As requested...

"Mingi."

Mingi stopped in place upon hearing his name. He turned and grinned.

"Hi, Yunho."

"How could you-"

"Do you like my new blazer?" Mingi gestured at himself. It was a navy blue color, expensive, with multiple golden pins on its right breast. "Seonghwa gave it to me."

"I'm going to kill you."

"He said he found it tossed away, brand new, in a closet somewhere. I guess you didn't like the color so much."

Mingi watched as Yunho clenched his fists and mouth fell into a straight line. His eyes were deadly, but Mingi didn't feel so dead.

"You're going to Hongjoong's party, right?"

"..."

"Your dad told me." Mingi shrugged. "So I could pay him a visit."

Yunho suddenly grabbed Mingi by the collar. "Get the hell away from my dad and my house. You don't know who you're messing with," he threatened.

But Mingi... started laughing. He looked straight into Yunho's eyes for a challenge. He only found insecurity.

"I don't think you know who your dad is messing with." Mingi grinned. "I'd ask my friends at the party tonight."

"Yunho!" a voice called. Yunho immediately let go of Mingi's clothes and huffed in anger.

"Heh, who's this you got here?" a voice asked. They poked their head around Mingi, a curious look on their face. "New friend?"

"No," Yunho gritted through his teeth.

Hongjoong shrugged it off, looking around. "Yunho," he laughed. "Mommy pick you up again?"

Seonghwa stood at the entrance, a hand on his hip and the other running through his hair.

"There's my ride." Mingi patted Yunho's shoulder, striding down towards the older.

"Seonghwa!" Yunho ran at Seonghwa, turning him around angrily. But his father equally dared his look.

"Don't you have somewhere to be with your friends?" Seonghwa snapped. Yunho swallowed hard and nodded. "So go."

Mingi smirked as Yunho turned around to head back to his friends. He looked humiliated the way he walked like a dog with his tail in between his legs. Heh.

"So where are we going today, sweetheart?" Mingi threw an arm around Seonghwa's shoulders as they walked out. Seonghwa hummed with a smile.

"It's a surprise."

"Yeah?"

"That involves dinner."

"I like that so far."

Mingi had to admit he's grown to liking Seonghwa's presence. At first, sleeping with his bully's father looked like a way of revenge against Yunho more than anything. But as days went on, as their intense sessions kept going, Mingi found it hard to say it was only an emotionless thing.

Seonghwa equally felt the same. He felt a growing desire to attach to Mingi, to do things with him, to have him do things to Seonghwa — something he hadn't felt in years. Seonghwa wanted to be in the younger's arms in the morning and safely protected from everything else.

So was it wrong?

. . .

"Mingi! A-Ah..." Seonghwa moaned as he rode the younger in the car. The two had just gone out for dinner that evening and couldn't keep themselves apart after finishing.

"You still want to flirt with that waiter again? Hm?" Mingi pressed. Seonghwa shook his head, gasping when Mingi stroked his member teasingly.

"Would he make you feel good? Better than I do?"

"No. No!" Seonghwa replied, tongue practically falling out of his mouth.

Mingi didn't even care if someone watched them as they walked through the parking lot. He would welcome it, rather.

"Ugh... Mingi..." Seonghwa whined, slowing down with burning thighs and a panting chest.

"Have you had enough?" Mingi asked, rubbing the corners of Seonghwa's hips with his thumbs. Seonghwa frantically nodded.

"Come here."

Mingi immediately hugged the older and ran a hand down his back.

It wasn't ten seconds later when Seonghwa began trailing kisses on Mingi's neck and rolling his hips once or twice.

"You're so desperate tonight, babe."

"Mhm," Seonghwa hummed, sounding a bit dragged from exhaustion. He didn't want to let go of Mingi. Not yet.

Mingi held Seonghwa for some minutes, knowing he dozed off. His hands fondled with his body, touching his smooth, toned skin with care. The rich male probably got rid of every single hair on his body.

Then Mingi looked around the car. He was in the driver's seat, but this wasn't his. It was the exact elegant black vehicle parked in Seonghwa's driveway — the one that belonged to his late husband. The feeling didn't bother Mingi too much.

Seonghwa woke up then, eyes blinking softly to find out he was still in the same position from before: hugging Mingi.

"S-Sorry," he said. Mingi only smiled, kissing his forehead.

"Let's go home."

Seonghwa returned to his seat, bare yet covered with a blanket. All it took was for Mingi to start the car, and he was fast asleep again. His head leaned against the window peacefully.

When they arrived at the mansion, Mingi left Seonghwa in the passenger's seat, intending to open the doors and clear the way so he could carry Seonghwa to his bedroom.

What he wasn't expecting was a drunk and teary-eyed Yunho at the door.

"Yunho..."

"Hi, Mingi." Yunho wiped his nose using his sleeve and looked out towards the car. He stumbled, but Mingi held his arm. "You two had a fun night, huh?" He pulled himself away.

"Aren't you supposed to be at your party? With your friends?"

"No..." Yunho shook his head. He drank straight from his bottle of liquor, and Mingi swore he saw more tears forming in his eyes. "They're not my friends."

"..."

"But... But we can be friends, right?" Yunho looked at Mingi with pleading eyes. "Best friends?"

"Best friends, Yunho? Are you crazy?" Mingi shook his head. "I need to go get Seonghwa-"

Then Yunho did what Mingi couldn't possibly expect: he kissed him. Once, a peck. Then the second, a longer taste.

And Mingi kissed back.

Yunho held Mingi's jaw to deepen it. He wasn't sure if he wanted to control or wanted to give it up. He just liked how it felt.

"Would you forgive me for torturing you," Yunho took Mingi's hands and placed them around his waist. "If you treated me any way you wanted tonight?" he whispered against Mingi's lips.

In a trance, Mingi pinned the older against the wall. His foot absentmindedly kicked the front door behind them shut.

"We'll see tomorrow morning," Mingi replied and wiped one of Yunho's tears away.

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