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"So what you're saying is that whoever your boss is, wants you to write a whole scene of shit over gay culture? And you need me to help you for that? Dude, this is unacceptable." Yunho crosses his arms over his chest, an unimpressed expression lacing his orbs. YeoSang nervously fidgets in his seat staring elsewhere but at Yunho until he decides to defend himself.

"It's not that! I mean- I want you to help me with research and all. You don't have to help with a bad review or stuff cause that's just....err shit. Honestly I don't even know what to do you know." YeoSang sighs feeling guilty for asking help over such a topic where he is sure that he needs to write a bad article. Yunho continues sitting and stares at YeoSang, his eyes examining his state. Who knew Yunho honestly wasn't thinking wrong of YeoSang but sure knew what YeoSang's situation was.

Yunho shakes his head before clearing his throat. "Okay." YeoSang shoots his head up at the answer, surprise and shock casted straight through his eyes. "W-What?" YeoSang stuttered out of surprise to confirm he heard right. "I said okay." Yunho mumbles, a soft smile adorning his cute puppy face. YeoSang sighs in relief and happiness. "Thanks, you don't know how much it means." YeoSang mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.

"Anyways you should be home you know? It's kinda late not that I mind if you stay longer." Yunho reminds, glancing at his wrist watch. YeoSang didn't know how to react to that cause honestly he felt comfortable with this guy he barely knew for a night but he probably was right. He shouldn't stay longer for sure though. There are a lot of reasons for that. YeoSang gets up, his hand fixing his hair while he eyes Yunho get up as well. "I'll be leaving then...Seonghwa must be waiting anyways." YeoSang mutters eyeing things everywhere but at Yunho's face for some reason. Not going to lie but now that he was leaving, it felt kind of awkward to say goodbye.....

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Park Seonghwa was currently sitting in his cubicle staring at the sliver ring while wasting his time he could use to grab some lunch. He was hungry, but his mind seemed somewhere else to bother with it. The ring has been the one bothering him since that night and right now this ring was bothering him more than anything because he didn't know what to do with it. He sure knows that he should return it, but he isn't sure if he really wants to face Mingi again.

Something about him makes him feel both happy yet scared. Like he wants to meet him again for sure yet not bother into putting himself through another meet which may bring he knows what. Seonghwa bites his lip at the night's flash. Mingi felt almost too lonely but his intimidating and forward behaviour dominated that probably? And maybe that lonely side is just his own soft heart's assumption. Maybe it doesn't even exist or maybe it does more than he knows. 

Seonghwa sighs until a vibration in his pocket makes him jolt up in his seat, his eyes blinking multiple times in surprise. Seonghwa fishes out his phone from his pocket, and views the caller ID. It was an unknown number. Seonghwa's eyebrow quirks up in curiousity before he swipes his thumb to receive it. 'Hello! Break-up planner!' The booming deep voice makes Seonghwa both surprised yet scowl at his words. "Song Mingi it's not a break-up planner." Seonghwa states flatly, his eyes unimpressed when a chuckle follows from the other side. "Anyways, how do you have my number?!" Seonghwa interrogates, growing nervous over how did his contact information reach the other.

'Long connections dude~' Mingi whistled through the line and for some reason Seonghwa felt uncomfortable almost as if Mingi was threatening him or something. 'Anyways back to my work, I see I accidentally left my ring with you. I need you back.' Everything seemed alright with the sentence to Seonghwa until he heard 'you'. "What?" Seonghwa emphasizes his question before he hears Mingi chuckle. 'I mean I need you to come and give my ring back.' Seonghwa rolls his eyes. "When and where?"

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"So you want me to help with it, hyung?" Jongho questions blinking his assumptions through his eyes while staring at YeoSang who sits there nodding slightly. "You don't have to do it if it makes you uncomfortable though." YeoSang adds to the conditions, his insides praying Jongho agreed though. He doesn't know who will help him if Jongho doesn't. Jongho sits blankly for a while, going through everything YeoSang told him about making YeoSang grow nervous minute by minute. Just how many times does he need to go through such situations until he hears their yes or no?

"Ok." Another yes and YeoSang was probably still not used to people agreeing to help him that he looked up just like last night and asked. "What?" He could feel how similar the situation felt but didn't bother on thinking too much about it. "I said ok. You know hyung, I think it will a good experience for me too." Jongho comments, a small smile of willingness playing on his lips when he felt YeoSang's eyes glitter with happiness.

"I swear Jongho what would I do without you." YeoSang comments with a small smile. "Hehe, it's alright hyung. We'll just have to make sure Kyungsook doesn't know I went there." Jongho reminds chuckling a little at the thought of her fiancé. Jongho's fiancé would never let Jongho go to clubs because you see she has trust issues but Jongho loves her alot. YeoSang sometimes wonders how they became a match after how possessive his fiancé is and how much it feels like she controls him. Maybe it's just because Jongho is the blindly in love type right now.

Kyungsook is sure lucky to have Jongho. He is a really nice guy and even understanding enough to not leave her by now over how toxic she may get at times. "So hyung, when do we even have to go?" Jongho questions while playing with his spoon softly stirring the steaming cup of coffee sitting in front of him while YeoSang sat with his usual americano. "Umm, well there will be another friend along with us and he works on Tuesdays and Thursdays so...maybe Wednesday." YeoSang mumbles, while trying to remember correctly about Yunho's show schedule.

"Oh cool! Kyungsook will be back by then but no problem! I'll manage!" Jongho beams confidently, YeoSang returning the sweet gesture with a weirdly nervous smile. The rest of the day was smooth except for the fact that there was a sudden weird and unsettling feeling roaming the pits of YeoSang's heart over what the night of Wednesday may bring for them. The only thought of him probably losing his worries that night for a couple hours felt reassuring that there won't be something wrong.

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"He should be here soon." Mingi mumbles while staring at his wrist watch sitting at his usual reserved spot at the cafe his friend Hongjoong owns while Hongjoong gives him a side eye look while grimacing over the fact that his soda can was already empty while waiting for the handsome dude Mingi met two nights ago. "You really want to do this again Mingi?" Hongjoong questions, his right eyebrow quirked up in what seemed unsettling worry.

"Of course and what's so new about it that you seem worried?" His uninterested gaze turns from his watch to Hongjoong's face analysing it for any sort of clue over the worried behaviour's reason. Hongjoong sighs shaking his head before opening his lips to reply however Mingi's gaze widened over a particular person approaching them that he shoves Hongjoong away. "He's here, now go!" Mingi settles himself watching Hongjoong leave while grumbling how it's his own cafe and that he doesn't deserve such behaviour.

Seonghwa catches upon how that same shorter guy from before was there a while ago with Mingi and he assumes they are good friends. Making his way towards where he could recognise Mingi was, he prepared himself mentally for some weird reason he isn't aware of himself. "Oh you're here!" Mingi beams, his big white teeth flashing in the evening glow of the buttery sky.

Mingi watches Seonghwa settle down in front of him. Seonghwa wasn't honestly sure what to do so he just shuffled through his back pocket to get the ring. Softly sliding it over the wooden table, Seonghwa speaks. "Here, your ring." He didn't know why he wasn't even looking in Mingi's eyes. Grinning, Mingi makes sure he brushes his hand over Seonghwa's when he gets his ring back. Sliding it back in his right hand finger, Mingi mumbles.

"Thanks alot, I really thought I won't get it back this time after how many times I've lost it. It's really precious to me." Seonghwa looks up at that nodding his head softly until he hears Mingi yet again. "I see you're really weird huh? I mean- really quiet most of the time." Mingi mumbled grinning up slightly at Seonghwa who just sits there not exactly sure about things. "Er-I-I've always been this way I guess." Seonghwa mutters not quite understanding his own quiet behaviour in front of Mingi. Maybe he was just still intimidated....

....or maybe Mingi just had something in him that made him act so shy.

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“M-Mingi- leave me you're hurti-”
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