“Hey, Eunwoo, come get drinks with us,” Gayoung said.
Dongmin paused at the door of the soundstage. “Well -”
“You said you didn’t have a schedule tomorrow besides filming with us.” Inyeop waggled his eyebrows.
“Hyung, have you eaten?”
Minhyuk was leaning in the doorway. He was wearing black jeans and a black tank top and black denim jacket that was short, and he was all legs.
“He was about to come eat and get drinks with us,” Gayoung said.
Inyeop tilted his head. “You’re Chani’s friend, right? Min…?”
“Park Minhyuk,” he said, inclining his head politely. “Chani trained at our agency before he moved on to FNC and then debuted with SF9.”
Gayoung’s eyes widened. “Oh. You’re one of Eunwoo’s teammates.”
Minhyuk nodded. “You were on that food show with Bin-hyung, right?”
“I was.” Gayoung looked Minhyuk up and down. “You came here to pick up Eunwoo?”
Minhyuk said, “I heard it might rain, so I brought an umbrella.” He lifted one hand and twirled a small umbrella on a strap.
Dongmin frowned. “Did you come with the van?”
“I told Manager not to bother with the van - I figured we could go for japchae and rice and then take a taxi home.” Minhyuk smiled faintly.
Gayoung laughed. “It’s so sweet of your dongsaeng to come pick you up at the end of the day, like a little brother waiting for his big brother after school.”
“Are all idol groups this close?” Inyeop asked. He had a vested interest in the answer, since he was playing a character who’d been an idol trainee.
“Some more than others,” Dongmin said.
Gayoung turned a cute pout on Minhyuk. “Can’t we borrow him for one night? You get to see his handsome face every day.”
Minhyuk said, “Actually, with how busy he is, when we’re not doing group promotions, even though we live together we don’t always get to see each other. I joke with fans that I get to see his handsome face every day, but half the time if I want to see him I have to check SNS for selcas too.” He raised his eyebrows. “So. Japchae and rice?”
“But you do get to live with him,” Gayoung said.
Minhyuk straightened up and stepped into the foyer of the sound stage, held out the umbrella. “I do. Sometimes, if I’m lucky, I get to sleep beside him. But I haven’t been so lucky these days, and I’ve missed him, and I’ve come to claim what’s mine. You’ll have him all day tomorrow. You’ll indulge me if I’m a little greedy, won’t you?”
Dongmin felt pinned by the intensity in Minhyuk’s gaze. He reached out, caught the umbrella, tugged. Caught Minhyuk in his arms and kissed him. Minhyuk was all his, and Dongmin finally had the chance to indulge and enjoy.
Inyeop said, “Heol.”
“What if someone sees?” Gayoung hissed.
Minhyuk pulled back and said, “Everyone else is gone. And if anyone asks, well, what’s a little such a good night between teammates, hm? Maybe Inyeop wanted to see up close, for research purposes. How to keep a straight face when skinship like that can be awkward.”
“A straight face indeed,” Inyeop said with a snicker. He waved at hand at Dongmin. “Go. Get your japchae and rice. We’ll see you in the morning.”
Dongmin laced his fingers with Minhyuk’s and led him to the door. It was raining, so he opened the umbrella and tugged Minhyuk against his side.
“Since when are you so possessive?” he asked.
“Just wanted to remind you who you’re coming home to,” Minhyuk said loftily.
“Gayoung’s right, though. You get to see my face all the time.”
“And your body, and I get your kisses, and -”
“And let’s go get that japchae and rice so you have energy for what comes next,” Dongmin said.
Minhyuk grinned and pressed closer to his side. “You’re on.”