outside the cage watching. He looks as if he’s lost his puppy or someone had eaten his
favorite ice cream from the fridge. That look is only fleeting because when he meets Wonwoo’s
eyes he glares before stalking off to Soonyoung and Seokmin.
Wonwoo just shakes his head in confusion. Mingyu needed to realize that he wasn’t
Wonwoo’s best friend anymore. If he had expected the older man to just get over what
happened and return to their usual selves, it’s unfortunately not going to happen. Wonwoo had
plenty of people in his life that would offer him support and companionship, even though no one
would replace Mingyu.
After twenty minutes of Hansol’s coaching and Wonwoo fighting with the pitching pedal,
the rapper is tired and decides to take a break. He leaves Hansol to his ‘homerun madness’ and
takes off his gear before jogging to the restroom.
After he finishes his business, he tries to find their manager and fails. He walks to the van hoping
to find him there and instead finds Mingyu sitting in the front seat talking on the phone.
Wonwoo stops to watch as Mingyu is crying and gesturing angrily in the air. He can’t hear what is
being said, but it’s clear the younger man is upset over something. For a heart stopping moment
Wonwoo worries something has happened to Mingyu’s parents or younger sister. He debates for
a moment whether or not to climb into the car and question the man. The chance is gone when
Soonyoung and Seokmin come running up behind them.
“There you are! Sollie said you had gone to the restroom. Did you get lost?” Seokmin asks, eyes
disappearing as he laughs at his own joke.
“Manager-nim should get him and meet us here any minute, come on,” Soonyoung walks to the
van after sending a quick text presumably and opens the sliding door. Wonwoo sees Mingyu
jump and bows his head to hide the tear tracks. The rapper’s heart clenches painfully and he
wants to question the younger but refrains. It might kill him, but he doesn’t plan to give in so
easily. He’ll have Seungcheol talk to the younger about it.
Wonwoo crawls into the van and sits in the middle row of seats. He stares at Mingyu for a
moment trying to decide what could be wrong and is met with a pair of sad eyes. It’s Wonwoo’s
turn to narrow his vision and appear hard and unyielding to the younger. Mingyu just sighs and
turns to stare out the window.
Wonwoo has to admit, it’s getting harder and harder to pretend he doesn’t care about the
younger man. He loves him too much.

Wonwoo witnesses Jeonghan forcing Jisoo into the elder’s bedroom and slamming the door
upon their return to the dorm. He guesses it must be time for the much dreaded talk. Sending
mental encouragement to his hyungs the rapper throws his body on the couch and buries his
face in depression. He was beginning to feel so overwhelmed by everything that he just wants to
cry. How can one person carry so much love and yet so much hate for another?
“Woo-ah, how were the cages?” Jihoon asks as he and Seungcheol walk into the living
room. Mingyu sulks past in that moment to the fridge and Wonwoo watches him carefully before
replying.
“It was fun, Hansolie made me his project but I’m pretty sure I still suck,” Wonwoo
chuckles good-naturedly and moves to lay his head in Jihoon’s lap. Chan rushes into the room
exploding with excitement, muttering something about watching a TV show.
“Nuh-uh Wonwoo hyung, that’s my spot thank you!” Chan pushes Wonwoo’s head out of
Jihoon’s lap and replaces it with his own, his body giving an exaggerated wiggle to get
comfortable. Jihoon chuckles and offers Wonwoo an apologetic smile.
“Aw, who’s going to comfort our resident emo boy then? Come here Woo-ah, my baby.
It’s okay, you were never going to be a pro-baseball player anyway.” Seungcheol makes a mad
dash to wrap his arms around the younger rapper. “Oh! Has my baby been working out?”
Seungcheol asks in faux shock. He’s running his hands up and down Wonwoo’s arms and poking
at his back and abs as Wonwoo struggles to get away. He’s highly ticklish and Seungcheol knows
this.
“Hyung,” Wonwoo whines and it’s slightly over the top even to his own ears. “Would you
stop please? I’ve only been doing a little weight lifting on the 3rd floor. I don’t think the fans want
me to bulk up”
Mingyu is standing in the doorway of the kitchen watching the exchange with a neutral face.
Chan starts laughing loudly and Wonwoo looks at the maknae curiously.
“No offense hyung, but I don’t think you could bulk up if you wanted to. You’re much too
skinny and gangly. It’s your concept and charm though for sure.” Jihoon smacks at Chan’s chest
in horror. Everyone chuckles as Wonwoo blushes, not truly offended by the maknae’s words.
“Wonwoo hyung is perfect. That’s why the fans love him more and more these days. He
shouldn’t change a thing,” The deep voice that comes from the doorway almost makes
Wonwoo’s knees buckle. The room is dead quiet before Chan starts to laugh, oblivious to the
awkward tension and previous incidents.
“Gross, the meanie couple is at it again. I’m too young for this,” Chan says and focuses his
attention on the TV once more. Wonwoo bites his lower lip and averts his eyes to the ground.
“I’m feeling tired hyung, I’m going to bed early,” Wonwoo directs at Seungcheol and
quickly scampers to the bedroom. He doesn’t feel like sleeping with the group tonight, Mingyu
had ruined that.
---
“I think you should talk to him,” Seungcheol is firm and Wonwoo is taken aback by the
sudden suggestion. Jihoon is sitting next to the leader the following day when Wonwoo finds
them. The vocalist has his head cocked to the side in thought. While Wonwoo had never
explicitly told Jihoon what was going on, the older man was too smart to not know.
“And why should I do that?” Wonwoo asks sighing wearily. It’s all becoming too
overwhelming now. He only wanted Seungcheol to talk to Mingyu and make sure he was okay.
Wonwoo didn’t want to actively be worried about the man that had crushed him.
“Because I’ve already talked to him Woo-ah and just like with Jisoo and Jeonghan you two
have a lot to sort through.” That reminded the rapper; he needed to question the Jihan couple
about their talk. Was everything okay now? Or did they at least reach an understanding?
“I’ll think about it hyung,” Wonwoo says scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. He
knows he’s going to disobey his hyungs and that bothers him. But talking to Mingyu still isn’t an
option. What had really changed since the last time?
Wonwoo quickly searches the dorm for Jeonghan and instead finds Jisoo sitting in the tiny studio
where Mingyu and Wonwoo had committed their sins. He doesn’t say anything instead staring at
Jisoo’s guitar.
“Sorry…was looking for someone else,” The rapper mumbles.
“Wonwoo,” Jisoo sighs wearily. “Come here.”
To say Wonwoo is shocked is an understatement. He shuffles into the room and sits down in
front of Jisoo on the floor. He tries not to think about the last time he was in this room, but fails
miserably.
“So, Jeonghan told me…well he told me a lot actually. The first of which is that he loves me, just
like you said. I told him I love him too but that I can’t be in a relationship right now. I’m still really
struggling with everything and I can’t just let it go,” Wonwoo frowns but tries to understand the
many conflicts Jisoo is facing, sharing a few of them himself.
“He had no idea of course; absolutely no idea that I love him, that I’m struggling with my
sexuality in the process of loving him. I’m…” Jisoo trails off sitting his guitar down. He looks at
Wonwoo and his eyes are shining with emotion. “I’m sorry Wonwoo, I thought you told
him.” Wonwoo offers a tiny smile.
“Hyung you’re silly. I would never betray you like that. It wasn’t my information to share. I
had no right to instigate things like that though and I’m sorry for causing you guys a mess.”
Jisoo hops up from the chair he’s sitting in and sits on the floor next to the rapper.
“You didn’t cause a mess Wonwoo, you only gave your own secrets and Jeonghan
provided some of his own. I just got scared, I ran. I told Mingyu that you were broadcasting your
sexual orientation to the whole group and I’m so sorry. I spoke about something that wasn’t
mine to talk about. I wasn’t raised to be so vindictive. I’m ashamed.”
Wonwoo just nods taking in the information. So Mingyu was aware that Wonwoo had told a few
members his orientation. Jisoo fiddles with his phone for a second; Wonwoo assumes he’s
texting Jeonghan.
“Does he think I’m talking about him though?” Wonwoo asks. He’s allowing himself a
selfish question just this once. He needs to know if Mingyu is angry about the members knowing
he’s gay or that Mingyu is the one he loves.
“He didn’t ask about that. He said something about self-sacrificing but I don’t know if he
was referring to you only offering up your secrets and nobody else’s. I should have realized that
you would do that.” Wonwoo sighs.
“Well, that aside, what happened with you and Jeonghan? What are you guys going to
do?” Jisoo looks sad for a moment before replying.
“Nothing…at least for now. He knows where I stand and I him. I can’t just turn off my
beliefs Wonwoo. I still stand by the fact we can’t just get in a relationship. But I think Jeonghan
sees it as a challenge now. He said we can take things slow but that if I can’t make up my mind
he’ll be forced to let me go. I can’t blame him. Not for a second.”
Wonwoo ponders this for a second. It’s not exactly what he had hoped for his hyungs but
given the circumstances it was logical.
“So have you talked to Mingyu?” A simple question and Wonwoo despises it. Why did
everyone want him to talk to Mingyu? The last time they had tried that, Mingyu had proven
himself a selfish and blind person.
 “No, not sure I’m ready to talk to him again, about anything really. Coups-hyung is pushing
me though. I keep saying we’ll see or I’ll think about it. But really what it comes down to is I don’t
want to. He’s selfish, he took something from me and even though I’d offered it willingly, scared
of what could happen, he accused me of seducing him. He threw my emotions back at me
viciously and practically spat in my face when he wouldn’t kiss me hyung. How can I look at him
and love that monster of a person?” Wonwoo’s little speech has tears streaming down his
cheeks. It feels good to talk to Jisoo about this without the fear of judgement.
“I don’t deserve it but can I at least talk to you?” Wonwoo spins around and finds Mingyu
standing in the doorway. He’s shuffling awkwardly and not meeting Wonwoo’s eye. I don’t
expect you to listen or to reply but I need to say something hyung, please.”
Jisoo shrugs his shoulders and picks up his guitar to leave. Wonwoo feels like he takes all the
oxygen from the room when he goes. Had he texted Mingyu?
Sitting on the floor in the same spot Mingyu had taken all he was willing to give; Wonwoo
tries to control his emotions. Sais man sits down, leaning against the wall and giving Wonwoo his
space. It’s quiet for a beat before Mingyu takes a deep breath.
“Wonwoo hyung, look at me,” Mingyu whispers.
Wonwoo’s traitorous eyes lock onto Mingyu’s instantly. He sees a swirl of something he can’t
place but mainly he sees anxiety.
“I don’t even deserve to look you in the eye but I’m begging you to listen to what I have to say. I
don’t deserve your forgiveness but I’m asking for your understanding at least.” Wonwoo stays
silent, eyes never leaving Mingyu’s face, the beautifully sculpted jawline and plush lips rule him.
“I’m so confused hyung, so confused. Ever since I met you things were comfortable. We’d
play together in the practice room, we’d cry on each other’s shoulders when training became
too much and our insecurities over flowed. Even the fans gave us that stupid couple name,
meanie. When I saw it all unfolding I couldn’t take it. What were we becoming? More than just
friends, that was clear. But I knew I couldn’t let that happen,” Mingyu shifts uncomfortably and
moves to let his long legs stretch out in front of him.
Wonwoo stares at them, the muscular thighs draw him like a moth to a flame. He hasn’t allowed
himself to properly look at the younger man since the incident, for obvious reasons. The elder
man just raises his eyebrows, keeping his vow of silence. He will listen but he doesn’t have to
speak or agree.
“I already know I’m a monster hyung. But hearing you say it kills me. I don’t want you to
hate me. I only intended to push you away until I could staunch the feelings. I wasn’t supposed
to like you hyung. At age fifteen, it was scary as hell too. So that’s what I did. I buried them. I
never really thought you felt the same because you’re a much more aloof person. So seeing you
as a woman it was so fucked up,” Wonwoo startles. Mingyu hardly ever swears.
“You were my hyung that I love but you were in the form of what is ‘normal’. I was attracted to
the chaos of it all I guess. I’m still unsure what happened to me then, but it was like all the
feelings I had stamped down came back so quickly. I had no protection from myself and I
couldn’t protect you. I’m sorry hyung, so sorry. You aren’t allowed to forgive me okay? You can’t.
I just needed to tell you my side of the story. Maybe…in time I can learn to really let you go if
that’s what you want, but right now I’m a mess.”
Wonwoo just sits there face blank, processing what he had heard. Mingyu wanted to let
him go? He can practically feel Mingyu vibrating with nerves. The younger man moves to stand
up and Wonwoo’s arms shoot out to hold him in place. Mingyu’s shocked face is enough for
Wonwoo to pull back. He wasn’t supposed to forgive, Mingyu even said it himself. So why did he
feel the anger dissipating from his stomach as each moment ticks by?
“I have a question then,” Wonwoo has to ask because it’s killing him. Mingyu nods to
show his wiliness to answer. “Why did you never kiss me then?” Mingyu hangs his head and
Wonwoo watches as tears begin to drip off the tan cheekbones.
“Hyung if I had kissed you that would have been it. I would be a completely broken man. I
tried so hard to avoid that situation. Your body was different but your face was the same. I’m
horrible for making you feel like that, but I just couldn’t allow myself to go that last step.”
He doesn’t like the answer but at least now he knew. Kissing him was something Mingyu
just couldn’t do and that was that. Wonwoo stands up first then.
“I see then,” He bites his lip as he looks down at Mingyu, the younger man still crying at
his feet. “I’m sorry the thought of kissing me was so terrible that it would break you. Thank you
for explaining yourself and for apologizing. But it doesn’t change anything.”
Didn’t it though? Wonwoo knows he feels differently towards Mingyu now. Yes he had used his
body for his own selfish purposes, but the real reasons were so much more than just sex for
Mingyu. He too recognized the situation as the only way for them to be with each other. Why
was it so hard to just admit to loving a guy? He realizes he’s the one being selfish now. Just
because he had somehow become a girl and gained confidence in his sexual orientation as a guy
doesn’t mean he should force that upon everyone. That’s exactly what had happened with Jisoo
and Jeonghan. Wonwoo offers Mingyu a half smile.
“Wouldn’t it have just been so much easier to fall in love and slowly work together for a steady
place in the world Gyu-ah? We could’ve been together all this time loving and enjoying our lives
together. But we both decided it was better to keep it all a secret. I don’t blame you for that or
myself either. It was just a choice we made and now we have to live with it. As for our incident a
few months ago, well I’m ashamed to say that will always stay with me; for both good and bad
reasons. You essentially humiliated me Mingyu; you made me feel like worthless shit that could
never be next to you in any other form than female. So you’re right, I can’t forgive that. For now,
let’s focus on Seventeen and forget about us. There never was an ‘us’ to begin with. Where we
go from here is...well it's a mystery. I'm not ready to think about it.”
It takes all of his strength to turn away from the one he loves in that moment and when he
reaches the door, the sounds of Mingyu’s sobbing push him to practically run down the hallway.
9
Bitterness is something Wonwoo never wanted to hold in his heart. He tries to let it all go after
his conversation with Mingyu, but it still clings to his throat and eyelashes. The unknown past
takes up residence in his mind, always filled with ‘what if’s’. It sucks really. He just wants to be
able to look at Mingyu and see his friend, another member in Seventeen and a part of his
support system. Instead every glance at the tall beautiful man sends his heart skipping. Mingyu
feels the same as he does, he loves him too. They both have feelings for each other and they had
already slept together. Yet Wonwoo and Mingyu each had their own principles. Neither was
willing to lay their heart on the table and say ‘fuck it’. Too much has happened that never had to.
It’s honestly a little suffocating.
Wonwoo decides an outside party is needed to be the mediator. Most of the members
already knew the situation and had watched as it unfolded. Wonwoo wanted someone to be
impartial and take in all the facts at once.
There’s only one member left in Wonwoo’s close emotional circle and honestly he had been
avoiding it. One member had been close to him since day one as a trainee. Wonwoo didn’t want
to spoil their friendship with his stupid emotions and issues. He wanted to appear strong in front
of the other and now he could no longer hold it together.
Wonwoo approaches Soonyoung the next day. Pulling the dancer to the side and out to a private
place. Wonwoo bares his soul and to his credit, Soonyoung sits and listens intently. No words are
spared and Wonwoo appreciates it. Wonwoo makes sure to leave the other member’s advices
out; not wanting to muddy what could potentially be clear waters. Once the dancer is up to date,
Wonwoo drops his most hated question.
“Should I accept him Hosh? Should I forgive it all and be with him after everything that’s
happened? Or should I continue to staunch my feelings, stamp them down into ashes?”
Soonyoung smiles softly at Wonwoo. The rapper knows he’s in for either some amazing
advice or a disappointing brush off. Soonyoung reaches out and takes Wonwoo’s hand.
“Our Wonwoo has suffered so much,” He pets the skin on the back of Wonwoo’s hand
gently. “And you fucking lost your virginity to a man and didn’t tell me?” There it is. The usual
Soonyoung brush off. Wonwoo throws a mini temper tantrum and stomps his feet.
“Soonyoung-ah, I’m having a serious problem here and you’re teasing me!” He screeches
and smacks at Soonyoung’s shoulder. The dancer laughs riotously and places his hands on
Wonwoo’s shoulders facing him.
“Woo-ah, it’s not that hard really. Do you love him?” Wonwoo nods. No matter what he
has and always will. “Okay and does the thought of being with him make you happy?” A
moment’s hesitation is followed with another nod. “Well there you go, mystery solved. If you
two love each other, then as stupid and sappy as it seems, you can work through it. So just suck
it up buttercup.”
 Wonwoo only slightly regrets telling Soonyoung. His pride and principles are hurting at the
thought of just giving in and accepting Mingyu. When it comes down to it though, Wonwoo
really would love to just be with Mingyu. To forget what happened and focus on his future with
the man he loves. But is that even logical at this point? Could they really just put in behind them
and be together? The conclusion he comes to is one he hates. He needs to talk to Mingyu again
and this time, pride can be damned.
---
Wonwoo sits in the living room watching a TV show with Jun and Seungkwan the next
time he sees Mingyu. The rapper shuffles into the room and gives Wonwoo a look, maybe asking
permission to be near him. Wonwoo inclines his head to the spot next to him, feeling his
stomach roll with nerves. Mingyu moves into his space with unease, clearly not comfortable with
their new arrangement.
Jihoon walks in and glances at the two sitting close enough to be considered amicable
again. He immediately runs and dives to sit between them with a ridiculous giggle. Wonwoo
can’t help but chuckle at his near out of character behavior.
“Aw, my favorite non-couple members, I found you,” Jihoon teases while Jun and
Seungkwan squawk at the obvious snub. Wonwoo just shakes his head and lets out a true belly
laugh.
“Hoon-ah, no favorites. You know you love us all equally. Be good now,” Wonwoo
cackles somewhat evilly as he reaches up to ruffle Jihoon’s hair. As expected the shorter man
glares hard at him in return.
“Did you just touch my hair Jeon Wonwoo? You’re dead meat.” Jihoon hisses and
tackles Wonwoo in a tickle match. Wonwoo wishes the members didn’t know his weakness.
Through the tears that start streaming down his cheeks he sees Mingyu biting his lip, an
extremely sad expression on his face. He clearly wants to interfere. It was going to be hard to put
their relationship behind them along with the ‘what if’s’ that followed.
Wonwoo looks up to see Jeonghan and Jisoo shuffle into the room. Wonwoo wonders for
a moment if the duo had slept in the bedroom together the previous night. That was a much
larger step than he personally thought Jisoo would or better yet, could take. He raises his
eyebrows silently at Jeonghan, who only gives his trademark cheesy grin. Wonwoo can’t help but
smile in return. Maybe his hyungs were finally finding their happiness. He feels tingles of joy
himself and wiggles in Jihoon’s frozen hold. He glances up at the vocalist and finds Jihoon has his
head inclined, gaze fixed on the Jihan couple. He looks back at Wonwoo then with a giant smile
and returns to tickling him mercilessly.
“Mingyu-ah, are you just going to let me touch him like this?” Jihoon suddenly asks
glancing at Mingyu with a raised eyebrow. Wonwoo panics for a moment. What was Jihoon
saying? “Usually you would be going on about your tickling skills and push me out of the way.
Have I taken your title as king?” The vocal leader chuckles and continues to press his fingers
under Wonwoo’s ribs and up under his armpits. The older rapper can hardly comprehend the
words being spoken over the panic rushing in his ears. In that moment he really hates being so
ticklish.
“Hoonie stop!! I’m gonna die,” Wonwoo chokes out tears streaming down his face from
the near pain of being touched, giggles still escaping his throat in chokes.
“No way you’re taking my title hyung,” Mingyu’s husky voice is suddenly close to
Wonwoo’s ear and he feels larger and stronger hands teasing up and down his sides and Jihoon
is holding down his legs as Mingyu moves to straddle Wonwoo. The heavy weight of the taller
settles on Wonwoo’s sensitive stomach. He gasps at the contact, eyes flying to meet Mingyu’s.
The duo share a moment of insecurity and Wonwoo bucks in an attempt to take control of the
situation. Mingyu falls forward, arms framing Wonwoo’s head, mouth parted and breathing
heavy in the elder’s ear.
“I can’t do this hyung. I always feel the need to touch you and when I do, I fall apart.”
Someone clears their throat and the two are reminded they are not alone. Mingyu
quickly scrambles to get off Wonwoo and awkwardly rubs his neck. Wonwoo lays stunned on the
couch and glances at Jihoon. The vocalist has his head tilted to the side staring at the rapper with
a cheeky grin. Jisoo and Jeonghan had taken a seat on the floor watching the show with smiles
too. Mingyu quickly scrambles from the room and Wonwoo misses his warmth.
---
Wonwoo crawls into his bunk that night, not wanting to be part of the dog pile in the
living room tonight. He wants to be by himself again, after so long of needing to be with other
members. Soonyoung and Seokmin had already drug their blankets and pillows out of the room
by the time Wonwoo finished his shower. He sits in the semi-darkness of the room looking at his
phone in silence. He can hear the din of chatter out in the hall and he feels the pressure of his
self-inflicted loneliness spike. He hears the door open and sees the sliver of light appear on the
wall. It takes him a moment to realize Mingyu must be coming to gather his own sleep materials.
The older rapper doesn’t move and continues to scroll through his phone absent mindedly. The
door closes a moment later and Wonwoo assumes he is alone again. With a sight he turns off his
phone and shoves it under his pillow.
“Hyung,” a husky whisper to his left has Wonwoo jumping.
“Shit Mingyu are you trying to kill me?” Wonwoo gasps out, his hand clutched at his chest
and his heart beat miles a minute. Mingyu doesn’t reply and Wonwoo just stares into the
darkness where he can hear stuttering breathing. When a sob is audible, Wonwoo feels his heart
crack and his resolve crumble. He pulls back the blanket and reaches out for the younger’s arm.
He fumbles for a second but locates Mingyu’s hand and pulls him onto the bed wordlessly.
It’s twisted in a way; Wonwoo had always felt like the victim. He never really stopped to
think about Mingyu’s struggle with the situation too. He wasn’t proud of his actions or words,
that much had already been stated in their earlier conversation. Now it was a battle between
hardened hearts, who could say ‘sorry’ and who could stand to live without the other by his
side. It would seem just as Wonwoo had reached the point of accepting Mingyu, the other had
broken down unable to be away from Wonwoo any longer. He feels the weight of the taller on
the mattress followed by heat and the smell of Mingyu’s shampoo. The younger has to push his
body close to Wonwoo’s for fear of falling off the tiny twin bunk. He curls his face in the crook of
Wonwoo’s neck and tightly wraps his arm around the elder’s midsection.
“Hyung, I’m sorry. I love you and I’m sorry. Just let me stay here tonight. I’ll leave you
alone again tomorrow. But right now, please…just please let me stay with you.”
Wonwoo is a little conflicted simply because he needs to talk to Mingyu about this. But
right now he is faced with a choice. Either push Mingyu away, wait until they have talked about
accepting each other or pull Mingyu closer and never let him go again. It’s hardly a dilemma
once Wonwoo feels hot sobs pressed against his neck, Mingyu curled up in the fetal position
shaking with emotion.
“Mingyu-ah,” Wonwoo whispers. His eyes are adjusting to the lack of light in the room
and he can make out the pitiful face in front of him. Using his free hand he grips the crying man’s
trembling chin gently.
“Since you’re already so broken, I can’t make this any worse,” Wonwoo whispers slowly
leaning in and capturing the lips of the one he loves. The moment is longing and sweet pressure
sends floods of butterflies and zaps of electricity throughout his body. His soul seems to sing
from the joy when Mingyu suddenly pushes back reciprocating the kiss whole heartedly.
When Wonwoo begins to feels his head swim from the sensations he pulls back slowly, not
daring to leave the fragile bubble the duo have constructed. He leans his forehead against
Mingyu’s their breath comingling. Heartbeats and gentle breaths countdown the seconds before
Wonwoo finally speaks.
“I love you too Mingyu-ah. I love you too.”

10
The glow from the rising sun warms the room as Wonwoo’s eyes flutter open. He lays still for a
moment, the previous night flooding back to him in the true light of day. Did he dream that?
He finds himself alone in his bed, no signs of Mingyu in sight. He must have fallen asleep and the
need to fix his relationship with Mingyu had painted a beautiful dream world. That dream world
almost brings him to tears as reality sinks in.
Wonwoo rolls over onto his stomach and punches his pillow angrily, tears blurring his vision. He
catches a whiff of Mingyu’s shampoo and instantly freezes. In the same moment the door opens
and Wonwoo’s beautiful giant comes shuffling shyly into the room. He can’t seem to meet
Wonwoo’s eyes, canine teeth flashing in an awkward grin. Wonwoo feels his heart beat in his
throat. It wasn’t a dream then?
Mingyu crawls onto the bed and lies down in the same place as before. His eyes finally flicker up
to Wonwoo’s face and his own expression falls.
“Hyung, are you crying?” Wonwoo’s hand immediately flies to the moisture on his cheeks.
“Oh… you want me to leave hyung, you must regret it then. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to put you in
that position…please…” Mingyu starts to ramble moving to sit on the floor next to Wonwoo’s
bed, panic painting his features.
Wonwoo’s eyes go wide. There were far too many misunderstandings and tarnished
opportunities as it was. His arm shoots out, fingers going to brush over Mingyu’s plush lips.
“Stop, no I don’t want you to leave. Ever okay? Do you hear me Kim Mingyu? The only way I
forgive you and we can move on is if you promise me that. Never leave my side again and from
there everything is simple, okay?” Wonwoo states gently, wiping at his eyes. “I was crying
because I woke up and you were gone. I thought I had dreamt this wonderful dream and when I
woke up I wanted to die because it wasn’t real. So why did you leave me?”
Mingyu moves to sit on the bed, his arms circle Wonwoo’s waist comfortably and his eyebrows
furrow in thought.
“I’m sorry hyung, I promise to never leave your side. But I had to use the restroom.” There’s
silence for a moment as Wonwoo process the ridiculous remark before he bursts out in laughter
and Mingyu chuckles in return. There was his usual best friend. The duo lie in bed for a moment
longer, enjoying the silence and the other’s presence. Finally Mingyu speaks.
“So I know we’re going to have to talk about this again. But for now hyung, I’m serious. I won’t
leave your side again. I will die before that happens. I need you and only when you were slipping
from my fingers did I realize just how badly. You weren’t supposed to forgive me, by the way,”
Mingyu’s smile is so dazzling yet self-deprecating, he’s still sad about what had happened.
Wonwoo reaches up and gently presses their lips together to silence the younger man.
“You talk too much and also I’m your hyung. You can’t tell me what to do Kim Mingyu. Good
thing too or we wouldn’t be here. This wouldn’t be real and we wouldn’t be able to do this,”
Wonwoo captures those amazing lips once more, pushing further into the kiss. Mingyu responds
enthusiastically and it spurs Wonwoo on further. He pushes down on the younger man’s chest
and moves to straddle him, barely breaking their make out session for air.
A knock on the door startles them both from their little heavenly moment, Wonwoo smacking
his head on the bunk overhead, which funnily enough is Mingyu’s bed. The door opens and in
pokes Soonyoung’s head.
“Hey love birds, breakfast will be ready soon so no sexy time now. Okay bye!” The dancer shuts
the door with a snap and Wonwoo feels a little mortified. How could Soonyoung have known
they had made up already? He glances down at Mingyu who is biting his lip shyly and looking
around the room.
“Did you tell him?” It seemed a little odd that Mingyu would tell Soonyoung, of all of the
members. Mingyu shakes his head and stares into Wonwoo’s eyes lovingly.
“No, I told Coups hyung, but same thing I guess.” The two give a light hearted laugh, already
feeling the weight of informing the members lifting from their shoulders. Seungcheol would see
to that himself, for sure. Wonwoo resumes his position on top of Mingyu and leans down to
whisper in Mingyu’s ear.
“I don’t want to leave this room.” Wonwoo pulls back in time to see a heated flush run across
the younger man’s neck and cheeks. It’s beautiful and he has to place tiny kisses across every
inch of skin he can reach.
They forget about breakfast until Hansol kicks the door open and loudly complains that if he isn’t
getting laid, no one else is either.
---

That night Wonwoo finds himself eagerly waiting for Mingyu to come to their room. Soonyoung
and Seokmin had decided to sleep in the living room again. They were planning on watching the
Iron Man movies with the maknae line which worked perfectly for Wonwoo. He wanted to talk
to Mingyu more about their future and ensure they were on the same page within their
relationship. As Wonwoo is arranging the blankets on the bed, Mingyu comes into the room. His
demeanor is still shy and Wonwoo can only chuckle at the unfettered aegeyo.
“What are you doing you weirdo? It’s your room too. Just because I’m in it…”Wonwoo trails off.
He realizes he’s forgotten a glass of water, something he usually keeps on the side table during
the night. He moves to walk past Mingyu but doesn’t even open the door before Mingyu pins
him to it.
“Where are you going hyung?” The taller asks voice low and sexy. He presses Wonwoo against
the door gently but the playful pressure quickly spikes into something more sexual. Mingyu
apparently feels it too as his eyes lose their innocent sparkle and are clouded with lust. It’s a look
Wonwoo never expected to see again.
“I was going to get some water but you’re right, seems like here is a better place to
be…”Wonwoo can’t even hear how stupid he sounds at that moment, too enthralled with the
sexual tension bubbling between the two rappers. Mingyu is the first to make a move. He slowly
leans in as if to kiss Wonwoo but stops just short.
“Hyung, I’m going to kiss you now,” he whispers against Wonwoo’s lips. The older man almost
feels his legs buckle from the sensual touch as they slowly begin to kiss.
It feels a little different this time. The love is still there but it’s suddenly obvious where this was
heading. Getting more into their now heated kiss, Mingyu pulls Wonwoo’s hips forward to meet
his. Wonwoo can feel a solid hardness pushing against his own awakening erection. When the
heat becomes nearly too much, Wonwoo pulls back to gasp for air.
“Mingyu-ah, what are we doing?” He asks. The familiarity of the sentence gives him a slight
flashback of their first truly intimate encounter, but no bitterness surrounds them.
“I don’t know hyung but I like it.” Such a simple phrase sends waves of happiness through
Wonwoo’s body. He can’t help but smile as he feels Mingyu kiss and nip at his neck, sucking love
bites as he goes. When the taller man drops to his knees in front of the elder, Wonwoo is
startled.
“Gyu-ah, what are you doing?” Wonwoo questions breathlessly, eyebrow raised in question. It
was one thing for them to be intimate after deciding to be with each other. But was Mingyu
ready to make this giant leap? Wonwoo stands against the door motionless afraid what this
catalyst meant. Mingyu wraps his arms around Wonwoo’s legs and lays his head on the older
man’s stomach cutely.
“Hyung, I want to try something. So just be patient and relax okay?” Mingyu’s eyes are sparkling
but the little bite to his lower lip shows anxiety. Suddenly Mingyu is tracing Wonwoo’s erection
through his jeans. His fingers are slow as they take in the lines of the hidden manhood. Wonwoo
sucks in a shocked breath and his head thumps against the door. He thinks to suddenly reach
over and click the lock into place, not wanting this moment to end for anything. The dorm could
burn down around them and Wonwoo wouldn’t move from this spot.
“I can feel your heat through your jeans hyung,” Mingyu says with an awestruck breath. He
moves to undo the button and zipper simply before pulling the pants down to Wonwoo’s thighs.
The older man’s erection isn’t fully hard yet but it is beginning to strain again his boxer briefs.
Mingyu trails his fingers over the head deftly and Wonwoo feels a drip of pre-come leak out.
Without warning, Mingyu’s mouth is on the head of his dick. Wonwoo groans out in shocked
pleasure and Mingyu gives a little moan of his own in return.
Wonwoo looks down at the man mouthing at his erection through his underwear and swears his
head almost explodes. The way Mingyu’s eyes dart up to meet the elder’s, passion and love
swirling in the apprehensive orbs is too much.
“Shit, Mingyu.” Wonwoo can only breathe shakily, taking it moment by moment. Mingyu
offers a nervous chuckle in return pulling back and eyes locking with the other rapper.
“Just let me try this please. I want to make you feel good hyung, but I’m no good at this.
Please, tell me if I do it wrong okay?”
Wonwoo nods and bites his lip as the younger man slowly pulls his boxer briefs down
revealing his dripping hard manhood. Mingyu gives a wistful sigh and smiles, canine teeth
sparkling.
“You’re so sexy like this hyung. I’ve wanted to touch you like this for so long.” The words
are almost a cruel pantomime of their first encounter, but Wonwoo knows Mingyu is unaware.
He can’t help but interject.
“You have touched me like this,” His breath catches as Mingyu leans it to press a chaste
kiss on the tip of his cock, a silent apology. The younger pulls back with a shake of his head, a
slight frown on his face.
 “No hyung, not like this. I’ve wanted to hold your dick and wrap my lips around it. Feel it’s
heaviness on my tongue and make you feel so good hyung. The way I touched you before almost
seems like a lie in comparison.”
Wonwoo’s knees almost buckle at the dirty talk. Mingyu finally slides his cock into his
mouth, taking as much as he can before gagging slightly and pulling back again.
“Damn, I wanted to be good at this for you hyung, but you’re bigger than I expected. I’ve
never done this before.” Mingyu starts to lick and suck randomly, attempting to cover the whole
of Wonwoo’s penis with his mouth. The eldest is panting now, the weight of Mingyu’s words
seeping into his lust addled brain. He can no longer hold himself up.
“Oh God, I can’t—I need to sit Gyu-ah. You’re fucking me up no matter how you think
you’re doing. Shit,” Wonwoo pulls away from the younger and clamors up onto the bed quickly
laying on his back and waiting. Mingyu stands and approaches the bed as Wonwoo pushes his
pants down to his ankles and kicks them off. “Fucking get over here now before I make you.”
Mingyu just lets out a breathy chuckle and quickly removes his t-shirt and sweatpants leaving
him only in his boxers. Wonwoo shucks his own t-shirt, allowing himself to be fully nude and at
Mingyu’s mercy. The younger man crawls on top of him and the heat and weight go straight to
his cock.
“Can I continue now please?” Mingyu asks with mock politeness. Wonwoo can only give a
choked groan as he watched the younger man move to take him into his mouth once more.
There was no denying it now. Mingyu knew Wonwoo was a man. There was no vagina between
his legs and definitely no breasts on his chest. As if thinking the thought had brought it to
Mingyu’s attention, he reaches up and begins to flick at Wonwoo’s nipples, rolling them into
pebbles and mercilessly tugging them. Wonwoo’s hips are canting and he can’t get enough of
the pleasurable sensations. The hot warmth of Mingyu’s mouth is gone in an instant and
replaced by Mingyu’s strong body, the heat of the other man’s erection separated only by the
thin fabric of Mingyu’s underwear.
“These need to go,” Wonwoo practically growls, reaching up to remove the offending
article. Mingyu only gasps as the cool air hits his erection; the beautifully colored mushroom tip
looks delicious. Wonwoo’s hand is quickly stroking it giving tiny squeezes to torture the younger
man playfully. Mingyu groans out loudly, his expression so lustful Wonwoo almost blushes.
“Hyung, I want you in me,” Mingyu suddenly rasps out. Wonwoo is taken aback. He had
expected to be receiving, not giving. He blinks owlishly at Mingyu, whose arms are shaking from
holding himself up. “Please hyung; it’s the only way I can feel at peace with myself. It’s only fair I
give myself to you so please.”
Mingyu stands up and walks over to his dresser in all his naked glory. Wonwoo watches him
avidly, taking in the tan swell of his back and ass. He licks his lips in anticipation as the younger
man returns to the bed with a small tube of what can only be lube.
“I had a friend buy this for me, basically he thinks it’s for personal Mingyu time but, well, what he
doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Wonwoo moves to let Mingyu lay down and takes the tube
offered. Uncapping it he squeezes some of the cold substances on his fingers and brings them to
Mingyu’s dusty puckered entrance. He freezes for a moment, staring down at the older man in
wonder. Mingyu’s sparkling brown eyes, his pink bitten lips and his sandy hair tousled from their
love. He feels so special to be seeing this sight.
Wonwoo leans down capturing Mingyu’s lips and gently begins probing at the latter’s
entrance. Mingyu gasps as the first finger breaches the tight ring of muscle. Wonwoo has only
seen a few gay porn films in his life, so he’s going off basic knowledge and instinct as he begins to
prep the man beneath him. He pulls away from the kiss to watch Mingyu’s face as he wiggles and
probes, stretching out the tight muscles. The expressions he sees are priceless and precious.
Mingyu seems to freeze at moments of particular sensation or discomfort. It’s beautiful knowing
that Mingyu hadn’t even done this to himself before and was trusting Wonwoo with his most
sensitive of areas.
When Wonwoo can successfully fit four fingers entirely inside the younger man, he pulls them
out with a squelch. He wipes his fingers off on the blanket before reaching to coat his now
painful erection in lube too. Mingyu sighs as he looks up at Wonwoo.
“Hyung, so beautiful, need you in me please.” Without a moment’s hesitation, Wonwoo moves
to position himself at Mingyu’s entrance and leans over to kiss him again. Now that he can kiss
the younger rapper, he feels he might never stop.
He guides his erection in and pushes slowly, allowing Mingyu to adjust as he goes. The heat and
tightness are unbearable. He watches Mingyu’s face for discomfort and only finds awe. The
expressions are lewd and honest. Wonwoo can’t wait to see more of them. He begins to piston
his hips, grabbing Mingyu’s thighs and arranging them in his hold for a steady pace. He doesn’t
fuck Mingyu, he slowly but decidedly makes love.
He grasps Mingyu’s erection in his hand and strokes it with his thrusts. Mingyu’s quiet moans
spurring him on are definitely the sexiest thing he’s ever heard.
“H-hyung, harder please, it’s so good, you’re so good hyung,” Mingyu’s words are both filthy and
endearing. Wonwoo leans forward to mouth at the younger man’s neck and nip at his earlobes.
“Gyu-ah, your mine now, so if I forgive you, you have to forgive yourself too, okay?” He whispers
hotly. Mingyu mewls at the hard thrust Wonwoo gives to punctuate his words. The taller man
just nods furiously muttering out small ‘yes’s and twines his fingers in Wonwoo’s hair.
“So close hyung, so close,” Mingyu stutters out and Wonwoo begins thrusting harder. He feels
his own orgasm approaching and twists his hand on Mingyu’s dick. The younger man suddenly
cries out, back arching and his walls clamp hard around Wonwoo. This pushes the older over the
edge too and he spills his seed in stuttered thrusts deep inside his love. Wonwoo collapses half
on and half to the side of Mingyu as the two try to catch their breath. Their lovemaking session
had been far more intense than Wonwoo could have expected. It was pure heaven.
He brings his hand up to stroke at Mingyu’s sweat drenched hair lovingly, their hands
intertwining.
“I love you Gyu-ah. Thank you for loving me too.”
 Manrepeller
1

It’s the first day of class and Mingyu Kim is late.

Honestly, she stayed out until three and held her friend Seokmin’s hair as he
chundered into the gutter outside Yogurberry (which she shouldn’t have done), but
also honestly, she thought she’d be at least awake enough for an afternoon class at
three. Mingyu has run on less sleep, but clearly her body had decided that today of
all days was a good day to catch up on her considerable sleep debt. It’s a quarter
to. She’s staggering out of her apartment, still trying to scrub the sleep gunk from
her eyes and shoving something that is probably her laptop and a protein bar in
the first bag her hand landed on. Something that feels like the toilet slippers are on
her feet. Mingyu has no idea what she’s doing.

All she knows is, when she slinks into the lecture theatre ten minutes late, is that
she’s sweating and that running up the hill to Civil Engineering was more exercise
than she’s done all summer. It’s the first day of class and Mingyu, by God, is she
lost, does she have no idea what class she’s in. A small miracle comes in the form
of her glasses being in her bag, so she can see, which is good. The lecturer has
helpfully put up an introductory slide that identifies the course as a coding one.
Mingyu feels slightly less screwed. She at least can’t fuck up the first lecture of
semester, because it’s not physics. Physics comes later. Another small miracle.

Mingyu opens her laptop, pulling up a blank document as the sleep inertia clears
and she starts to take in what the lecturer’s saying. Facebook’s already open from
last night, and Seokmin’s sent her like, seven messages already alternately
proclaiming his desire for death in all caps and thanking her for stopping him from
losing his Chamisul all over his new NMDs. Jihoon’s posted a picture of her semi-
groping Soonyoung, whose Asian flush could probably light the whole city on New
Year’s Eve with something to spare. Mingyu’s lost seven minutes and the lecturer
has jumped three slides again. She shrugs to herself. It’s okay. She can watch the
lecture online later. Mingyu sends a snapchat to the boys: ‘lmao idk whats goin on
save me’. She’s lost another minute. Her plan to salvage her WAM this semester is
already going down the drain.

The door creaks open, and Mingyu lazily glances over. She freezes. Some distant
and rebellious part of her brain notes that the miracle of having her glasses on her
was a bigger one than she had originally thought.

Walking into the room is the hottest guy Mingyu has ever seen in all her nineteen
years of seeing. He’s tall, probably has a couple of centimetres on her, dressed in a
black Thrasher t-shirt that hangs off his broad shoulders. His jeans are probably
more rips and holes than actual jeans, not that she’s complaining - his legs are
nice, if skinny. Despite the god-awful heat, he’s wearing a beanie over his flyaway
black hair, one with a cute fluffy bobble that does fuck-all to detract from his
intimidating hotness. His sharp gaze, tall nose and sensual mouth have the
combined effect of a burning intensity somewhat akin to Cyclops’ heat vision, or a
Hitachi straight to the clit. Oh. Mingyu sinks down in her seat and looks down in
dismay at her feet, toenails painted a chipped teal blue poking out from her older
brother’s ratty Adidas slides. She hasn’t even washed her face today. What if Hot
Beanie Guy looks at her? She’s fucked. Double-fucked, more fucked than physics.

Mingyu wishes she hadn’t gotten out of bed. The universe was giving her a sign
when it made her late today.
After having a life crisis in Coding and thrashing it out face-down on her bed,
Mingyu comes up with a plan of action. There’s no way she can approach Hot
Beanie Guy herself, no way, not when just his face makes her legs turn to jelly. No.
She’s going to get him to Notice Her.

She shows up to the first tute of the semester, having been much encouraged by
Refinery29, Nylon Magazine, and fashion tumblrs of questionable taste, in a
mustard yellow ribbed halter top, button fly flare jeans, and fluffy pompom
earrings that bounce and tickle her neck when she walks. The outfit is just cool
enough for the ungodly thirty nine degrees that it is, and is topped off with a black,
floppy, wide-brimmed hat.

Mingyu has miscalculated. She’d only dressed like this on speculation, not because
she was actually expecting Hot Beanie Guy to be in her tute. But he’s already seated
with his laptop across the room, wearing another black t-shirt and a wire-framed
glasses that are sliding down his amazing nose. Mingyu steels herself and does her
best model walk, claiming the free seat in front of Hot Beanie Guy, giving him a
perfect view of the back of her head. Which is good. Baby steps. Next tutorial she’ll
be able to handle facing him, but like, not today. Her nerves are shredded enough.
Mingyu feels vaguely ridiculous, and catches the tutor giving her an odd look. She
stares back blankly, until the tutor touches his head and Mingyu snatches the hat
off her head, burning with mortification.

Okay. It’s still week one. She has twelve more weeks to up her style game and get
Hot Beanie Guy to Notice Her. Mingyu’s got this.
She steals a pink Chanel boucle suit from her mum’s closet when she goes back for
the family dinner on Sunday, celebrating Jongin coming back from Fashion Week in
Lisbon. Ignoring the cries of her neglected Star Wars sweats in the pile in front of
her closet, Mingyu digs out a sleeveless Stussy hoodie and layers it under the suit,
pairing with soccer socks and Huaraches. Jongin wakes up just in time to see her
going out the door with a nut bar crammed in her mouth, in the suit, carrying her
laptop and struggling with her sunglasses. He lets out a faintly bemused noise,
deciding that he must be seeing things, and goes back to bed to sleep off the flight
from Portugal.

Mingyu sweats bullets all the way from her apartment, up the hill to Coding. She
prays to God that her mother doesn’t notice that her pink suit’s gone, and that she
doesn’t mark it up with sweat. She also prays that making a spectacle of herself
walking into the lecture room doesn’t go to waste. Mingyu struts to the front of the
lecture room and plops herself down where everyone can see her, adjusting her
skirt because she’s a head taller than her mum, and it’s short - but Hot Beanie
Guy, sitting at the edge of her vision, is staring quite resolutely at the projector
display. Mingyu pouts to herself, because she spent days combing through her
Nylon mags coming up with this outfit, and she can't really understand why she
hasn't at least gotten a reaction yet. Well, no reaction is an inaccurate statement
honestly, because half of the class seem to have abandoned the lecture for staring
at her like she’s crazy, and the other half may or may not be checking out her legs.
Hot Beanie Guy is still tapping away diligently at his laptop and Mingyu doesn't get
it, and later, when she meets Jihoon for chicken and beer, he gives her shit for
wearing a suit. All in all, a practical failure.

Mingyu doesn’t check her Snapchat until she gets home, and finds that Jihoon’s
sneakily snapped her and her pink suit to all of the boys. They also give her shit,
except for maybe Seungkwan, who doesn’t know how to phrase a well-intentioned
comment in a manner that conveys that it’s well-intentioned. Asking her if
someone has died isn’t the worst thing he’s ever asked Mingyu in relation to her
life choices.
She has the mad idea of layering her sole satin and lace bias cut slip under an
oversized, V-neck knit sweater and an oxblood leather miniskirt. Before Jihoon has
the chance to snapchat her with an unflattering filter and an even more unflattering
caption, Mingyu takes it upon herself to snapchat her next outfit to the boys,
spamming them with probably unnecessarily sexy shots of her shoulders and the
lace hem of the slip peeping from under her skirt. Soonyoung snaps her back with
sheet marks on his face and asks who she’s trying to impress. Mingyu ignores him
for the time being, chucking on a pair of Vans and running out the door. All she
does during tute is flip her hair and bend over her notes more than necessary to
show off the back of her neck, but Hot Beanie Guy’s face, reflected in the carefully
positioned bezel of her Macbook, is as blank and intimidating-hot as ever.

Soonyoung stages an intervention and shows up at her apartment with Nandos and
Messina, so naturally Mingyu spills her guts. Bad idea. Soonyoung’s snapchat name
isn’t kwonspoiler for nothing. By the next morning, Seokmin, Seungkwan, Vernon,
and Jihoon all know about Hot Beanie Guy. Vernon’s offering fashion advice. He
sends her a picture of himself in about three different flannels, a bandana and what
might be an inflatable donut through Kakao, because Snapchat doesn’t immortalise
the image enough, apparently. Mingyu saves the picture for Vernon’s next birthday
spam and cackles to herself. Jongin gives her look that says he thinks she’s
possessed.

Seungkwan’s fashion advice comes off a bit bitchier, but it helps when Mingyu
starts running out of ideas. It’s been weeks and Mingyu’s forgotten what wearing
sweatpants outside the house feels like, throwing them aside in lieu of a pair of
calf-length culottes and a fuzzy bejewelled crop jumper, or a knit striped midi
pencil skirt and swishy lace babydoll blouse with a Nike sports bra beneath.
She starts really running out of ideas when Hot Beanie Guy doesn't even bat an
eyelid when Mingyu sashays in, one lecture, in a silk grey knotted blouse,
outrageous costume jewels and iridescent hyacinth blue hanbok skirt pinned into
artful bustles on one side. All this is replete with white ankle socks and six inch,
break-an-ankle black suede almond toe stiletto platforms. She lost count of how
many times she nearly stacked it on the hill. It all seems worth it when Mingyu
sweeps into her usual seat. That is, until she notices Hot Beanie Guy.

Mingyu snaps open her laptop smartly, opens Facebook, and starts screaming at
Soonyoung.

kim mango: soonsoonsoonsoon

kim mango: omg what is he doing
kim mango: why
kim mango: isn't he
kim mango: reacting i am literally about to break my ankle in these shoes
kim mango: surely he knows i exist right!!!
kwon soonana: omg wat is he doin
kwon soonana: i could spot u from a mile away
kwon soonana: every1 else is looking @ u right
kim mango: idk man!!
kim mango: i think the guy next to me just pissed himself a lil bit
kim mango: but mr beanie???
kim mango: i just??
kwon soonana: dude idk wat else u do
kwon soonana: mb u should just kidnap him
kwon soonana: throw him in a closet somewhere
kwon soonana: and
kwon soonana: u know ;D ;D ;D
kim mango: FUCK
kim mango: FUCKFUCKFUCKK
kim mango: I THINK HES LOOKING AT ME FUCK WHAT DO I DO
kwon soonana: !!!!!
kwon soonana: stiCK UR BOOBS OUT
kwon soonana: GOGOOGOGOGO lEGS BOOBS HAIR FLIP FLIP hAIR GO
So Mingyu does. She sits straighter, flips her hair, crosses her legs, and prays to
God that the comp sci guy with the pepperoni face next to her really hasn’t pissed
his pants.

Across the room, there’s a guy in a black t-shirt and a white cap who’s too good at
keeping his pokerface up and taking glances out of the corner of his eye,
unnoticed, at the girl in the hanbok. His name is Wonwoo Jeon, and he’s staring at
the projector and losing his everloving, mother-I-have-sinned-before-God shit.

He’d kept it together, sort of, when she’d waltzed into his tute and into his life with
pompom earrings bouncing around her shoulders (though Wonwoo had decided in
a second that he was pretty much doomed to fail Coding, because he couldn’t
focus on anything except Miss Pompoms’ shoulderblades). He’d mostly survived
her dangerously short pink miniskirt and leg-accentuating knee-highs. He’d even
come out more than sixty percent intact when she’d worn that sweater that kept
sliding off her shoulders, when she’d kept flipping her hair during the tute,
accentuating the beautiful line of her neck and shoulders (though Wonwoo had left
class with a still-blank notebook and an equally blank mental breakdown face).

But now - one side of her skirt is sliding down her gorgeous, gorgeous leg, and
she’s shaking out her long, dark hair. Wonwoo’s been on Kakaotalk on his laptop
for the past hour. He starts frantically mashing the keyboard with as inconspicuous
a face as he can muster.
_jeonww: junhui call my mum and tell her i love her im gonna die in this lecture room
jun.wen: what why
_jeonww: legs
jun.wen: you're in nerdy class right whose legs are you looking at
_jeonww: boobs
jun.wen: oh
jun.wen: ohhhhhhhhh
jun.wen: is it that girl again
jun.wen: you’re staring at her like massive creep again aren’t you
_jeonww: what
jun.wen: whipped

Junhui, ever supportive, helpfully links him a ten hour long mix of whip cracking
noises on Youtube.

_jeonww: fk off
jun.wen: k bye
_jeonww: srs tho shes so gorgeous
_jeonww: i can’t
_jeonww: ok so she just answered sm question on the spot shes smart too kill me now
jun.wen: do you want me to bring seungcheol into this or are you going to grow a pair and talk to her
for god's sake

Wonwoo logs out and barely restrains himself from slamming his laptop shut and
screaming the whole way down to hell.
Mingyu's hanbok outfit fails to catch the attention of Hot Beanie Guy, but it certainly
does catch the attention of a street style photographer in the city as she eats two
orders of takoyaki alone to console herself over her most recent outfit failure.

She’s sitting across the table from Jongin the next morning when Jongin looks up
from his phone and shows it to her. Mingyu nearly chokes on her spoon. She’s on
someone’s Instagram, in the outfit she’d worn yesterday. Her picture has
something like six hundred likes.

“Mingoo,” Jongin starts, calling her by her pet name, which is a sign that he wants
to have a Serios Older Brother Talk. Mingyu starts shovelling cereal into her face so
that Jongin can't ask her awkward questions, but he just sighs and waits for her to
finish, which is not long cause she's really stuffing her face. Mingyu didn't really
think this through.

“Is this why you've been wearing really Nylon outfits recently?” he asks, innocently
enough.

Mingyu turns red because that's not it. She's incapable of lying even by omission,
because she's the sort of kid that can't keep her mouth shut when she's in a
dilemma. Jongin gives her a look, and Mingyu’s gone. She blurts out everything
about Hot Beanie Guy and getting his attention in a mad tumble, waving around
her cereal spoon and flicking drops of milk all over the kitchen counter. Jongin
waits for her to finish, and then stares at her for a while.

Mingyu explodes. “What are you looking at, oh my god, what is it!'

Jongin tilts his head at her and asks, “Are you treating Beanie Guy like a boy or like
a peahen?”

Mingyu is flummoxed. “Am I what?”

Jongin chuckles and it's completely infuriating, because why the hell is he acting
like this - it's not like he's any good with guys either. “Pretty much what you're
doing now is like a peacock spreading its tail feathers to attract a peahen. If he
doesn't react to that, then he's probably not the type of person to care about
people's appearances which means that he's probably a good sort and not shallow,
and that you have to try something different.”

“Oh.”

“Have you even talked to him yet, Gyu? Who knows, once you talk to him, you
might find that he's not your type?”

Mingyu suddenly feels very silly about all of this. She kind of wants to curse Jongin
for being rational, but he never means badly. He doesn’t have a mean bone in his
body. She's gone this far into the semester so, she might as well keep going,
because it'd look funny if she didn't dress cute anymore. Mingyu’s committed,
goddamn it. She pushes back the chair with a screech and flees to dive into her
closet.

Wonwoo gets the same link from Junhui, whose Facebook stalking game is
predictably too strong, and who has figured out who Miss Pompoms is, though
Wonwoo had refused to give away her Facebook name. He chokes on a spoonful of
fried egg. His roommate Seungcheol, from whom he is desperately trying to hide
his embarrassing crush from, perks up and takes notice. How can Wonwoo not
make a spectacle of himself when the gorgeous amazon from his coding class is
a viral street style phenomenon and is so photogenic he could die?

Seungcheol tries to snatch Wonwoo's phone out of his hand, but Wonwoo locks it
and shoves it into his pocket and makes a huge show of coughing and hacking to
get Seungcheol to leave off. Wonwoo is romantically disastrous enough and self
aware enough to know that getting Seungcheol, self-proclaimed love guru by sole
virtue of having had a boyfriend first, involved would be a Bad Idea.

Later that day, Wonwoo flees his coding lecture as soon as the professor lets them
out because Miss Pompoms (who he still can't call Mingyu) has gone all out today,
wearing torn loose boyfriend jeans, a velvet and satin embroidered bomber jacket,
glittery heeled sandals, and a white vneck tshirt that's nearly sheer. When Mingyu
took off her jacket and bent forward to grab something from her bag, the back of
her shirt pressed against the straps and band of her bra, which was black and
distractingly, distressingly thin. Wonwoo simultaneously thanks the heavens for
Mingyu Kim, curses the gods that this is his fate, and hates himself for having to
adjust his increasingly tight pants in public over the imprint of the back of a girl's
bra through her shirt.

He charges into Junhui's apartment after class as much a Wonwoo Jeon could ever
charge into an apartment, and flings himself onto Junhui's couch. This is really
more like quietly unlocking the door, closing it with a polite tap, and then leaning
forward until gravity does the rest of the work and gently delivers him face down
into the fluffy cushions. Junhui pokes his head out of the kitchen and raises his
eyebrow.

“Well hello to you too,” he greets.

“Please kill me,” is the muffled cry that comes from the sofa cushions.

“Would you prefer by a frying pan to the back of the head, or a cleaver to the face?”

Wonwoo lifts his head and narrows his eyes at Junhui.

“If you want me to be nice, then don't ask me to kill you first,” Junhui snorts,
turning back into the kitchen and rummaging noisily. “What's up?”

His only response is a small, pathetic cushion-muffled noise.

Junhui pokes his head out of the kitchen again with a ramen pot and a meat cleaver
in hand and goes, “Right. This is getting out of control, your self-in-crush is
pathetic, and you need an intervention. Up you get. We're having some ramen with
this beef I found in the fridge, and then we're going out to get you laid.”

Wonwoo thinks this sounds like a terrible idea. Junhui produces a chopping board
and said dubious meat and starts bashing away; he produces a good enough
facsimile of Shenzhen beef broth noodles. They come out tasting pretty weird, but
Junhui shoves him out and locks the door behind him and off they go to this club
near their university, before Wonwoo can say anything that even remotely sounds
like ‘salmonella’, or ‘food poisoning’.

Junhui coughs up for shots of Triple Sec and plonks Wonwoo down on a seat at the
bar, surveying the club like he’s the king of it all. Yeah, right. Junhui’s just as broke
as the rest of them, except his dad’s probably feeling a bit better about him after
his WAM had climbed three points last semester. Wonwoo knows it’s not Junhui’s
name that’s on the credit card that Junhui used to pay.

“Alright, take your pick,” he says, gesturing expansively. “Let Wingman Wen work
his magic.”

Oh shit, Wonwoo thinks. Oh shit.

“Oh shit what?”

Oh shit, he said that aloud. Oh shit, he's screwed fucking screwed. Wonwoo must
be hallucinating. Miss Pompoms, in the same outfit as before, is sitting on one of
the VIP decks, surrounded by a pack of beautiful men.

“For the record, you said all of that aloud as well,” Junhui points out. “What the
fuck, Jeon, this is a sign!”

He looks in the direction in which Wonwoo is staring. Miss Pompoms has her head
tilted back in laughter, long dark hair spilling down her back. It's steamy in the
club from the body heat of so many uni students packed together, and her shirt is
sticking to her body. One of the guys, a hazel-eyed brunette that looks a little like
a young Leonardo Dicaprio, leans forward and says something that has the rest of
the guys nearly falling off their chairs in laughter as Miss Pompoms cringes and
hides her face, shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

On the other side of the club, Mingyu is being mercilessly roasted by her boys for
her wild peacock displays, and the fact that she hasn't even talked to Hot Beanie
Guy face to face yet.

“C'mon, Mingyu, we don't even have his Facebook profile, how the hell do we know
if he's as hot as you say?” Seungkwan demands, waving his cranberry martini
around and arching a brow in his most diva-like fashion. “We all know your taste in
men.”

“Oh, Mr Jang,” Seokmin starts, putting on a ridiculous falsetto, “what ridiculous

forearms you have! And such squinty little eyes! Let me make love to your vigorous
chest hair and have, like, a bajillion of your babies!”
“Oh my God, Seokmin, fuck off!” Mingyu says with feeling. She pummels Seokmin
until he begs for mercy. Junior high school had been a deeply confusing and
embarrassing period in her life.
“Forget Mingyu's taste in men, this poor kid is the real unlucky swot to be on the
receiving end of Gyu level romantic incompetence,” Jihoon snipes, poking Mingyu
in the side hard enough to make her squeal. “What the hell have you been doing to
try to woo this kid? Dressing up like a 70s kkangpae member?”
“It’s street style,” Mingyu insists. Blushing, she adds, “And nobody say I'm not aware
that dressing cute is probably not working. Jongin told me I was acting like a
peacock this morning.”

“So this kid would be the peahen…” Vernon muses. He’s got an expression on his
face that says he’s going to go science on them. “Wow, noona, didn't know you had
a thing for mpreg?”
Mingyu makes various dying noises and curls up as small as a hundred and eighty
centimetre tall human flail on a barstool can curl up. Seungkwan, Seokmin and
Jihoon shit themselves laughing and Vernon flashes a grin, pleased that his jibe has
been well-received. Mingyu can hear Soonyoung laughing with them, but the older
boy curls an arm around her shoulders and presses her against his side.

“Our Mingyu has hidden depths, huh?” he teases. Mingyu wants to die for real. “But
seriously, we have to stage an intervention or something. How could it be like,
what? Seven weeks already? And he still hasn't made a move to talk to you, or?”

“Forget making a move, he doesn't even notice I'm there,” Mingyu pouts.

Her boys all start falling over themselves to suggest ways in which Mingyu can
capture her chosen pokemon, well, aside from Seungkwan throwing shade on Hot
Beanie Guys taste as well as his eyesight, and Jihoon suggesting he call certain
people he knows, who know people who do things. Soonyoung's hand on the small
of her back is a constant reminder that her boys have got her.
“Jesus Christ, Jihoon, I like him! I don't need you to get someone to chain him up
and throw him off a pier for me!” she laughs, taking a good gulp of her beer.

“Speaking of piers, piers and the ocean, ocean and the little mermaid, so why don't
you just kiss the boy?” Vernon suggests. Soonyoung nearly snorts his beer all over
his lap.

Mingyu hurriedly lifts her glass and makes a proposition before Seungkwan and
Seokmin can bellow anymore of 'Kiss The Girl'. The drunker they get, the more
vocal acrobatics seem to take place, and she's not nearly drunk enough yet to
handle that sort of spectacle.

“Okay, okay, okay, next time I see him I'm going to talk to him!”

“Toast to it!”

“Toast!”
“Ay, get it hopeless Mingyu!”

“Just saying, you should pash first and talk later - “

Mingyu flings a wad of serviettes at Vernon.

Wonwoo’s rapidly losing his shit on the other side of the club. Damn if Miss
Pompoms has ever looked more beautiful than when she's laughing and throwing
serviettes at Baby Dicaprio. She looks fun but down to earth, bold but
unpretentious, throwing back a Corona and flashing her cute, pointy canines. The
fact that the blond with sharp eyes has a hand hovering protectively on her back
makes a knot form in wonwoo's stomach. What if Miss Pompoms already has a
boyfriend? He hadn't even thought about that. Wonwoo had decided pretty early on
that Miss Pompoms was way too together to be in his league, but he never imagined
her hanging on the arm of another guy, one as brilliant as her.

“Alright,” Junhui decides, slamming his shot glass down on the bar. “That's her
then. Up we go, you're going to talk to her tonight.”

The knot in Wonwoo's stomach turns into something like a slowly turning
whirlpool. “I don't think that's a good idea.”

“What, what's the worst that could happen? So what, maybe she's got a boyfriend,
maybe she turns you down, you've got your answer and you can move on!” Junhui's
grinning like a loon. Alcohol makes him absolutely shameless, well, more than
usual (which is already about zero percent on the shame scale). “C'mon. I'm
serious.”

He picks Wonwoo up and starts hustling him around the crowd of dancing bodies.
The closer and closer they get, the wilder Wonwoo's thoughts start to turn. His
head is literally spinning and he's totally bewildered because he ate and Triple Sec
doesn't hit him like this this fast. They're nearly at the VIP deck. The clearer
Wonwoo can see Miss Pompom, the more alluring she seems. She's totally
uninhibited, the seal-noises of her laughter are strangely endearing, but Wonwoo's
too caught up. He can't do this. Shit. He's really bad at words, and even worse with
them on alcohol. What if he makes a fool of himself? His stomach rumbles violently
and Wonwoo flashes back to the meat in his ramen tasting somewhat odd.

“Junhui,” he says faintly. Junhui doesn't hear him.

Wonwoo's stomach revolts. He turns around and loses his ramen noisily all over
Junhui's shirt.

Mingyu wakes up hung over, but by God she wakes up and thinks, I'm gonna do it. I'm
gonna talk to Hot Beanie Guy. She speeds through her morning on an Advil and a
double espresso and walks into her coding tute and stops in the doorway and
nearly throws her coffee to the floor. Never-fucking-mind. She can’t do this.

Hot Beanie Guy is situated smack bang across from where she usually sits and God,
is he adorable today. He's fast asleep with his cheek propped up in one hand and is
she hallucinating he has real, honest to God, sweater paws from swimming in this
oversized forest green sweater that plays up his amazing shoulders. Hot Beanie
Guy slowly blinks his eyes open. His long dark lashes brush distractingly against
his cheeks. He meets her eyes for a second. Mingyu freezes. Her brain helpfully
supplies that her mouth must be open, and that can't be pretty. Then it kicks into
overdrive - she'd gone lowkey today, with a crop top, knitted midi pencil skirt, a
Nike windbreaker, and a beanie, a nod to today’s divine-given task. Mingyu then
just - can't. He's actually looking at her, for what feels like the first time, and it's
overwhelming having his beautiful eyes actually full on in her direction. Hot Beanie
Guy’s face is so blank that Mingyu snaps out of it and hurries to her seat, opening
her laptop and feigning absolute absorption in tute work.
The group chat is totally blowing up. Mingyu’s squad all know each other’s
timetables. They know this is when Mingyu promised to go through with talking to
Hot Beanie Guy, but at this point, she’s prepared to pull a political one on them.
Some promises are just meant to be broken.

kingyu: omg guys i can't

hoshstar chicken: what u mean ur in class w mr beanie right or is he not there
smol satan: lol don't you know mingyu talks a lot of shit i bet she chickened out
missing sock: so mean woozler
memesol: i told u shouldve just kissed him like
smol satan: yeah prob just do that
smol satan: ur shit w words tbh
kingyu: oMG GUYS PLEASE U DONT COMPREHEND THE DEPTHS OF MY CAN'T
missing sock: lolololololol
president boosh: why exactly can't you
president boosh: you're better than this mings!!
president boosh: i thought it told u before
president boosh: u gotta stand up!!
president boosh: have confidence!!
president boosh: owN it sista oWN IT
hoshstar chicken: just do it omg don't even think about it
hoshstar chicken: u snapchatted me way too much nike this morning so u'd better
hoshstar chicken: take ur own brand advice
missing sock: aja aja uri mingyu
missing sock: if you screw up my younger brother still has the hots for you
missing sock: like if you wait a year he'll be legal
memesol: omfg
hoshstar chicken: wtaf seok
president boosh: omg hahahah lee seokmin you pimp
kingyu: omg seokmin

Mingyu sneaks glances over the top of her laptop and finds, to her relief, that Hot
Beanie Guy is no longer staring at her with that blank, intimidating gaze. She's
freaking. Mingyu didn't anticipate that getting Hot Beanie Guy to Notice Her would
be this - intense. Like, she feels like her face is going to melt off from the
concentrated hotness of his, uh, laser stare. Hot Beanie Guy looks paler and more
haggard than usual, and in equal parts it makes him look like a vampire and also
like an invalid that Mingyu wants to take care of - sexual healing style. Since when
are undereye circles sexy? Hot Beanie Guy's deep, bruisy dark circles are deeply
sexy? What in the world?

Wonwoo gives up on staying upright and slumps face first onto his desk. Damn.
Last night's weird meat episode had really screwed him up, but it's getting late in
the semester and despite his grim prospects for passing Coding, he can’t not try, so
he showed up to tute anyway. He swore to himself he was going to concentrate -
but Miss Pompoms is too much, from the sliver of toned belly between her crop top
and skirt, and the way her Huaraches make her ankles look spectacular. Wonwoo
sighs into his arm, before sending a text to Junhui under the table: 'i'm
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuucked.'

Hot Beanie Guy stays slumped over the desk for the rest of the tute and by the end
of it, Mingyu's chewed her lip raw. Despite Soonyoung's injunctions not to think
about things too much, Mingyu's worked herself into a state. What if Hot Beanie
Guy actually straight up gave up on life just because of looking at her? Did his soul
escape because of looking at her face? On a more rational level, why does Mingyu
care anyway? It's not like she's ever talked to him. Her crush, that's spiralling out of
control, is completely superficial. Mingyu frowns to herself as she packs up after
tute, unable to keep the doubt and dejection off her face. Perhaps she should get
this crush under control if she's not going to do anything about it. She doesn't feel
like she has the courage to, anyway.

Wonwoo peeks over his folded arms and watches pensively as Miss Pompoms
seems to get more and more troubled over the course of class. He doesn't like it.
He wishes Miss Pompoms would smile her gorgeous smile all the time, and laugh
like a dying seal just as much. The stray thought arrives that he'd like to make her
smile, but he bats that away with another sigh. His stomach clenches and Wonwoo
groans. Ugh. He'd better go find a toilet in case his stomach decides to do
something untoward again.
Mingyu sends Soonyoung about a bazillion pouty face snaps on the way home,
varously captions to convey how shitty she feels about everything. Soonyoung calls
her as she's unlocking her door.

“Hey, are you feeling okay, Gyu? Wou know we were joking right, earlier? Probably
not in very good taste, but if you can't talk to him then we don't think less of you
for it,” he says gently. Soonyoung sounds awkward - uncomfortable. It’s enough of
a departure from his usual smooth as hell motormouthing that Mingyu sits up and
takes notice.

“It's not that,” Mingyu protests, but she quickly softens.”I- just... all of this is tiring,
you know? Like, the not knowing. And it's just making me feel really shitty.”

“Don't let any guy make you feel bad about yourself, Gyu,” Soonyoung says fiercely.
“Don't you ever.”

“Soonyoung,” she whines. “Really, it's not that. I’m just tired and fed up with
myself. Like, am I that pathetic that I can't even look him in the eye and say hello? I
can't stop thinking about it.” Mingyu locks the door and scuffs her shoes off,
stubbing her toe on the wall and cursing.

“Let's have a movie night,” Soonyoung says suddenly. “Wall to wall disaster movies,
for as long as we can stay awake, enough snacks to feed an army. And two tubs of
whatever flavour you want from the gelato place near Jihoon's work. My treat.
Watcha say, Gyu?”

“Can we watch Sharknado?” Mingyu asks in a very small voice.

Soonyoung groans but assents and Mingyu grins. “Fine, fine. I get off work a late
today. I’ll be there around nine thirty-ish? But tomorrow I'm off so be prepared to
stay up till dawn.”
“Am I prepared? Are you prepared, old man?” Mingyu shoots back. Soonyoung
squawks and hangs up indignantly. Mingyu chuckles at his antics.
Mingyu clears it with Jongin, who is de facto in charge of the apartment, and sets
to vacuuming the lounge room like crazy and setting out a veritable blanket and
pillow island in which she and Soonyoung can comfortably fall asleep in the middle
of marathoning terrible disaster movies. She sets the snacks that they have off to
one side and they are miserably few, but Jongin calls her for dinner - he’s
made tteokbokki with the sauce from a packet, one of the only things he can cook
- and then she showers and spends twenty minutes wrestling with her tangled
hair. There’s an online submission, that she forgot she had, to finish before
Soonyoung comes over, so she doesn't get a chance to go over to the Korean
grocer’s across the road to stock up.

Soonyoung comes straight from work and borrows Mingyu's shower and some of
Jongin's clothes as the older holes up in his bedroom for the night. It's easy for
Mingyu and Soonyoung to settle into their usual positions, Soonyoung on the left,
Mingyu on the right, his arm tucked comfortably around her shoulders. Though she
and Soonyoung are strictly friends, there's a physical pleasure in the closeness that
takes Mingyu off edge as they roll through the opening credits of San Andreas. As
The Rock Johnson starts one of his helicopter scenes, though, Mingyu closes her
eyes for a second and imagines that it's Hot Beanie Guy with his arm around her,
body firm and warm against hers, and she reels upright. This is too much.

“I'm going to go get snacks!” she blurts, scrambling for her wallet, phone and keys.
Soonyoung looks at her in surprise, pausing the movie.

“Right now? In the middle of the movie?”

Mingyu nods frantically and shoves her feet into Jongin’s slides. “Just keep
watching it, I've seen this one already!”

“We've seen all of them already!” is Soonyoung's protest, muffled through the door.
Mingyu dashes out onto the street, face burning. Damn this is stupid, really stupid.
Why the hell is she so affected just by the thought of mr beanie? She racks her
brains for any time they've spoken or interacted and comes up with a blank, a
miracle really considering that they're in the same tute and that group discussion is
par for the course. She kicks at a stray pebble in the middle of the road as she
crosses the street to the little Korean grocer’s. The worker at the counter is dead
asleep on his feet, slumped haphazardly over the register. Mingyu winces but
makes her way to the back of the store, pulling out a couple of cans of Podo Bong
Bong and Ice Tok. Mingyu knows Soonyoung's tastes like the back of her hand, so
the snack aisle is a breeze - plucking bags of sweet and salty snacks off the
shelves, then juggling boxes of candies in her hands after that. Mingyu goes for
the last six-box of chocopies on the shelf and jumps when her hand collides with
someone else's.

Oh shit. This is it. Mingyu must have dropped dead and is now experiencing flash
forwards of what her life should have involved, had she not spontaneously died,
because Hot Beanie Guy is standing in front of her in the flesh, looking like he's
been smacked in the face with a side of fish out of the blue. Mingyu briefly debates
making a sign of the cross because she hasn't gone to church since she's moved in
with Jongin and is not sure about her admittance through the pearly gates, and
also because amen Mr Beanie holy mother. Mr Beanie's usually sleepy-looking eyes
are widened in alarm? Shock? Bewilderment? And his soft-looking lips are a bitten
pink and softly parted. He's swimming in the sweater from before, layered under an
even floppier cardigan, over a pair of grey sweats. Mingyu can't take looking at his
face any longer (too hot, hot damn), so her gaze falls to his feet and she freaks a
little more because he's wearing sparkly blue plastic slippers and socks with little
sheep on them. It's adorable, he's adorable, she's going to combust.

Hot Beanie Guy’s gaze is starting to feel a little bit like… lasers. Searing into her
head. She stops studying his sheep socks and looks at his face - shit Mingyu’s
been blinded. His eyes. His gorgeous, tall, straight nose. Those lips - she
unconsciously licks her own and Wonwoo’s eyes drop to her mouth.

“Uh,” Mingyu lets out a deathly sounding croak. There’s no possible way that she
could pretend to not have seen him right? “Do you, uh, need this?” She waves
demonstratively at the chocopie box. Hot Beanie Guy is staring at her as if she’s
grown another head, or tentacles on her face or something, and Mingyu realises
she’s got her bare face out. Mingyu attempts to discreetly cover her face with one
hand, but it is not discreet at all. She wants to melt onto the floor and slither under
the shelves and hide forever.

“You can have it,” he says, finally averting his gaze and rubbing the back of his
neck. Internally, Wonwoo is of course panicking, because he’d thought she couldn’t
get any more gorgeous and yet here Miss Pompoms is. Her hair is gathered into a
messy bun on the top of her head, and chunks of choppy fringe are falling into her
pretty brown eyes. She fidgets self-consciously, hefting her overloaded shopping
basket against her hip. She’s nearly as tall as wonwoo, dressed simply in a faded
grey AC Milan shirt and sweats that cut off a bit above her ankle, hugging her legs
just enough to show their shape. Before thinks about what he’s doing, he blurts
out, “You’re beautiful.”

Mingyu jumps, fumbling the box of chocopies and dropping it loudly onto the
floor.

“I'm sorry?” Mingyu stutters. That’s the real sign that she’s actually dead. There’s
no way this is real life.

Wonwoo backpedals rapidly. “No, no, no, please don't misunderstand. I don't know
if you recognise me but I'm in your coding tute at the university and I swear I
haven't been staring at you.” Shit, Wonwoo you stupid idiot, he thinks. What is he even
doing? This is a complete disaster. Miss Pompoms is staring at him, and her
adorable, slightly chubby cheeks are going red.
Mingyu is in dire straits. He knows who she is? He's got a voice that could melt the
panties right off her? “Wait, you know who I am?”

“Well, yeah I guess - “

“You know who I am?” She’s starting to sound a bit hysterical, even to her own ears.
Wonwoo mumbles something, shifting awkwardly and pulling at his sweater paws.
Mingyu feels like some sort of massive cosmic joke has taken place that all this
time, all this time, Hot Beanie Guy has known who she was and only now, when she
was looking dumpy as fuck, was he actually showing it?

Wonwoo cringes a little bit. Miss Pompoms - Mingyu, he mentally adjusts - is

looking all sorts of confused and cross and he shoves his fingers inside his sleeves
so that she can't see him twitching. His stupid mouth had run off with him. Why
couldn't he stay silent when he wanted to, and speak when the time was right? Was
it because he'd caught her looking like a normal person?

Mingyu's brow furrows adorably. “Wonwoo Jeon,” she says, taking a big breath as if
to launch into some sort of tirade about how she doesn't want him to even look at
her. Wonwoo blinks at her, and she blinks back at him.

“You... know who I am?” he ventures carefully.

Mingyu feels like crying. Holy crap, why hadn't either of them said anything before?
“Yes, I know who you are,” she blurts, waving her free hand wildly. “I've known who
you are since the first week of sem when you walked in late to lecture looking all
deadly attractive and beautiful and hot and wonderful and I've known who you are
while I was going to tutes and I've known who you are when I tried so hard to dress
cute every morning for Coding tutes so that maybe you'd look at me and - “
Mingyu is cut off in the middle of her tirade by the soft press of a pair of warm lips
against hers. Wonwoo threads his fingers through hers and breaks the kiss. There’s
a vague panic and stupefaction on his face, but something unreadable swimming in
his eyes.

“I was always looking at you,” he murmurs, looking away. The tips of his ears are
going pink, matching the heat Mingyu feels in her cheeks. “Actually, I'm probably
failing Coding cause I'm always looking at you. Wait, that didn't come out well. You
haven’t done anything wrong, it's just that - '

Mingyu feels like she's forgotten how to breathe. “What?”

“Oh my God,” he mumbles, “I'm really bad at this. Seriously. I’m really sorry, but
bear with me, please.”

Wonwoo seems to be gathering the energy and thoughts to actually lay everything
out for the first time, hand still entwined with Mingyu's.

“I like you,” he whispers. “Ever since you came into the first tute with your big hat
and your little pompom earrings, but every time you wore something new and
pretty I had to try really hard to ignore it, and ignore you, because I thought you
were out of my league, y’know? Like, seriously, you just have everything so
together and you’re smart, and gorgeous, and just so beyond me, when sometimes I
can’t even walk out the door in the morning without breaking something or
causing a traffic accident. Then that one time I saw you at the Diamond Club with
your friends and I got scared because I thought that you might already have a
boyfriend and you were so beautiful in the light and I was just, I’m just… me.”

Wonwoo runs his hand through his hair. That’s pretty much it for him. It’s all up to
Mingyu now. Wonwoo feels a little choked up by how perfect she is. Even if he
doesn’t really know that much about her, he has this feeling of her that can’t be
explained. Mingyu laughs a little, tilting her chin down and grinning uncontrollably.
Her pointy canines show and they’re so, so cute Wonwoo dies a little bit inside.
“Really? I thought the same thing about you,” she confesses shyly, blush
deepening. “I mean… I’m me too, huh?” She shrugs. “I’ve… liked you since the first
lecture when you were wearing that Thrasher shirt and ripped jeans and the beanie
with the bobble I hadn’t even washed my face that day and I got so embarrassed and I
just tripped and fell head over heels. Haha. I mean. God. You’re just so cute. Oh,
man, that sounds so superficial. I’m really bad at this, I’m sorry.”

She laughs nervously, but a silly smile is overtaking Wonwoo’s face. “We’re both
just, really, really terrible at this, right?”

“Yeah,” she says, readjusting her shopping basket on her hip, before she thinks
better of it and puts it down on the floor, her bun flopping forward and backward
with her movements. Suddenly, the beat drop of ‘No Flex Zone’ chimes out of her
pocket. Her left hand jerks towards her pocket, taking Wonwoo’s right hand with
it, and they both laugh a little awkwardly. “Sorry, I’m left handed.”

“I know,” he says a bit too quickly, but Mingyu’s face is positively glowing by now.
She’s so adorable he wants to cuddle her forever.

Mingyu answers her phone, and Wonwoo’s stomach clenches a bit when she makes
a bit of a surprised face and answers, “Soonyoungie! What? No, no I’m okay, I didn’t
get kidnapped? No, I’m fine? Yes I’m at the Korean gro - no no no no don’t come
and get me, I’ll be right back, I’m getting chocopie, okay, okay bye? Bye!”

Mingyu hangs up on Soonyoung’s call in total exasperation. Wonwoo’s expression

has totally changed. He has this almost predatory look on his face (a good chance
that it might be his neutral face, Mingyu’s willing to call it even), like he wants to
undress her and pin her to a wall and fuck her like an animal and it’s pretty
embarrassing how down she is with that. “That was my friend Soonyoung! I walked
out in the middle of our movie night to buy snacks.”
Wonwoo seems to relax a little bit, as if noticing that his face has gone into
neutral-scary mode. He raises an eyebrow at her, but doesn’t really ask beyond
that. “Rae Sremmurd, huh?”

Mingyu smiles self-consciously. “Yeah, I just like the beat of it. I did my own verse,
but they never have it at karaoke…”

“You’re kidding,” Wonwoo says, “You too?”

“You rap?” she asks, eyes sparkling. “Why didn’t we talk before?”

Wonwoo laughs, and it’s the first time Mingyu’s really taken the sight and sound in.
His nose scrunches and he claps a bit, and she thinks she’d probably never get
used to it. He shines with some otherworldly inner light when he laughs. “We just
did everything backwards.”

“I don’t care. I really like you,” mingyu beams, “and I’m liking you more and more.”

They lapse into silence, just facing each other and smiling and feeling warm and
looking at each other without worrying whether the other will see them. Wonwoo
and Mingyu, Mingyu and Wonwoo, see each other. They see that they are both
pretty useless, and it’s so nice just being, that to put words to it might ruin the
moment.

“Can I get your number?” Wonwoo asks, sucking his lower lip into his mouth.

Mingyu grins and offers her phone, and he feels butterflies fluttering in his
stomach when he takes it from her and the tips of his fingers brush hers. Wonwoo
offers his own phone for her to input her number. Mingyu takes it, nicknaming
herself ‘pompom mingyu ❤︎’.

Wonwoo heads out first as she lingers in the snack aisle, trying to organise her
snack basket and her emotions. Wonwoo waves at her from outside, but he’s not
watching where he’s walking and nearly runs into a telegraph pole. He curls over
himself in embarrassment, but he’s laughing, and so is she, cheeks aching with
how hard she’s smiling. Mingyu waves at him with a stupid grin splitting her face
until she can’t see him anymore, squealing to herself under her breath as she hauls
her snacks to the register. She can’t even bring herself to feel guilty when she
spends way too much on the food, and near-skips back to the apartment, still
sporting that idiotic smile.

“Mingyu! What took you so long?” Soonyoung demands, sitting up from the couch.
He pauses San Andreas again and yells when Mingyu pounces at him with a shriek,
tackling him sideways. “Ooft! Holy shit, what the - ?”

Mingyu scrabbles for her phone and unlocks it, shaking it in Soonyoung’s face
whilst bouncing up and down. “Ashaskdjhkdh!” Written there is a phone number
under the contact name ‘beanie wonwoo ❤︎’

“Wait,” Soonyoung frowns at her phone. An expression of absolute incredulity

dawns on his face. “No way, Mingyu. Hot Beanie Guy? At the grocer’s?”

(“That is literally the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard,” Jihoon says over the
rim of his double espresso, when Mingyu recounts the story to the rest of them at
one of their gang coffee dates. But then again, ever since their fateful meeting over
chocopie in the middle of the night, Wonwoo and Mingyu have been pretty
disgusting - as in, matching sweats, bad puns, nerdy movies and couple mixtapes
level of disgusting. Wonwoo, who has somehow wormed his way into their group
outings by virtue of being magnetically attracted to Mingyu, has been looking at
her the whole time with the softest expression on his face. He grins, burying his
face in his girlfriend’s neck as she complains. Mingyu, though she looks totally
absorbed in fending off Jihoon’s savage remarks, winds an arm around his waist,
leaning her cheek into his hair. Maybe they’re not so useless after all.)
WHEN LOVE IS YOUNG

“So tell me again,” Wonwoo says, sprawling herself across Mingyu’s sky-blue
bedsheets. “How much did your dress cost?” She’s at Mingyu’s place, having come
over after school to get ready for prom with Mingyu.

Mingyu rolls onto her side, throwing a leg across Wonwoo’s bare thighs. Wonwoo’s
plaid skirt has ridden up and the peek of her polka-dotted underwear is a
distraction. Not that it matters to Mingyu how enticing Wonwoo’s underwear is. She
just happened to notice, is all.

“I don’t know, like way more than I can count,” Mingyu jokes, tapping her fingers
one by one, knit in her brow.

“I’ll say,” Wonwoo huffs. The stray piece of hair dangling down her face swings on
the exhale. Mingyu wants to brush it aside, and she does, because it’s a totally
platonic thing to do and Wonwoo won’t care anyway.

In the meantime, Wonwoo’s butt buzzes. She reaches down to squeeze her phone
out of her twisted skirt pocket, and reads the message. “Seungcheol-oppa says
he’ll be here at seven,” she informs Mingyu. Her nose scrunches as Mingyu’s
fingers brush down the succession of piercings on her ear.

Mingyu yawns, jaw receding into her neck with the force of it, an instinctual
reaction to Choi Seungcheol’s name. “Cool.” Her arm tightens its hold around
Wonwoo’s thin waist, Mingyu moving in around her like a possessive shrink-wrap.

“Sleepy?” Wonwoo asks, as she texts Seungcheol back.

“Yeah,” Mingyu mumbles, yeah, that’s it. Whatever. It’s okay that Wonwoo is kind of
oblivious because her warm palm stroking Mingyu’s arm feels too good to pass up
for the truth right now. A lot of things, like their eight-years-and-going-strong
friendship, are too good to pass up for the truth. “Should we start getting ready,
unnie?”

Wonwoo hums, letting her phone fade to black. “I’ll do your make-up, if you let me
wear your black heels. The ones that make my legs look sexy.”
They do make her legs look sexy. “Deal.” Mingyu grins, closing the minuscule
distance between them to give Wonwoo’s cheek a quick peck.

The doorbell rings at six on the dot. Mingyu’s mother yells for them downstairs,
just as Mingyu finishes up Wonwoo’s crimson-red lippie. Wonwoo’s waist-length
hair is left down, slightly curled, and her satin black dress is deliberately cut to
reveal a tease of cleavage, a hint of toned calf. Mingyu is going to expire at any
second and it’s all Jeon Wonwoo’s fault.

Wonwoo squeezes Mingyu’s arm as Mingyu turns to leave, and leans in close. “You
look gorgeous,” she says, smiling that fond little smile she only ever seems to
direct at Mingyu.

Mingyu’s heart pounds in her chest. Yeah, she does look gorgeous, in her strappy,
shimmery dress, hair loosely braided back, but not like Wonwoo. She wants to say
as much, but her mother’s calling out her name again.

They grab their clutches and float (or rather, Wonwoo floats and Mingyu tries not to
trip in her heels) downstairs.

Seungcheol is leaning against the door frame, chatting amicably with Mingyu’s
mother, and looking clean-cut and sleek. His wide grin when he sees Wonwoo only
makes him more handsome, and for a second, Mingyu is charmed. It’s unfair.

“Mingyu,” he says, after greeting Wonwoo, “Beautiful as ever.”

Mingyu thanks him, if only to keep the smile on Wonwoo’s face, but moments later,
her mother has to pinch her scowl away as she watches Seungcheol slide a pretty
red corsage onto Wonwoo’s wrist.

“Sorry, mum,” Mingyu mutters, dragging out the last vowel.

She receives a kiss on her sore cheek and a have fun and don’t do anything I
wouldn’t do in response. Mingyu giggles. She’s seen the photos of her mum at
prom; the tulle skirt over her hot pink disco pants, the frizzy hair and
the eyeshadow; she was quite the wild one in high school. A heartbreaker, too.
Mingyu’s pretty sure she got high off multicoloured pills after ditching her date
and lost her virginity in a foursome after prom night.

“Don’t do anything Wonwoo wouldn’t do,” Mingyu’s mum amends, sighing. She
thinks Wonwoo is an angel.

They pile into Seungcheol’s tiny mint-green Ford, Wonwoo riding shotgun and
Mingyu cramped in the back, knees pulled close to her body. Seungcheol drives off
the kerb and blasts an R&B banger through his tinny speakers. He chats to
Wonwoo, while Mingyu hums along to D’Angelo, but makes it a point to try and
include Mingyu in the conversation, even though Mingyu has zero interest in choir
and any new TV drama that isn’t Lily Fever. But over the course of the fifteen
minute drive to their high school, Mingyu manages to convince herself he isn’t so
bad. He’d be good for Wonwoo.

Still, the second they’re on school-grounds and the engine is off, Mingyu tumbles
elegantly out of the car and goes in search of Lee Seokmin, her not-date.

He and Soonyoung are loitering near the doors of the gymnasium, or rather, the
balloon-ed archway leading into their prom committee’s kitsch idea of a classy
ballroom. Ah, nothing holds a candle to the fragrance of years of accumulated
teenage sweat and the melodious squeak of polished hardwood.

“Mingyu!” Seokmin calls out. “I got you a corsage. Pink roses are cool, right?”

Mingyu shrugs. “Thought we weren’t making a big deal of this.”

Seokmin is busy taking the corsage off Soonyoung’s wrist, a little pink in the face
as he does so, but he spares a moment to tell Mingyu, “I have a mum.”

Mingyu casts him an empathetic look, and concedes, holding out her arm.

Meanwhile, Soonyoung gives Mingyu the rundown on the goss she’s missed
tonight. “Guess who Kim Donghyuk got a date with.” He moves in close, and
whispers, “Hyejin.”
“Ahn Hyejin?” Mingyu holds the back of her hand to her forehead, pretending to
swoon. “How does he manage to get the grades and the girls?”

“Stop stereotyping nerds, you dumb jock,” Wonwoo’s teasing voice comes from
behind them. She’s walking into the gymnasium, hand in hand with Seungcheol,
already gone with a laugh when Mingyu spins around.

She turns back to Soonyoung and Seokmin, pouting. “What’s the point in being a
dumb jock if I can’t even get the girl?”

Seokmin pulls Mingyu in for a side-hug and rubs her back comfortingly. His laugh
is much less comforting. “Soonyoung and I have been discussing that. I say that
next game season, Wonwoo’s gonna drop her pompoms to the ground, and run
over and kiss you when you lead your soccer team to its first victory in four years.”
How specific, Mingyu thinks dryly. “Soonyoung says she’ll kiss you tonight.”

Mingyu scowls. “Don’t you think a bet is making light of my very serious situation?
And tonight?” She directs at Soonyoung.

“Just a feeling. We better go in, I think I see Mrs Lee on the warpath.”

“Don’t you have a date?” Mingyu belatedly asks Soonyoung as they make their way
into the gym, breaching the curtain of gold streamers hung up on the doorframe.

Soonyoung lifts his shoulder in a shrug, grinning. “No one asked.”

Mingyu resists the urge to sigh out loud, catching Soonyoung’s glance at her pink
corsage. Seokmin is such an idiot. They both are.

The gym is filled with pastel and glittered balloons, and they’ve strung up fairy
lights across the walls. The sight is surprisingly beautiful, but what really makes
Mingyu choke up is the projector the prom committee fixed above the bleachers: it
casts video footage and photos of the senior class onto the far wall, interspersed
on the students dancing across the floor. There's Jimin and Taehyung squeezed
into a single sleeping bag at camp, and Wheein's winning performance at the talent
show finale. Nayeon, this year's cheerleading team captain, doing a handstand in
the centre of the soccer pitch. Senior muck-up day, where Bobby imitated Principal
Lim over the loudspeaker and announced the rest of the day to be one giant free
period. The video shows the seniors coming in wearing ski masks and armed with
water pistols, ready for war.

Tonight isn't even Mingyu's night, yet she feels oddly saddened by the exhibit.
Nostalgic, though she always is on prom night. Their school is small enough that
prom is a free-for-all, and she's attended every single one since her first year here.
And each time, the gap gets smaller, the goodbyes are harder to give away, the
stronger the realisation becomes that this is it. It's all going to be over soon.

"Wanna dance?" Seokmin is saying, shaking Mingyu's slack wrist to get her
attention.

Mingyu nods, following Seokmin out onto the dancefloor. The DJ—Mr Kim, Math
teacher—is playing a lively jazz tune, something out of World War II, Mingyu
recognises from History, which is kinda depressing when Mingyu thinks about it,
but she doesn't let that get her down. She shimmies with Seokmin, somewhat
carefully because dammit, her heels are high, and he twirls her around and around
to a trumpet solo, the sparkles on her dress catching on a photo of Yunhyeong
stuffing his face with marshmallows in the cafeteria.

A few songs later, Mr Kim puts on a slower number. It comes as a relief to Mingyu's
feet; she places her forearms on Seokmin's shoulders and rests some of her weight
on him, catching her breath. They revolve around, and well, Seokmin is tall, but
Mingyu's taller; she goes to rest her chin on the top of Seokmin's head until he bats
her away. She laughs, opting instead to lean her face against his. It's nice. For a
moment, Mingyu thinks they could be good together, if she wasn't girls only and in
love with her best friend, and if Seokmin wasn't boys only and in love with his best
friend. They make a pathetic couple.

In love, huh? She and Seokmin are quietly discussing the extent to Mr Byun's (their
enthusiastic gym teacher) and Mr Kim's (choir) friendship, when she realises she
had thought those exact words: in love. Is she really in love with Jeon Wonwoo?
Yes, Mingyu loves her, with every inch of her beating heart. Yes, she wants to kiss
away Wonwoo's tears when she can only let them seep into her favourite shirt and
feel the wetness on her skin. Yes, she can't smell this one brand of espresso or see
that rusty abandoned swing set in the field near her house or feel the cool front on
a summer's night, when the temperature is just right, without thinking of Wonwoo.
Yes, yes, yes, but in love? No.

Wonwoo spins past them, fingers curled into Seungcheol's suit jacket, red lipstick
smudged a little, looking like a dream.

Maybe.

Mr Kim (choir) ends up taking over the music from Mr Kim (math) through little
persuasion (Mingyu figures whatever he said that made Mr Kim flush red, she
does not need to know). While they dance to Adele's rendition of Lovesong—"For all
the couples tonight," Mr Kim announces, to simultaneous groans from the entire
hall—Mingyu spots Soonyoung near the bleachers, chatting with the principal. Well,
Principal Lim seems to be doing most of the chatting, while Soonyoung looks like
he wants to be anywhere but there.

"Seokmin," Mingyu hisses, poking him in the stomach.

He startles, having dozed off momentarily. "Wha—?"

"Go save Soonyoung-oppa," she says, pointing at him.

Seokmin squints. "Yeah, yeah, I should. But what about you?"

Mingyu rolls her eyes, shoving him in the direction of the bleachers. Seokmin trips
and turns back to her, frowning self-consciously. She raises her fist, pumping the
air, and mouths fighting!

Now, Mingyu is alone. She weaves her way across the dancefloor, to the snack
table. The punch bowl is still three-quarters full. Peach-flavoured, her favourite.
She helps herself to a cup and leans against the wall next to the table, fiddling with
her bag in order to make herself look busy. She sips on the punch, and then yawns
into her hand.
"Sleepy?" A voice asks.

Mingyu's head shoots up. It's Changkyun, from the year above Mingyu's, settling in
beside her. He has a baby pink balloon in his left hand and a sharpie in the other.
"A little," Mingyu admits. "Whatcha up to?" She cocks her chin at the balloon.

"Just doodling. It's kind of an untimely habit," He says, sheepishly. "It was either
this or a napkin. Do you know how hard it is to draw on napkins?"

Mingyu shakes her head. She doesn’t. "Can I see?"

Changkyun hands her the balloon. Most of the drawings are tiny observations from
tonight: the cheap fruitcake and stack of finger sandwiches, a blur of well-dressed
bodies, a comic strip of Lizzy and Jinah, the (hot) cafeteria ladies doing their
trademark robot dance.

"These are great," Mingyu declares. "No wonder Ahyoung's always going on about
you."

"She goes on about me?" Changkyun echoes. Ahyoung is their ditzy but talented art
teacher; she’s super progressive and lets her students address her by her first
name.

Mingyu knocks her shoulder against Changkyun's. "Totally."

Changkyun freezes, eyes widening like he's just remembered something. He opens
his small shoulder bag, digging through it. Pulls out and shoves back in: a whistle,
a crumpled copy of 1984, three balls of lint, a pair of binoculars, a broken plastic
tiara, one condom packet, and a water bottle, until he finally finds what he was
looking for. "Mingyu, gimme your hand."

She holds out her hand and squeezes her eyes shut. Changkyun places something
cold and metallic in the centre of her palm. She opens her eyes.

It's a ring. A mood ring, to be precise. A little green around the edges of the silver,
the gemstone currently settled on a shade of technicolour puke.
"Wow," Mingyu breathes. "I love it." She curls her fist around the ring, grinning
wide.

"Hey, I think Wonwoo needs you," Changkyun says, tilting his head.

Wonwoo is standing several metres away, looking troubled. When Mingyu makes
eye contact, she points to the bathroom.

"I gotta go," Mingyu mutters hurriedly, bunching up the bottom of her dress. She
turns back and waves her fist. "Thank you for the ring, Changkyun-ssi."

She finds Wonwoo leaning into the mirror, the heel of her hand braced on the sink,
fixing her lipstick.

"What's up, unnie?"

Wonwoo heaves a sigh. "Do you think being too boyfriend is a problem?"

Mingyu blinks. Like she would know. She hazards an answer anyway, "Uh, I don't
think so?"

"Well, Seungcheol is. It's kind of overbearing. He's sweet, but too sweet, y'know?"

"I thought you liked that about him," Mingyu says, confused. "Weren't you fawning
over him being such a gentleman just last week?"

Wonwoo smacks her lips and crosses her arms. "I guess. Whatever. He's been
making eyes at Yoon Jeonghan all night, anyway. When he's not giving me tooth
decay, that is."

Mingyu kind of wants to laugh, because she's known Seungcheol's liked Jeonghan
the entire year, everyone has, but she isn’t entirely sure how Wonwoo feels about
it. She's been crushing on Seungcheol for just as long, if not longer.

Her message tone cuts her off whatever she was about to say. Mingyu attempts to
open her clutch but the fancy clasp is just not working with her. "How do you—"
She groans.
Wonwoo reaches over, gently pushing Mingyu's hand away, and undoes the clasp
with little effort. "There."

The message is from Seokmin: sry 4 ditching mingu pingu. come 2 the pitch if ur
bored. we got beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer xoxo. Typical. Mingyu clicks her phone off and
returns to her conversation with Wonwoo.

"So what are you gonna do about Seungcheol?"

"Leave him to Jeonghan," Wonwoo says candidly, shrugging.

"And you're okay with that?" Mingyu worries. "You've liked him forever, unnie."

"I think... I liked the idea of him more?" Wonwoo admits, looking away. "Besides,
there's someone else."

There's this alarming jolt of jealousy in the pit of Mingyu's stomach. Someone else?
Someone she doesn't know about?

She wants to prod Wonwoo for details, but Sana and Jungyeon are barging into the
bathroom, giggling, and the opportunity is lost. Instead, Mingyu relays Seokmin's
message to Wonwoo and they head out of the bathroom, and then the gym, and
make their way to the soccer pitch behind the school in somewhat unsettled
silence.

The entire gang's there, and some stragglers, taking up a couple rows in the
stands. Junhui, Wonwoo's replacement cheerleading bestie; Minghao, the spacey
kid in Mingyu's class; Vernon, who constantly wears these hipster plastic glasses
and pretentious sandals and randomly quotes Aristotle and Socrates, and
Seungkwan, from the year below; Jihoon, tiny scary Jihoon who made Mingyu
piggyback her up a goddamn hill during last year's cross country meet; Soonyoung
and his Mini Soonyoung, Chan, and of course, Seokmin, chugging down a beer like
it's water.

"You made it!" Seokmin yells, waving the bottle around. He has his arm slung
around Soonyoung's shoulders and his hair is more dishevelled than Mingyu
remembers and huh, all it took was a little push and shove. That makes one more
happy ending tonight.

They drink and they laugh, and they laugh and they drink, and Mingyu starts to feel
the static behind her ribcage disperse and Wonwoo loosens up, nuzzling Mingyu's
hair, like she's prone to doing when she gets bubbly.

"Wanna look at the stars? Like the old days?" She mumbles into Mingyu's throat,
pressing her red mouth into Mingyu's golden skin. And stays there. Hiccups.
Startles a trail of goosebumps along Mingyu's arms.

"Yeah—yeah, let's do that," Mingyu manages to croak out, throat dry. She holds
Wonwoo up as they stagger down the stands to the lawn. Wonwoo pauses to bend
down and unfasten her heels, dropping them to the ground, and if that's not the
greatest idea Mingyu's seen all day. She does the same, wriggling her toes into the
grass.

Wonwoo drags Mingyu a little way out, just outside the centre circle. They tumble
onto the ground—some distant part of Mingyu's mind fears her mum's wrath when
she sees the state of her dress—and rearrange themselves to lay side-by-side.

Unfortunately, the sky is heavy with clouds, not a twinkle to be seen, so

stargazing's a bust. But the wind running cold along Mingyu's body, the distant
roar of their friends dulled down to a pleasant hum, Wonwoo's hand interlacing
with hers, their fingers like puzzle pieces, takes her back to the balmy summer
nights they'd spend learning the constellations in the sky in the field near Mingyu's
house, or when they watched the last space shuttle fly back to NASA on Wonwoo's
roof, the giddiness of watching a piece of history before their eyes making their
entwined hands shake.

"Tell me you're thinking the same thing as me, Mingyu," Wonwoo whispers, the
words almost captured by the wind.
Mingyu inhales, feeling the air scrape her throat. She lets it sit in her lungs so she
doesn't have to speak; until it hurts, and she breathes out. "Unnie..." She trails off.

"I'm a senior next year," Wonwoo starts. "And after that... Who knows. Sometimes it
feels like there's a clock ticking away, getting closer and closer to the twelve. And
everything will start over again. Do you feel that?"

Mingyu nods, squeezing Wonwoo's hand tighter, filled to the brim with this panic
that any second now Wonwoo is going to fly away.

She doesn't.

She sits up, leaning over Mingyu. Her eyes are dark, fathomless, like a dwarf star.
"I'm going to do something. We're too strong to break, Mingyu," Wonwoo says,
voice quivering, "but I'm scared."

"Me too," Mingyu mumbles, before Wonwoo is kissing her, soft and warm. Mingyu's
fingers curl around Wonwoo's arm, the cool brush of her ring imprinting itself into
her skin. She thinks she hears someone shout out FINALLY but she can't be too
sure it wasn’t her own head.

Wonwoo pulls away, frowning. "I'm sorry, was that okay?"

Mingyu doesn't answer, sitting up and twisting off the ring Changkyun gave her.
She grabs Wonwoo's hand, presses her mouth to her knuckles, and slides the ring
onto her index finger.

"Let's stop being scared," Mingyu says. She watches the colours of the stone swim
around before settling on sky-blue: at peace.
FRISSON
Wonwoo wasn’t expecting to take it this far.

Then again, she wasn’t expecting Mingyu to come to her house, profess her love for her, and then
kiss her on the cheek. Wonwoo also didn’t expect Mingyu to be so light when she lifted her up, her
legs around Wonwoo’s waist, as the older one brought the younger one to her bedroom.
Of course now, the hard part begins.

As soon as Wonwoo seated Mingyu on the bed, she quickly pressed her lips on the younger one’s.
Mingyu was caught by surprise and gasped, which made Wonwoo grin. As Mingyu angled herself
downward towards the bed, Wonwoo hovered over the rest of her body and slowly placed her hand
up Mingyu’s shirt.
Mingyu gasped again, this time from the cold touch of Wonwoo’s fingers that soon became warm as
they roamed Mingyu’s upper frame. Mingyu, now lying flat on her back, was topped by Wonwoo
who was kissing her and touching her in places she has never been touched before.
Wonwoo lifted the girl in her arms up for a moment to unclip her bra, a motion that made Mingyu
squirm at the touch.
Finding their current position rather odd, Wonwoo took this opportunity to place Mingyu in her lap.
Separating their lips for a few seconds, Wonwoo lifted Mingyu to sit up straight and then placed her
upon her lap. Before Mingyu said anything, Wonwoo began liplocking her again; this time Mingyu
was bra-less.
Slowly but surely, Mingyu felt the seam of her shirt to rise. Her stomach felt the cold atmosphere
around her as Wonwoo took off Mingyu’s shirt.
Her upper body being exposed to Wonwoo made her blush and she quickly used her right arm to
shield her breasts. Wonwoo chuckled and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Mingyu’s ear. “Your
body is beautiful,” Wonwoo chuckles. Mingyu shook her head in disagreement, releasing her arm
from Wonwoo’s grasp to cover her breasts again once more. “Do you not believe me?” she was
asked. Mingyu shook her head again and Wonwoo sighed. “If you don’t believe me,” the older one
whispered as she inched her face closer to Mingyu, “let me show you just how beautiful you are.
Inside and out.”
Wonwoo swiftly placed both of Mingyu’s arms around her neck as she lowered her head towards
Mingyu’s chest. She first licked Mingyu’s neck, which earned her a small whimper.

Not enough, Wonwoo thought.

She began licking Mingyu’s neck, circling her tongue around small areas. This earned Wonwoo a
few little moans here and there as Mingyu closed in her distance between Wonwoo and herself,
which gave Wonwoo the hint that she was doing a her job well.
As soon as the moaning began to disappear, Wonwoo began licking a trail down Mingyu’s body,
from her neck downward. As Wonwoo licked her way down Mingyu’s chest, she stopped for a brief
moment to lick around Mingyu’s nipples. Wonwoo soon began to suck on the younger one’s left
nipple as she trailed her right hand up to fondle the right breast.
At this point, Mingyu couldn’t control her mouth any longer and the whimpers and moans began to
fill the room. As Mingyu sat in Wonwoo’s lap, leaning her back towards the bed as Wonwoo
continued to touch her, her underwear was beginning to get soaked. Mingyu hoped that Wonwoo
wouldn’t notice this.

And of course, Wonwoo did.

Wonwoo let Mingyu lean all the way back until she was back laying down on the bed once more.
She moved her mouth to Mingyu’s right breast to give it the same treatment. Again, Mingyu was a
whimpering mess and tangled her hands into Wonwoo’s hair.
Wonwoo liked the feeling of Mingyu’s hands stroking her head, gentle yet rough, but she needed to
remove them in order to proceed down Mingyu’s body.
Wonwoo licked her way down to the seam of Mingyu’s underwear. At the sight of this, Mingyu
covered her eyes from embarrassment and closed her legs tighter together. “Didn’t I already tell
you?” Wonwoo frowned. “You’re beautiful. Inside and out.”
Mingyu relaxed her leg muscles a bit, and Wonwoo proceeded to separate her legs from one another,
leaving Mingyu’s soaking panties in full view. To Wonwoo, this sight made her light headed. This
wasn’t a dream was it? She actually had Mingyu’s aching lower body in perspective?

Wonwoo quickly shook the thoughts away since she didn’t want to miss this perfect opportunity to
tease Mingyu even more. (Although she really wanted to tease her, Wonwoo was aching as well and
wanted to proceed.)
Wonwoo began to kiss Mingyu’s left inner thigh upward, making her way to the center. Mingyu
covered her mouth with her hands, trying to control herself. Wonwoo tried her best to control herself
too. It was hard not wanting to just rip off Mingyu’s panties and eating her out until she screams.
Wonwoo preceded; she pressed her tongue against Mingyu’s clothed crotch, which made Mingyu
bring her hips up in response. Wonwoo took this as a sign that that was a favorable approach.
Wonwoo continued to let her tongue slide up and down Mingyu’s underwear, which made Mingyu
rock her lower body up and down, going in sync with Wonwoo’s tongue movements.
From all of this, Wonwoo could feel herself getting wet. Of course, she wanted Mingyu to do
something about this, but she wanted to savour this moment and decided to wait until she was
finished with the younger one.
But at this point, neither of the girls could take this any longer. Wonwoo was shocked at how
Mingyu slowly sat up and pushed her away as she took off her panties. She chuckled to see how
eager Mingyu was all of a sudden. “So you did want this after all,” Wonwoo giggled.
Mingyu averted her eyes, making sure Wonwoo didn’t see her blushing face, which she did. “Just…
continue where you left off,” Mingyu replied.
“As you wish, princess,” Wonwoo smiled. She spread Mingyu’s legs, admiring the sight of how wet
the younger one was already. Her fingers spread the warmth and began to massage the clit in a
circular motion, Mingyu clutching onto the bedsheets in response.
“F-fuck--”
“Seems like you really want this, huh?”
“S-shut up!” Mingyu blushed, shutting her eyes close.
With a snicker, Wonwoo angled her hand so that her thumb was still massaging her clit as she
inserted her middle finger, gently pumping it as Mingyu began to whimper and pull the covers over
her bare chest. She spread her legs out more, making Wonwoo smirk as she knew it as a single to
keep going. She added another finger, increasing her speed in the process.
Mingyu bit her lip to stiffen a moan, but Wonwoo moved up until her face was hovering over
Mingyu, lustfully watching the taller making expressions that made Wonwoo stiffen as she sped up
her fingering. Slowly, the lower one pryed her eyes open, shocked to see Wonwoo gazing at her and
her body.
“Won--” Mingyu was quickly interrupted as Wonwoo abruptly pressed her lips on the other’s for a
deep and passionate kiss. Their eyes both closed, Mingyu letting go of the sheets and wrapping her
arms around Wonwoo’s neck to pull her closer as she stuck her tongue inside her mouth, their
tongues swirling around.
Mingyu felt the pressure build up inside of her and Wonwoo could tell that Mingyu was close to
releasing. Breaking the kiss, the older one gasped as the younger one weakly looked up and started
moaning Wonwoo’s name, her lower body jolting and her back arching when Wonwoo reached her
g-spot.
Bingo.

Wonwoo’s fingers were soaked and she couldn’t wait to lick the juices off of her hand. She needed to
be patient. But her patience was truly being tested.
“I-I’m really close…”
“Don’t worry,” Wonwoo whispered as she bent down and lovingly kissed Mingyu’s nose as if she
were a cherub. “I got you.” She trailed kisses down her neck once more, hearing her name come out
of Mingyu’s mouth in whimpers and groans. Just as she reached the taller one’s collarbone, Mingyu
let out a scream.
Her toes curled, her legs propped up, and her heels landed on the mattress as she felt herself reach her
peak and climax, Wonwoo feeling the liquids drip out of Mingyu onto the sheets and her own
fingers, which she pulled out and Mingyu whimpered from the loss.
After reaching over and grabbing tissue to wipe her hands, and attempting to wipe the bedsheets
which she made a mental note to just throw in the machine wash later on in the evening, she laid next
to Mingyu who was panting for air, turning on her side to gaze at Wonwoo in awe.
“W-wow…”
“You seem like you had fun,” Wonwoo grinned, Mingyu whining and scooting closer to Wonwoo as
they tangled their legs together. She snickered, running her hands through Mingyu’s hair to get a
better look and proceeded to kiss her forehead. “That was pretty nice.”
“Aren’t you wet?”
“Kind of. Why? Do you want to fix it for me?” Mingyu blushed, making Wonwoo chuckle as she
leaned in to kiss her partner’s nose. “Cute,” she sighed as she began to caress her sides. “It’s fine. We
don’t have to do it now if you aren’t ready to.”
“But I want to.”
“Then let’s do it after dinner, okay?” Wonwoo smiled, slowly sitting up in her bed. “You hungry? I’ll
cook you something downstairs and bring it up.
Mingyu blinked as she watched the older put her clothes back on and tie her hair back, smiling shyly
to herself. “Okay. I’d like that.” Wonwoo turned around and gave a smile back as she bent down and
they shared a kiss on the lips. Watching Wonwoo walk down, Mingyu sighed in content, wrapping
herself in the blanket and recovering from the thrill she just experienced.
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