Yunho fiddled with the hem of his sweater. Everything felt nerve-wracking at the moment, making him feel agitated or jump at the slightest thing.

His hunger for something was bothering him.

It was getting to him, not knowing why he felt this way.

"Are you okay?"

Yunho felt his breathing stop before looking at Mingi.

"Yup, I'm fine." He sighed before looking out of the window.

His heartbeat grew quicker once Mingi put a hand on his thigh, gripping it slightly out of comfort.

But, this wasn't comforting to Yunho.

It only put him on edge.

Confusion hit him as he looked at Mingi's hand, studying the two rings.

"San, what does your ring mean?" He questioned as subconsciously held Mingi's hand.

"Pride~" San said with a huge smile, peering over the seat. He sat back down after Seonghwa demanding him to put a seatbelt on.

"What about you?" Yunho muttered as he looked into the rearview mirror, catching Seonghwa staring at both him and Mingi before looking away.

"Wrath....or at least was wrath." Seonghwa sighed.

He gripped onto the steering wheel, feeling his anger grow as to what happened.

Yunho knew something was wrong when he saw that there was no ring on Seonghwa's hand.

He looked over to Mingi, before going to whisper into his ear.

"Who took it? The ring?" Yunho muttered before backing away.

"Fiancée" Mingi sighed.

He felt a bit nervous when he saw how confused Yunho looked. Mingi just knew Yunho was judging him, wanting to know why would Mingi marry the person that took Seonghwa's ring.

"We're here" Seonghwa said with a small smile.

Yunho looked out the window, surprised to see that they were already at his apartment complex.

"Thanks, Seonghwa" He said with a big smile.

Seonghwa nodded, not sparing a glance at Mingi in the process.

"Bye San" Yunho giggled before getting out of the car, dragging Mingi with him.

He stood there, watching the car drive off before walking into the building.

Yunho couldn't help but feel that same feeling he felt earlier once they arrived at the elevator.

A shaky breath left his mouth as he pressed the elevator button.

"I can't help you if you don't say what's the problem." Mingi sighed, knowing something was off.

Yunho shook his head, feeling relieved once the doors opened.

"I'm fine." He struggled to say, throat feeling dry.

Mingi rolled his eyes as they stepped into the elevator.

He pressed the floor Yunho lived on, before looking at the nervous male up and down. Mingi was arguing in his head on whether or not he knew what was wrong with Yunho.

"Yunho, just tell me what's wrong."

"It's nothing."

Yunho felt needy though. He promised himself that he wouldn't sleep with Mingi again, but his body craved it.

Instead of wanting it, his body needed it. The gentle yet harsh way Mingi used him.

It felt like forever since Mingi had touched him, and it was frustrating him.

"I'm totally fine." Yunho muttered once the elevator doors opened.

With every single step down the hall, his stomach churned with every thought he had of not wanting to be with Mingi.

Once they arrived at his apartment, he hurriedly took his keys out and unlocked the door.

He didn't even wait for Mingi before rushing to his bedroom.

Yunho slammed his bedroom door behind himself before locking it.

The thought of keeping himself from Mingi only made him grow impatient with himself.

"Yunho? Are you okay?"

"Mhm" Yunho hummed out as he began to take off his clothes. Feeling hot and bothered from having clothes on.

He paced around his room in his underwear, trying to relax.

"I don't need him."

But, Yunho did. He just felt bothered by the fact that Mingi was engaged.

"I can handle this by myself." He said before looking at the bottle of lube on his dresser.

Out of desperation, he slid off his boxers before letting out a sigh.

He positioned himself on his bed, kneeling on his knees.

A shaky breath left his mouth as he went to grab the lube off his nightstand, pouring some onto his fingers.

Once he heard that the tv was on in the living, he knew that Mingi had finally left him alone.

A desperate whine left his mouth as he went to push a finger into his hole, followed by another one.

Small whimpers left his mouth as he pumped his fingers in and out of himself, seeking the pleasure he would feel from Mingi.

He tried to convince himself that this was enough as he inserted the third digit, desperately seeking some type of relief.

His eyes got glossy as frustration started to build up inside of him.

"I can't do it" Yunho whined out.