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It's a perfect day in Seoul for everyone who is either working or going to school.

Mingyu just dropped his nephew at the kindergarten he attended and since Mingyu was always the one his sister would looked for whenever she needed help with Minho, Mingyu would never say no. 

Minho is 5 years old and doesn't have a father by his side, since the father died in a car accident just when Minho was only 1 years old so the boy doesn't really remember his father much. So Mingyu had stepped in to be a father figure towards Minho.

Even though he's a busy man who runs a company, he'll always make time for his niece no matter what. And dropping and picking Minho from the kindergarten has been his normal routine.

There is only one thing that he doesn't really enjoy when he drops or picks Minho up is that all mother and even teacher alike there wouldn't stop ogling over him, which he hated because someone would suddenly report on him hitting on those women even when he doesn't.

Sometimes he wonders why the father of these kids can’t sometimes drop their own kids to school too at least for a few times.

"Mr. Kim! Good morning!" Mingyu glances over towards one of the male teachers there who he knows goes by the name Lee Chan, about 4 years younger than Mingyu is.

"Good morning Chan-seonsaengnim." He wishes the younger teacher back with a smile. The only teacher he could tolerate and plus because Chan is Minho's favorite teacher.

"You're a bit earlier today than usual."

"Yeah cause I have a meeting in about an hour so I gotta drop Minho now but I'll also be the one who picks him up like always do." Mingyu says, ruffling Minho's hair affectionately.

"Ah, alright Mr. Kim. Have a safe drive then." Chan says while he took Minho's hand and both of them waved Mingyu goodbye.

"Bye Uncle Min!"

"Bye champ. I'll see you later in the evening."

As Mingyu walked towards his car, he rolled his eyes when he heard whispers of all the ladies around him talking about how hot he is, how if they're not married they would probably go after him and many more. Honestly, Mingyu thinks of stopping in helping Minhee drops Minho here everyday but he knows he can't do it since Minhee is a professor that teaches young adults in Biochemistry and also her university located like almost at the other side of Seoul city so she would usually have to leave way earlier than Mingyu does. 

Of course she drove over his penthouse and dropped Minho there before she drove to her university. Sometimes Mingyu wonders why she didn't just move somewhere closer to where she's working and rather stays with their parents still but Mingyu knew it must have been because of her late husband.

They do have a house over where she's working but after Yunho dies, she couldn't stay there anymore due to the fact that they both share a lot of cherished memories. It's also not because she's broke or doesn't have any money but Minhee thinks it's better to let Minho grow up with the presence of her parents and Mingyu.

Yunho's parents do occasionally visit Minho during the holidays and also came to his birthday parties every year and they never blamed Minhee over their son's death at all because the accident was caused by a drunkard man anyway.

Minho gave all the mothers a side glance and somehow he made them swoon even more but Mingyu being a gentleman just gave them all a simple nod and a small smile before he entered his car.

While he did so, a black Mercedes stopped beside his car and out came a man and a young girl.

"Alright Yuna-ah, we're here and your appa says to behave and be a good girl." The man bent down and fixed her ponytail.

"I'm always a good girl, Shua samchon. Does appa think I'm a bad girl?" Yuna pouts and asks Joshua.

Joshua just smiles and pats her head, "No, he knows that you're a good girl but you know how he is. He will always remind you to be a good girl. Also he loves you very much."

"I know Shua samchon but I just hope that he could be the one that drops me at school and picks me up rather than you and Hannie samchon." 

"He's trying Yuna but his jobs love to keep him away from you and he's actually very sorry for not being able to drop and pick you up after school."

Yuna pouts even more but what Joshua says is true. Her father would always cook for her, read her favorite storybooks and also cuddle her when they're at home so that's that. She also knows her father does say sorry every time he comes home from work.

"Alright samchon. Tell appa I love him and miss him already."

Joshua chuckles, "You just saw him this morning though."

"I know and I missed him already. Please relay my message samchon."

"I will kiddo. Now run along."

They shared a hug before Yuna ran off towards Chan who's waiting for her and the rest of the other children.

❀

"Can someone tell me why the collections of fabrics I specifically ordered for the fall collections aren't here yet? I think I made it clear that those fabrics should arrive by today since we need to start publishing our fall collections by the end of this month."

"They said there's a bit of a problem in transportation sir, but they're currently doing their best to arrange for a new one ASAP."

The sound of his shoes tapping onto the marble floor could be heard all around the floor.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration, slowly turning around to face everyone that's standing around the room.

Wonwoo looked at each one of his designers and gave them all a sharp look.

"And when will those fabrics be here?" He asked.

"By today or the latest will be tomorrow sir." The girl slightly trembled when she said the last word weakly.

Wonwoo sighs and bites his lower lips in annoyance. Even when he sighs his designers tremble because pissing the one and only Jeon Wonwoo is like you committed a huge crime.

Even so, Wonwoo would never raise his voice towards his staff even when they made a huge mistake at some point. He is strict and a perfectionist but he would never yell at his staff unless it's a necessary thing to do so.

They all respected him so very much that they fixed things even before he found out. 

"Call them again and let them know I want those fabrics to be here by tomorrow, sharp at 9am, understand. No negotiation required." 

"Understood sir."

"Good, dismiss. Get back to whatever you guys were doing." He waves his hand away and everyone leaves the room except for Jeonghan and Joshua.

Wonwoo sighs and he doesn't need to know who's left in the room with him but not his best friends. 

"Won, you gotta take a rest sometimes from your job. Yuna kept telling us that she loves you and misses you every time me and Jeonghan dropped her at the kindergarten."

"You know it's hard to just leave hyung, not without fall season is just around the corner and we still haven't published any fall collection yet." Wonwoo says as he turns around to look at them. "I know that she misses me and she told me even after she came home."

"Then just take at least a day or two or maybe three days just to spend time with her. You don't need to fly anywhere with Yuna. Just spend it at home."

Wonwoo was giving it a thought with the way he was silently dazing. Maybe he could but he'll wait till the fabrics arrive tomorrow. He seriously needs to inspect every single one and determine which fabrics need to be used for which designs he has collected for his fall collections.

Having your own fashion brand and producing your own clothing is tiring. JWW Atelier is where he produces all his clothing brand from scratch and his brand goes by the name W.W which is simple but it has become one of the well known clothing brands in the fashion industry.

You could say his brand is sort of tied up with LV, Dior, Versace, Prada and more. He's the founder and the owner but he still stitches, sewing and does the measurements for his clothing or to the people who model for him, to those idols, famous actors and actresses and so on.

He works with his two best friends Jeonghan and Joshua who always supported him and will always be the second in command in his Atelier if he's not around. Also the ones who would babysit Yuna when he's out of town.

"I'll think about it, hyung." He says finally after staring off for a few minutes. They all started doing their own job by going out meeting some of other designers, potential buyers, managers for some famous people and more.

It kept going till it's almost time to pick up Yuna when Wonwoo received a call from Joshua.

❀

"Hello?" 

'Mr. Kim, I'm sorry to bother you although you're probably on your way to the kindergarten by now. I couldn't reach Ms. Minhee so I had to call you.’

"No that's okay, I just got into my car but is everything okay, Chan seonsaengnim? Who's crying at the back?" Mingyu asked genuinely curious and also worried that it might be Minho because it kinda sounds like him.

'Oh, uh...that's..Minho.'

"Huh? What happened?" Mingyu quickly started off his Ferrari Purosangue as he listened in to Minho cries at the back through the phone call. Chan tries to explain as best as he can to him about what had happened between him and one of the other kids  and that is enough to drive Mingyu to speed off towards the kindergarten.

There is no way some girl could punch Minho in the face all because of some simple thing. He refuses to believe Minho, his nephew got beat up by a girl of his age. Who the hell does this kid belong to?

He arrived about 15 minutes later, exiting his car quickly as he ran over to one of the benches located at the front of the building. He found Minho, Chan and who seems to be a girl that is probably responsible for beating Minho, looking all solemnly out in the open. She didn't even pay attention to her teacher and Minho who thankfully has stopped crying.

"Minho-ah..." Mingyu calls as he rushes over. Minho immediately lunges into Mingyu's arm and pointedly looks at Yuna who seemingly ignores him, nervously fidgeting with the fingers.

"How did you get beat up by a girl Minho-ah."

"Actually it's just a single punch to his lower face that he manages to get a small cut over his bottom lip."

"Still she did hit him which is not supposed to happen if it's not provoked." Mingyu says, inspecting the small cut over the lip. It didn't have any active bleeding but it looks kind of deep. "What exactly happened to even have the girl to punch him in the first place?"

"Well I'm not entirely sure Mr. Kim but when I heard the ruckus and screaming, I already saw the two of them pulling hair while Yuna over here was straddling Minho down."

Mingyu frowned, unsatisfied with the answer so he turned to his nephew. "Minho?"

"I was just...just teasing her but she couldn't take the joke uncle."

"Well it depends on what you were joking about to end up with you getting hit. Still, there shouldn't be any violence happening at school Chan seonsaengnim. Where are her parents, I want to talk to them. This is absurd." Mingyu huffed in annoyance. The girl flinches when Mingyu asks where her parents were and somehow her eyes start to get teary without anyone else noticing.

The sound of an upcoming car took their attention. All four looked over towards the upcoming car. A Volvo ES90. 

Yuna immediately stood up from the bench, surprised to see the car she’s very familiar with came into view and she was already making her way towards the front gate. She recognises the car anywhere. It's not her samchon, she knows that’s not them but it’s him. She didn't even expect that her appa would come to pick her up anyway since she heard her teacher called Shua samchon earlier on.

The car stopped exactly next to Mingyu's Ferrari. 

"Good, the parents are finally here." Mingyu says with irritations as he walks over to finally give the parents some lessons on how to educate their own kid only to be stopped dead in his tracks when the person steps out from the car looking like a freaking model.

Chan and two other teachers were also surprised to see him. Yuna's father whom they last saw was when he came to register her on the first day of kindergarten. Since then they have never seen him except for the two uncles she always comes with.

Yuna ran straight into her father, tears dripping down her face automatically as Wonwoo quickly caught her and scooped her up into his arms. Shushing her and rocking her around.

"Hush baby. Appa's here." Wonwoo says, doing his best to wipe away all the tears that keep on pouring down her eyes and pushing her bangs back. She wails as softly as she can into Wonwoo’s shoulder.

Chan walks over, "Mr. Jeon! I didn't think you would be the one picking Yuna up today." Chan says nervously.

Wonwoo looked at Chan for a few seconds, gave him a little bow before he diverted his eyes towards the tall man holding a boy. Eyes narrowing into slits.

"It's better this way than having Jeonghan hyung or Joshua hyung to pick her up after what happened today. Honestly I didn't think a young boy at this age is capable of verbally bullying someone."

Mingyu raises his eyebrows at the word bullying. He shakes his head out of his stupor and steps closer with Minho.

"What do you mean by verbally bullying? As you can see, clearly it's your daughter who bullied him by punching Minho in the face. Didn't you teach your kid a lesson at home? It doesn't seem like it if she could choose violence over something simple." Mingyu scoffed, eyeing the man up and down. How can this man look so damn good? 

Wonwoo raises his own eyebrow, frowning back at Mingyu. He scoffed and then let out a disbelief laugh.

"I see you didn't know the exact truth here."

Mingyu frowns.

"Perhaps Chan seonsaengnim didn't know the exact story on why Yuna punched him, but Jihoon does."

At the mention of Jihoon, another teacher at the kindergarten who happens to be a closed friend to Wonwoo shows up.

Chan and Mingyu looked at him. "Hyung, what does Mr. Jeon mean by the truth? I thought they were fighting over the drawings."

"Well, it does have something to do with the drawing but I don't know if Minho actually knows that it's true or not. The kid just teases Yuna's drawing, kind of like mocking her because she is just drawing herself and Wonwoo, but there’s no drawing of a mother figure at the other side of her. And he just simply says that Yuna is probably adopted or her parents left her with one parent because they don't love her anymore. Which is not exactly true but it kind of hit the nail."

Mingyu and Chan had to hold their chin up so that it didn't go any lower. Mingyu refuses to believe Jihoon. There is no way his nephew said that to her.

"Minho. Did you really do that? Did you actually say it?"

Minho bit his lower lip nervously and slowly nodded his head, guilt showing in his face. "I didn't mean it, I was just teasing."

"And yet you said it to her even though it's a joke. I know you're only 5 but that's not something to tease about." Wonwoo says.

Mingyu quickly defends Minho, "He's just teasing so we can lay it off. He apologized and he said it was just a joke. Maybe it's not even true what he said to her."

Wonwoo glares at Mingyu, stepping closer into his space. Even though he's an inch or two taller than him, he does not feel intimidated.

"Listen to me clearly buddy. What he said to Yuna wasn't exactly a lie. I would say it's half true but Yuna's parents both died in a tragic accident when she was 3 years old, alright. It was a hit and run situation and you know what's worse? She was in the accident too. She was there! So maybe you should be the one to teach your son to watch their mouth or be more polite. I lost a brother that day and Yuna lost both her parents. She's still coping but I guess he just triggered the memories. Thanks."

Wonwoo says in sarcasm and in remorse that he didn't wait to hear what Mingyu has to say and walks off with the still teary Yuna in his arms. He couldn't believe some kid could say something so sensitive to Yuna, although he knows it's only a joke but it's not a joke to Yuna.

Both her parents love her so much and Wonwoo knows they didn't mean to leave her so early but that bastard had to go and drove like a mad man and headed straight towards them and killed them immediately at the crash site and then drove off. Thankfully he got arrested an hour later since he crashed the car into a divider later on due to how drunk he was.

Wonwoo was not there when it happened, he was in the States but Yuna was there, and she was in the car as well but she was safe and only had minor injuries thanks to her mother protecting her with her body.

"Let's get you some ice cream baby. And you can skip school tomorrow and appa gonna stay at home tomorrow okay?"

Yuna sniffled, eyes red and she looked so puffed up, "Y-you will?"

"Yes, appa promise."

Yuna nods and snuggles further into his arm.

Meanwhile, Mingyu was so shocked at what he just heard. He didn't think that his nephew would say that to her and finding out the girl, Yuna actually lost her parents in the accident the same way as his late brother-in-law was not in his mind.

"Minho."

"Yes?"

Mingyu groans, face palming himself. How is he supposed to explain to his sister that her son just makes a girl cry and at the same time got punched by the same girl in one day.

"Minho. You should never say that to her."

"But uncle, I told you I was just teasing her! I didn't even mean it and I didn't even know that she lost her parents like I lost papa." He pouts and slowly his eyes get teary.

"I know champ. I know you don't mean it but sometimes those topics can be sensitive and we don't even know their story. Now, maybe if able to, apologise to her tomorrow with sincerity. Tell her you never meant to say that and tell her you didn't know. And later explained it to your mom."

"But she's gonna ground me if I tell her."

"Well, eventually she will still find out about it bud. Whether you like it or not, you have to tell her because they called her phone too but she didn't answer them, surely she will want to know why the school called her."

Mingyu and Minho bid both Jihoon and Chan goodbye and left the place. While driving, Mingyu couldn't stop thinking about the man from earlier.

Wonwoo. Jeon Wonwoo. He is definitely a beauty and is very handsome. Definitely his type. All his life, his 30 years of living, he had never shown interest in anyone before. Not even when his parents sent him to all those blind dates. But this Wonwoo guy somehow attracted him. And where has he seen him before? The man looked kind of familiar but he couldn’t recall.

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"What did Minho do?!" Minhee half shouted once she came home, finding her brother drinking a coffee while he waited for Minhee. Minho had long gone to sleep after Mingyu cooked dinner for them. Their parents had also retreated into their bedroom, also surprised when they found out what Minho did earlier that day. They even told him to make sure and apologise to Yuna and he will, since he promised.

Mingyu waited for Minhee before he decided to go home but he'll probably stay the night because of how tired he is the whole time. Dealing with few issues with the company, almost losing a deal if it's not thanks to Seungcheol and Seokmin for dealing it for him. Then almost, very closely, get into a fist fight (not even that close at all) with the man who couldn't stop occupying his head right now if it's not because of what Minho had done to trigger the girl into punching him.

At least it wasn't that bad when he inspected the cut again.

"He said sorry and he'll apologise tomorrow to the girl and maybe and hopefully the father too or uncle, I don't even know."

"Uncle? What do you mean? Did you somehow talk about Jeon Wonwoo?"

Mingyu glanced up at her? Looking at her as if trying to dissect her.

"How did you know I was talking about him in the first place? I didn't even say his name?"

"Well that's because I talked to him once when he registered his niece's well guessed adopted daughter because of what happened to her real parents. We didn't exchange much but he's super famous you know." Minhee says, grabbing a glass of her own and filling it with some apple juice.

"Super famous? Is he a model?"

"He used to be a model but now he's a fashion designer. A very well known one too. He runs his own brand which rivals the other famous ongoing brand. I know Yuna is not his biological daughter but she is his niece, his late brother's daughter. He took it upon himself to raise Yuna as his own if what I remember from when we first met. I sort of broke down thinking about Yunho when I registered Minho and he kindly offers his handkerchief when nobody else pays attention to me." Minhee says.

"Somehow we ended up just sharing what had happened in our lives and that's it and we never saw each other again. Before you came into the picture in offering to send Minho to school, I did my part and thought I could meet him again and wanted to tell him that I'm his fan and love the clothes he created but he never showed up after that day, only Yuna's two uncles do."

"You awfully know a lot about some guy you're not even close with, Minhee."

"It's just that one time oppa. He's not my type anyway but I know somebody would like him." Minhee smiles behind her glass as she casted her brother a look. 

Mingyu almost choked on his coffee, shaking his head without even saying anything. He knows that look. He may be interested but there is no way that the guy would like him and plus he didn't even know if the guy likes men at all.

"We're off to a bad start, Minhee. You should have seen how he looked at me earlier this evening. If looks could kill, he would be it. Even with the glasses he's damn attractive." 

He didn't mean to say that out loud but he just did and Minhee started to cackle. "You should try and win him over oppa. You're both hot and successful, surely if you guys dated and maybe married each other, the world would recognize you guys as the power couple."

"Hmm, sounds good...no hold up! Don't make me hope for it Minhee! He might probably have somebody special. Even if he’s single with a niece, if we’d meet again, he’d probably try to punch me next."

The two siblings kept talking about Wonwoo and later talking about work until they both moved to their respective room to sleep.

❀

Wonwoo woke up early the next day and was planning to cook Yuna's favorite breakfast but he didn't expect to find her sleeping next to him, snuggling into his side of the bed, seeking comfort.

He smiled softly down at her, running his fingers through her soft hair, and kissing her forehead. Yuna slowly rose from her sleep when she felt Wonwoo combed her hair.

"Appa?"

"Hey baby. Good morning sleepyhead. What would you like for breakfast today princess?"

"She blinked up at him, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before she acted like she's thinking about what she wanted. Although Wonwoo didn't need to ask since he knows what she wanted and it has always been her favorite breakfast.

"Kimchi fried rice?" She says which surprises Wonwoo. She never asked for a Korean breakfast before. It's always between a toast with scrambled eggs or waffles or even pancakes. This is a first.

"Kimchi fried rice? Wait, who are you and what have you done to my Yuna?" He playfully asked, a smile playing over his face. Yuna whined, smacking his chest playfully.

"I am Yuna. The one and only."

"I know princess, just playing with you. Anyway, it is Kimchi fried rice then. Any additional requests?" He slowly stood from the bed, stretching a few times.

"Can I have some egg rolls too? And umm corn?"

"Sure princess. Anything for you. I told you that today you don't need to go to school. I've called them and said you're unwell so let's just enjoy our day together, okay?" 

Yuna beams brightly at him. Almost couldn't believe that her appa kept his promise to stay at home today. "Okay appa."

"Alright, now go freshen yourself up and come down for breakfast."

"Kay!" Yuna jumped out of the bed and quickly ran off to the room and into the bathroom. Wonwoo could just chuckle at her.

He made it to the kitchen and quickly gathered all the ingredients needed for the fried rice. Another quick and easy way to get the fried rice ready is by him using a ready pack of rice that he has around the kitchen just in case of an emergency. This is kind of an emergency for him. Surely Yuna wouldn't mind him using those for now.

Yuna came bounding into the kitchen about 20 minutes later, at the same time Wonwoo finished with the kimchi fried rice and the egg rolls. He plated two of the fried rice and placed it on the table. Some of the banchan that he made himself and the ones his mother made as their side dishes. Then a glass of milk for Yuna and a cup of coffee for himself.

They both silently enjoy their breakfast while they each communicate with their eyes, smiling and Yuna kicking her legs around while she eats her fried rice.

Wonwoo sent a text message to Jeonghan and Joshua, informing them that he's taking a day off today to spend time with Yuna before he puts it away.

"So what's our plan today, Yuna? Do you have anywhere you want to go?"

"I want ice cream! Then maybe we can go to Hangang Park then to Namsan Tower and then.."

Wonwoo watches and listens to her fondly, excitedly telling him of all the places she wanted to go today. She shares the same personality as his late brother and also some of his late sister-in-law too. 

"Okay princess. You write down all the places you told me and we'll see how it goes. One place at a time. Maybe we won't be able to visit all the places today but I promised you, we'll do it another time, okay?"

"Okay appa."

The two continue to eat before Wonwoo goes to freshen himself up and get ready for their adventure.

❀

"Alright champ. You know what you should do today right?" Mingyu asked one more time just to make sure Minho remembers what he was supposed to do. Minhee had already told him he'll be grounded if he did not apologise to Yuna so Mingyu has to remind him.

"Yes uncle, I know. You and mama told me many times already. I will apologise to Yuna and ask her if she wants to be my friend."

"That's my good boy." He ruffles his head that earns him a whine from Minho.

When they arrived at the kindergarten, Minho unfastened himself and quickly jumped out of the seat. Mingyu followed, eyes darting around to see if the girl is here or maybe the father too.

Mingyu had done some research on Jeon Wonwoo last night after he retreated to his room, a little buzzing from his coffee that he had to search on the man. Turns out the man is two years older than him and are single just like him, making him also one of the most sought out bachelors just like himself.

And not to mention they had crossed paths a few times. Well maybe not crossed paths but they both had attended the same events multiple times, also Mingyu had once attended a fashion show before that Wonwoo had organised.

How in the world has he never seen the man before or even talked to him? If he knew they'd crossed paths multiple times now, he'd probably shoot his shot on him because Jeon Wonwoo really is a fine man and definitely is his type. 

"Hi Minho! Good morning!"

Chan wished as cheerful as he always does when he spotted Minho and Mingyu.

"Good morning Chan seonsaengnim." Minho bowed and bounded towards him.

"Good morning Mr. Kim." 

"Morning Chan seonsaengnim. Um, has the girl or Yuna and her father arrived yet?"

"Oh?" Chan tilted his head as if silently asking him.

"Oh it's just that Minho wanted to apologise to her about what happened yesterday. Minho had learned his lesson and knew it was his fault that Yuna had chosen to act violently although I think it's not necessary but it already happened so now he wanted to say sorry to her and probably to her father or uncle too."

"Oh, Mr. Jeon called earlier today informing that Yuna is unwell so she's not here today." Chan says apologetically. Minho pouted when he heard Yuna didn't attend school today. 

"Oh. Well, he can always see her tomorrow. Don't be sad Minho, I'll take you to your favorite ice cream parlour later but don't tell your mom about it." Mingyu bent down to be at the same eye level as his nephew and they made pinky promises to each other.

"Okay uncle. See you later." Minho hugged him before he dashed inside leaving Mingyu and Chan standing outside. The last kid had just entered the building so Chan should be going inside to start his lesson but Mingyu needed to ask him something but he knows for sure that it's private and confidential but there's no harm in trying his luck.

"Hey Chan."

"Yeah hyung?"

Right, Chan and him did know each way before Chan became a kindergarten teacher. They're friends and are actually Mingyu's hoobae back in high school and university although they are 4 years apart. Chan knows Seungcheol and Seokmin too so it did surprise Mingyu when he first saw Chan here. 

"Do you think I could get Mr. Jeon's personal number?"

"What?"

"Don't let me repeat it, Chan."

"Hyung, you do know it's P&C right to share any personal information to you and you should know it yourself since you're a CEO."

"Aish, I know that kiddo. I'm just asking to see if you actually would do it." He smiles.

"I'll be in so much trouble if I do, hyung. Also if Jihoon hyung finds out, he's gonna have my head for giving Mr. Jeon's number out like that."

"Are those two friends though?"

"Hmm? You mean Mr. Jeon and Jihoon hyung? Yeah, they're friends. So sometimes Jihoon hyung would personally inform Mr. Jeon if anything happened to Yuna and only Yuna, no other kids."

"Talk about friend's privileges."

"Anyway, I'll keep an eye on Minho, hyung. I'll inform you or Minhee noona if anything else happens."

"Okay. See ya, Chan-ah."

Mingyu went straight to his car and drove off to his company, all the while thinking about Wonwoo. "Should I try to call his studio and see if he's around? Or pretend to be one of the models or actors interested in his clothing?"

He shakes his head when he thinks about what a stupid thing to think about what he just said. Why the hell does he need to pretend like he's into the man and why the hell can't his brain stop thinking about Wonwoo. He wanted to slap himself up for even thinking of calling his studio, like some sort of a creep stalking the man whom he didn't really know but wanted to get to know more.

"Dammit Jeon Wonwoo-ssi. You really need to stop playing around in my head or else I couldn't stay focused." He huffed out before speeding his way towards his company.

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"Wait, you wanted to start sending Yuna to school?"

"And picking her up? All of a sudden?"

Both Joshua and Jeonghan says when they met  at Wonwoo's house later that night, right after he put Yuna to bed after them spending the whole day walking around Hangang Park and going to an amusement park that Yuna immediately tired herself out after she ate dinner, dozing the entirety of the ride home.

"Yeah, but just for a week or two maybe because I somehow wanted to make sure she's fine and also that tall guy kind of pisses me off even though it's his kid's fault for making Yuna cry yesterday. And he has the audacity to tell me to teach Yuna a proper lesson when he didn't do it to his own son." Wonwoo tsk and sips his wine.

"Tall guy?"

"A son?"

Both Jeonghan and Joshua exchanged looks. They remember a guy, who always dropped a boy, tall and tanned skin. Always in a suit, looking so charming and charismatic. They both know him as Mingyu and if they're not wrong, the guy is a CEO.

They've seen him around billboards and magazines. 

"By any chance are you talking about Kim Mingyu?"

Wonwoo looked at them.

"I mean, there is only one other guy who always dropped their son and that is Kim Mingyu. It's only him and us two that's always dropping and picking the kids so I guess you're talking about him." Jeonghan says.

"Kim Mingyu?"

"Yes. Kim Mingyu. He owned a very successful and well known architectural company." Joshua added so Wonwoo could get the clear picture.

The man tries to think if he'd ever met or saw the man in person before. If he remembers correctly, when he organised a fashion show a year ago, he did invite some of those non fashion companies to attend since the fashion show he hosted was linked to a charity event so some other big companies attended the event.

Kim Mingyu's company might have been on his list too but he's not sure if he'd seen the man.

"He owned Kim Corp and he attended your event last year." Jeonghan added and to get it cleared off.

"He did?"

"Yeah, he even sat in the front row during the entirety of the night."

"Huh. I didn't even see him."

"How the hell could you see him when you're the main person of the event. You were busy the whole day. You both might have probably passed by each other that night without even realizing it."

"We all are but I'm the busiest." Wonwoo says as he sips his wine again.

"Exactly." Joshua agrees with him.

"And you know what? My hubby is his best friend and also the fact that the boy he dropped off at kindergarten everyday wasn't even his son." Jeonghan shares the news, remembering that Seungcheol, his husband are friends with Mingyu. They met a couple of times before but Jeonghan is quite a forgetful guy so he sometimes forgets the person easily even when he's met them many times before.

Wonwoo whipped his head at Jeonghan. "Not his son? Then who is he then?"

"His uncle. That boy is his nephew if I remember correctly. Cheol said that he'd always drop his nephew at the kindergarten first before coming to work."

"Huh." Is the only word Wonwoo could say at that moment. Somehow he and that Mingyu guy are just uncles but it's a bit different to him since he'd already registered himself as Yuna's step father sort of after her parent's death. So he's legally her father while Mingyu is just an uncle? Does that mean the boy still has one of his parents alive then?

"Whatever it is, I don't even want to know."

The two stared at him silently, thinking that it could be a turning point in Wonwoo's life to perhaps look for love. They know his parents have been pestering him for marriage but Wonwoo always turns down all the blind dates they offered him. Saying he's focusing more on his career and Yuna at the moment.

But the two think that maybe Kim Mingyu would change his preferences.

❀

Yuna hid behind Wonwoo's leg, peaking from behind his leg at Minho who stood beside his uncle Mingyu.

The two adults stand face to face with one another. Wonwoo with his annoyance while Mingyu with his usual friendly smile.

It's been five days since the verbal abuse from Minho and the boy has been dying to say his sorry to her everyday for the past five days but every time he tries to approach her, Yuna would run towards Jihoon seonsaengnim and never leave his side until the next class.

Even when they arrived at the kindergarten in the morning, when Minho spotted Yuna walking out of the car, he went to her but her father, Wonwoo often gave him one single look that made him stop dead in his tracks. 

Mingyu tries to strike up some conversation with Wonwoo but the older man just brushes him off with a glare and rolls his eyes to him. He even ignored Mingyu's attempt at a handshake.

It starts to kind of pisses him off too. Him and Minho were trying to be nice and friendly to them but both of them weren't giving them any chances at all.

Which is why Mingyu purposely blocked Wonwoo's car with his own so that the latter couldn't drive off. 

"Look Mr. Jeon, my name is Mingyu and this is Minho but I know you might already know us but we both have been trying to talk to you two for five days. Please, just give us a minute or two."

"I don't have time to talk to someone who just teases my –" Mingyu cuts him off.

"Yes I know what Minho did! And he's trying to apologize to her! Can't you see how he kept approaching her for the past few days but you always kept her away. Spare him mercy would you? I know what he said was wrong but he repented okay so let him apologize. He's only 5 you know."

Wonwoo arches his brow at Mingyu. Silently judging the man. He's trying to dissect whether the tall man is telling the truth or what.

"Fine." He says, looking down at Yuna and giving her a nod so she'd stepped out behind his leg. 

Mingyu sighs in relief. He almost plans to bring Minhee with him the next day if Minho is still unsuccessful in apologising. He gave Wonwoo a kind smile but Wonwoo just stared at him.

"Yuna-ssi. I'm sorry for joking about your parents not loving you and that you only have one parent. I didn't mean to and I really really am sorry. Can you forgive me? And, and I want to be your friend too." Minho says the last word quietly but Yuna hears him.

She didn't say anything for a couple of seconds, only looking at Minho before she moved closer and stretched her hand out.

Minho looked at the hand then at her face. Yuna smiles brightly.

"I forgive you because appa taught me to forgive and be kind to people. And I too wanna be your friend."

Minho beamed, eyes sparkling in delight. "Really?! That's great and thank you! My mama told me the same thing too."

Yuna giggled. They shook hands and slowly walked off to the front door of their kindergarten, hand in hand and totally forgetting about Wonwoo and Mingyu.

"Well that ends well." Mingyu says, rubbing the back of his neck, eyes still trained on his nephew and Yuna.

Wonwoo didn't say anything and simply just turned around to get into his car. Totally ignoring Mingyu but the taller man noticed him immediately and quickly walked towards him, trying to stop Wonwoo from leaving.

"Woah woah, hold on a second would you. Can you at least maybe acknowledge me or something? It's like I'm talking to a wall right now."

"I have nothing to say to you Mr. Kim so if you'll excuse me and move your car out of the way, I can be on my way to the studio." Wonwoo cast him a glance, not impressed or interested in having any conversation with him.

"Seriously? No one has ever refused to talk to me before. You're the first." Mingyu says trying to tease but Wonwoo didn't even react to him.

"Good thing I'm the first then. So can you move your car now?"

"Nope. Not until you properly introduce yourself. I'd told my name and now it's your turn."

Wonwoo poke his tongue over his cheek, "Seriously now? I'm sure you already know who I am by now."

"Well that's true but I wanna hear it from you. Plus, I bet you know me as well. Probably searched about me online."

Wonwoo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he tried to hold in his annoyance. 

"Fine. My name is Jeon Wonwoo, 32 years old, owner of W.W fashion brand and a single father to Jeon Yuna."

"So you're single?"

Wonwoo was slightly taken aback by the question but he regained his composure quickly.

"I didn't say that I am."

"But you said you're a single father which means you're single." Mingyu smirks.

Wonwoo tries to stay calm, slightly failing but he keeps it together still. Folding his arm over. "And what if I am? Why do you wanna know about it?"

"Nothing. I'm just...interested."

That made Wonwoo blush a little but he looked away, hoping the tall man didn't notice but Mingyu did since he was looking at Wonwoo as he said it. Wonwoo rarely got hit on and mostly because when they learn he has a daughter, even before he could explain to them that she's actually her niece, they've turned him down immediately. Even when he's their type and interested in him.

So ever since then, Wonwoo has kept his wall up. Rejecting all of those blind dates his parents set up for him or from his best friends. He swore to never try to be in a relationship if they couldn't accept Yuna.

But Mingyu thinks differently. Since he knew Yuna is not his biological daughter, and even if she is, Mingyu would still love to get to know him. He loves kids anyway. And wanted to become a father one day even if he couldn't conceive one since he's gay and loves men, he can always adopt.

Wonwoo came with a daughter which is a plus and he is definitely his type. From his face, his heights, his looks, and wearing glasses. Everything on Wonwoo screams his type.

He only needs to get closer to him and learn more about the older man if he ever wishes to start a relationship with him. But first, he needs to be his friend.

"You're cute when you blush."

"I-I did not blush. There is something wrong with your eyes, have them checked ASAP."

"My eyes are perfectly fine, Mr. Jeon. It's 20/20."

Wonwoo gave him the most unimpressed look and then glared at the taller man, "Are you mocking me or something because I wear glasses, Mr. 20/20?"

Mingyu blinked, shaking his head. "No, no, no. You're misunderstanding me. I'm not mocking or teasing you over your eyesight, goodness. I'm trying to be flirty over here, can't you tell?"

"No, I can't. And what makes you think I like men?"

"You're not?" Mingyu asked, now genuinely worried if he'd think wrong of him. He should have asked his orientation before openly flirting with him.

"I dunno. You seem very confident in thinking I like men. What if you're wrong and I don't? That's gonna be embarrassing right?" It's Wonwoo's turn to smirk at Mingyu. Genuinely enjoy watching the taller man looking all flustered.

"I uh..well, I thought maybe..." 

Wonwoo gave a short chuckle, and quietly muttered to himself, "He's kinda cute when he's all flustered up." And Mingyu didn't miss it. Smiling happily when he heard what Wonwoo just muttered. 

"So you think I'm cute."

"What?"

"What?"

"When did I say you're cute?"

"Just now."

"You heard me?"

"Loud and clear. Or perhaps slow but clearly."

Wonwoo got flustered and he couldn't hold his blush. He could feel his face heated up in embarrassment. 

"Well, it means nothing!"

"That kind of means something to me! It means you like men!"

"Shut up Kim! Move your damn car already. I'm gonna be late for work!" Wonwoo couldn't contain himself. He had never thought that this tall, tanned and handsome guy would hear him and flirt with him in front of his daughter's school. Also right in front of other parents. At least neither of them approaches him to ask for his autograph cause usually when people recognise him in public, they'll start asking for his autograph.

"Not before I get your number."

"Are you serious right now?"

"Very Mr. Jeon. When I'm interested, I intend to win you over. Plus, you're a lucky guy for getting my attention because really, there is just something about you that caught my attention and I would love to get to know you more."

"Don't get cocky or overzealous Mr. Kim." Wonwoo said. Mingyu gave his phone to him and waited. If he wanted to be an asshole, he could always give him a fake phone number but Wonwoo somehow felt like this guy is different from the other men he'd gone out on dates before. He's not sure what but Mingyu gave off a very different vibe. 

So without arguing, he typed in his number, gave himself a missed call and passed it back to him.

"Don't go spamming me with memes or random text. I won't be replying to them."

"I can't promise you that Mr. Jeon but I'll try." Mingyu winked, getting into his car while he was still looking into his phone, typing something with a happy bounce like he'd just won a lottery before pulling out of the parking lot.

"What did I just got myself into." Wonwoo muttered, rubbing his forehead. He gets a buzz from his phone, pulling it out to check on it only to blush ever harder at the content. Or just by the name itself.

*Your contact name has been changed from Yuna's appa to Mon chéri Wonu ♥*

"Have mercy on me."

❀

"You did not just openly flirt with Jeon Wonwoo! Are you for real?" Seokmin asked, shocked when Mingyu told him and Seungcheol the story.

"I did and we exchanged numbers and did you know he put his contact name as Yuna's appa? I mean I know she is the only girl I know that goes by the name Yuna but there is no way I'm keeping it that way so I changed it to Mon chéri Wonu ♥." He shows the contact name and feels so proud of himself. He intends to date Wonwoo and if possible, marry him one day. 

He knows that thinking about marriage was too fast when he rarely knows the guy but he thinks Wonwoo could be the person that he'll spend the rest of his life with. He's pretty sure of it. Hoping that he is.

"Oh my god. You don't even know him that well yet and you already wanted to call him your love. You're down bad for him aren't you, Gyu?"

"Kind of."

Seungcheol walks in seconds later, "Who are we talking about?" He took a sip of his coffee, sitting at the loveseat in Mingyu's office.

"Jeon Wonwoo."

The older male sputtered out the coffee in shock, followed by a cough. He smacked his chest a couple of times.

"Woah, you good?" Seokmin asked, rubbing his back to help with the coughing.

"Wonwoo? Hannie's Wonwoo?"

"Hannie's?" Mingyu cock his eyebrow, blinking questioningly.

"I meant Jeonghan, my husband? He's friends with Wonwoo."

"Oh, Hannie hyung. Sorry, I got confused with some other random person with the name Hannie. Wait, they're friends? Why haven't I seen him before then?"

"Cause Wonwoo is a busy guy. Being the head fashion designer and owning his own fashion brand and coming up with ideas on new designs is a head splitting for him, plus he has to juggle his time taking care of Yuna."

"So you know him and his adopted daughter?" Mingyu asked.

"I wouldn't say adopted. He signed the paper himself to legally be her father but I guessed you could say he's a step father since Yuna is not his real daughter. He's not married and even if he does, he won't ever have his own kid since he's gay. To Yuna, he is her father because he and her late father, Wonwoo's younger brother, Hyunjae looked so alike. The only difference is Wonwoo is slightly taller and wears glasses. They're 3 years apart but they're very close with each other. Both of them supported each other and Wonwoo is very protective of his late younger brother."

Mingyu and Seokmin quietly listened to Seungcheol.

"It broke him when he found out of his death, more importantly, he almost lost it when he learned that Yuna was involved in that accident too but Hara, her late mother, protected her only to cause her, her life. I feel like if Yuna learned the truth, she'd probably think it was her fault that her mother died along with her father. The Jeons never blamed her, not even Hara's parents. I know about it because I attended the funeral since Wonwoo and Han are best friends."

"Damn. That's tragic. It's almost like Yunho's death." Seokmin says, glancing at Mingyu cautiously.

"Yunho didn't exactly die at the crash site. He died when they were on their way to the hospital. But from the way that Wonwoo said a few days ago, they died immediately after the accident. Plus it's a hit and run situation but the culprit was caught an hour or so later."

"Wonwoo told you? How?"

"When Minho accidentally teases Yuna about not having two parents and uh saying she's adopted."

"Oh god."

"Yeah. Minhee gave him an earful, even my parents, and Minho cried a lot that day but all is good now. They made up and somehow started to become friends." Mingyu drank his coffee and proceeded to his desk. 

"Well, best of luck to you then. You need to win his daughter over as well. Minho is not even your kid but he sees you as a father figure." Seungcheol said when he rose from his seat.

"Yeah, guess I'm like Wonwoo-ssi. A father but not really a father."

Seungcheol and Seokmin left the office to get back to their own work. Mingyu's phone buzzes a few times. He checks it and smiles widely and chuckles at the content.

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Yah, can you change my contact name back into Yuna's appa? When did I become your sweetheart?!

Mingyu continued to laugh. "Oh you're so cute Jeon Wonwoo."

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Nope. This name is stuck with me now, mon chéri.

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Stop saying that! You're not my boyfriend!

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

I can be one if you want to, amor.

Mingyu chuckles gleefully as he watches the three bubbles appear and then disappear a few times. It must have made him flustered that he couldn't type anything or struggling on typing.

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

F you, Kim Mingyu. 😤

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Aww, don't be like that, mon chéri. But I'm curious to know, what did you save me as? 🤔

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Bastard Kim Mingyu 💀

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Cute but come on, tell me the truth. Surely that's not it. 😙

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Oh wait, you're right. It's actually ASSHOLE MINGYU ☠️☠️

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

That sounded like me but I prefer to be called Mi amor Gyu with a heart maybe? 😆

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

Not a chance. Now stop texting me.

To: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

You're the one who started texting me, amor.

From: Mon chéri Wonu ♥

🤢🤮

Mingyu has never found someone this funny while texting. Not even Seokmin could make him laugh so hard. Seriously, he really likes Wonwoo and perhaps he's gonna skip being his friend and aim straight to become his lover.

While he laughs as he reads back the messages, his staff was shocked to hear their boss laughing so loudly and heartily. They've never heard him laugh so brightly before.

Seungcheol and Seokmin exchanged looks when they heard Mingyu's laughter. 

"Could it be?"

"Guess it is."

They both nodded like they've established what  or who it was that made him laugh so hard.

❀

The next couple of days breeze by quickly. Wonwoo occupied himself with his fall collection pieces that he needed to get it ready next month, with his team running everywhere to get all the materials he needed for the collections.

He'd also need to fly to Paris for a fashion week soon, since multiple agencies requested for him to dress up their idols, actors, actresses and models. Thankfully the Paris fashion week will happen after he's done with his fall collections.

It's gonna be another hectic time for him. He couldn't forget how he exhausted himself so badly that he almost passed out but thankfully Jeonghan and Joshua were there to hold him up. They forced him to eat after they witnessed him almost passing out and later on they stayed by his side throughout the day.

Wonwoo sighs after he'd done sketching his 30th fall collection before he slumped into his couch.

It's been four days since he last texted Mingyu. It's not that he deliberately ignores him or not texting, it's just because he's genuinely busy. Plus, even Mingyu himself didn't text him anyway so it's a win-win.

He checked his conversation with Mingyu, absentmindedly smiling at their texts. It's not that long of conversation and it's mostly him arguing while Mingyu is openly flirting with him.

"Is he busy or did he purposely wait for me to text him first? Though he said he likes me." He mumbled, scrolling through his social media then. Checking feeds, reels, new ideas for some styles, or designs he's never tried before and more.

He even went through some kids' shops and looked for new activities to do with Yuna, but he'll do all that after he returns from Paris.

A knock startled him, looking up to find his two best friends standing by the door.

"Lunch?" Jeonghan motions with his head.

He checked the time and was surprised it's already 1 in the afternoon. The three quickly made their way to their usual cafe down the streets, because it's easy, delicious and very convenient. Plus it's right across anyway so they didn't need to rush.

"How's your lover boy doing?" Jeonghan started after placing his order, smiling knowingly at Wonwoo.

"Who?"

"Mingyu, the 6'2 tall tanned guy, handsome and kind of looks like an overgrown puppy."

"Oh, him. Dunno and he’s my lover boy. I haven't seen or heard anything from him for four days now because of work." Wonwoo pays his share of orders, stepping aside to let Joshua place his order next.

"Are you sure about that? Is that why you stopped sending Yuna to school? Avoiding the man or something?" Joshua joins in, smiling at the cashier and thanking her once he's done with his own order.

They all proceed to sit at their usual table by the window.

"That's not true hyung. I'm not avoiding him. I didn't have time to text him or even see him at Yuna's school. Plus, Yuna didn't mind me not sending her anyway, always very understanding when I'm in stress mode."

"Hmm, that girl could really sense you." Jeonghan says. "But do you wanna know what I found hilarious is that these past four days when either I dropped or picked Yuna up, I always saw him staring at Yuna or just standing there with Yuna while Minho and her chattering. He deflated every time he didn't see your car entering the ground."

Wonwoo snorted, their orders arrived shortly after. Each of them thanked the waiter before they started eating their food.

"He can always text me. It's not like he didn't have my number."

"Maybe he's waiting for you to take the next step first?" Joshua added.

"He's the one that likes me so why should I text him first?" 

"There should be two way communication from both parties, Wonwon. It can't always be him to start the conversation first, he could think it's one-sided." Jeonghan, always the one who would talk him through, was about to start lecturing him. He knows Jeonghan knows more when it comes to love since he's happily married to the love of his life, Seungcheol for 4 years now and plus they both were high school sweethearts. Wonwoo knows Seungcheol and he was there when they hosted Hyunjae and Hara's funeral.

While Joshua is also sort of in a relationship to whom not even him or Jeonghan know cause he's too secretive about his relationship but he said he'll introduce him to them soon. Maybe during their fall collections event.

The bell chimes above the shop door, and in came three very familiar looking men in a suit.

"Hyung, why the hell did you make me drive us all the way here to another sort of usual looking cafe for your sandwiches? Like what's so special about this cafe other than the rest of them?" Mingyu whined, looking at Seungcheol with a glare.

As if he could sense someone looking at him or at them more specifically, the three newcomers turned to their right. Seungcheol immediately brightened up when he saw his husband already looking at him, with surprising evidence on his face.

Joshua looked a little flustered and panicked when he saw Seokmin. That goes the same to the latter but perhaps it's the right time to reveal their relationship to their friends.

Then Mingyu blinked in surprise when he saw Wonwoo sitting at one of the tables with his friends, with the latter also looking back at him.

"Hannie!" Seungcheol bounded over to his husband who easily stood up to wrap his arms around him for a hug.

"Cheol, what are you doing here?" He asked, giving his husband a peck on the cheek and absentmindedly fixed his necktie.

"I'm craving the sandwich you bought for me and remembering you said it's right across the studio so here I am, but I bring Mingyu and Seokmin along to try the sandwiches."

They started arranging tables so they could join them. Of course they would since Seungcheol and Jeonghan are husbands, in secret Joshua and Seokmin are actually dating for 2 years now, and Wonwoo and Mingyu were sort of in a phase getting to know each other while Mingyu is openly showing interest in the older man.

❀

It is strange how the two newly acquainted to each other sitting at the table right now, easily started arguing about such a minuscule of things. Like an old married couple but minus a marriage.

"You don't eat tomatoes? Seriously? Those are good for your health and the same goes to carrots, those are good for your eyes." Mingyu pesters when he sees the small pieces of carrots and tomatoes scattering at the side of Wonwoo's plate.

"Are you a doctor or something? And this is the second time you've talked about eyesight, Kim."

"I'm just saying, mon amor. Vegetables are good for you. Lots of them are."

"And I don't like tomatoes and carrots, just those two so stop pestering me like you're my mom or something and don't call me that, idiot. I'm not your love."

"But I wanted to be one though, your amore, so you gotta buckle up."

The four others watched the scene silently. They never expected the two would be like this when they're together. Not to mention the terms of endearment Mingyu had called Wonwoo was a surprise to them. 

Mingyu is really down bad for Wonwoo. It's more shocking than when Joshua and Seokmin told them about their relationships earlier on.

As they watched the two continue to bicker, they couldn't help but to notice how relaxed Wonwoo is with Mingyu. Since three of them know Wonwoo, except for Seokmin, they could tell that Wonwoo feels comfortable around Mingyu without him realizing it.

"I think, Mingyu is the right person at the right time for our Wonwon, Shua. He kind of looks happy without him knowing it." Jeonghan whispered, leaning closer to Joshua.

"I think so too. He's been so closed off and never wanted to go on dates but with Mingyu, he didn't look like he's forcing himself. It looks natural when he smiles. Genuine."

It seems like Seungcheol and Seokmin agree with them too. 

They always know that Mingyu is very friendly and loves to make friends so it's no surprise that he'd pushed Wonwoo to talk more even though it's more like bickering.

"Yah, that's mine!"

Mingyu stuck his tongue out after he'd just stolen a piece of fries from Wonwoo's plate. "For someone that's pretty and elegant looking, you have quite a big appetite. Who eats a plate of BLT sandwiches, spaghetti and a bowl of fries all in one sitting for lunch?"

Wonwoo elbowed the taller man, earning a groan in return. "That would be me and I can eat whatever I want. Besides, I don't always eat this much, just that I kind of have the appetite for it."

Mingyu stares, eyes looking fondly at Wonwoo, adoration oozes out of his eyes.

"Mm, if you need to eat whatever you want when you don't have the energy to cook or drive anywhere, you can always call me and I'll be there in seconds to pick you up, along with Yuna."

Mingyu is just trying to be friendly, but it kind of sounded like he's a committed boyfriend who wants to feed his pretty boyfriend when he's tired of cooking or driving, is what Wonwoo thinks of. So he blushed, although it's not much but he can feel his ears burning.

The taller male noticed it immediately and feels proud for being the person to make this beauty blushed, he smiles. "Cute."

The other turned away and continued to eat his food, embarrassed and feeling so shy for blushing just because he thinks Mingyu acts like his boyfriend. "Shut up." He weakly muttered.

The rest of them just watched, amused and still couldn't comprehend that Wonwoo, the fashionista in fashion industry are currently blushing over something CEO Mingyu said.

❀

From: Mingyu the uncle

I still can't believe you haven't changed my contact name to mi amor Gyu, mon cheri. You saved me still as Mingyu the uncle like...it sounded like I'm your uncle, amor! 😩😩

Wonwoo tries to not laugh loudly since he's in flight to Paris (he just turned off the airplane mode for a short while), almost arriving at his destination for Paris week. Him, Joshua and his teams will be attending the fashion week and will be the main stylist for almost half of the models and celebrities attending. Wonwoo will be one of them that'll attend the red carpet along with Joshua. 

He has successfully introduced his fall collections about three weeks ago and the way everyone crazily bought the collections right after he launches them online was mind blowing.

He gets pre-orders from all over the world and even when he lets the ambassador of his brand modelled for him for the launch, they shyly asked him if they could take it back home since it's super pretty, so he did, giving them freely since it's the first batch and his models were the one that officiate the clothes.

To: Mingyu the uncle

You are an uncle. 😏

He gets an immediate response from Mingyu.

From: Mingyu the uncle

To MINHO!! Not you, chéri! 😩 Change my name, please! I don't like it that it kind of sounded like I'm older than you. ☹️

To: Mingyu the uncle

🤔🤔 

From: Mingyu the uncle

Have mercy, chéri. Haven't I proved you enough to be your lover? 

To: Mingyu the uncle

We literally know each other only for two months so don't be too confident about it, uncle Mingyu 😏

From: Mingyu the uncle

😩😩😩 DON'T CALL ME THAT!!! You even left me in South Korea for Paris today! How dare you! You didn't even bother to say goodbye or call me when you're about to board the plane?! The audacity! 😤😤

"Oh my god. Has he always been like this?" Joshua couldn't help but to notice their conversation. Mingyu sounded so much like a child that had his toys ripped out of his hand.

Wonwoo nodded while he chuckled, he couldn't contain it. It's fun to tease the younger man.

"You gotta cut the man some slack, Won."

"Nope. We're still getting to know each other phase."

Joshua could shake his head at his friend.

To: Mingyu the uncle

You're in England for god sakes and not even in Korea right now! We're in different time zones.

From: Mingyu the uncle

It's only an hour apart so it's no big deal! At least text me to say that you're about to board your flight or maybe later tell me you've safely landed.

To: Mingyu the uncle

You're so persistent aren't you?

From: Mingyu the uncle

Yes. Yes I am, only to you mon chéri. ❤️

He leaves him on read at that moment when the pilot announces their descent as they are about to land in the city of love. It's a long flight and Wonwoo is damn exhausted. But he'd promised Yuna that he'll video call her once he landed.

Wonwoo had to send Yuna to stay with his parents, even gave his parents the permission to picking up and dropping Yuna to school, informing Jihoon of Yuna's temporary changes in guardians that'll be doing the dropping and picking her cause Jeonghan will be joining him tomorrow so all three of them won't be able to do their routine for Yuna.

Wonwoo and his team will be staying in Paris for three weeks, attending multiple fashion shows and styling a lot of celebrities in that week.

Just thinking about the crazy schedule they're gonna face has started to make Wonwoo's head hurt.

"It's gonna be a long week." He whispered, looking out of the window towards the now visible Eiffel Tower.

❀

Paris fashion week. Ridiculously crazy and hectic. All the fashion designers have been busying themselves with all sorts of dresses, suits, shoes, bags and many more.

It's the second week of the fashion week and Wonwoo could already feel himself under the weather. In fact, he'd started feeling a little off on his fifth day here in Paris but he kept it to himself and took medicine he'd brought with him.

He barely sleeps and eats a proper meal but having his best friends around with him means he's being watched carefully because they didn't want to repeat the same incident that had happened last year. They give him snack bars, chocolates, and candies when they're dressed up those celebrities.

Eyes always on him and Yuna also kept reminding him to eat whenever they video call when he's free.

Even so, he couldn't help but to feel a little sick when he was taking measurements for one of the models. He shakes it off and continues with his measurement. Then he moved to the next person, fixing the cuff, bow tie and everything after that.

He needed a breather so he slipped out to get some short break just to breathe. The blazer he's wearing starts to make him uncomfortable, wishing he could take it off but since he is one of the main fashion designers there, he needs to look or match the famous faces there. He needed to be equal with them.

Once he felt a little better, he went back in and continued on with his duty as a head designer.

The night stretches but they manage to pull it off without any accident.

They packed up and went to their respective hotel they're staying at. Wonwoo was hoping he could skip spending time with his friends but they won't allow it and dragged him to one of the diners around the hotel they've stayed in.

Both of them forced him to eat because they noticed. Always will when it comes to Wonwoo. Skipping lunch so he could finish up some touches up on the clothes the models will be wearing. Declining the after party.

So he had no other choice but to eat.

The next few days didn't make him feel any better. On the contrary, his condition worsened but Wonwoo masked it all with a slight make up and taking medicines without following the time.

One particular evening, his steps were slower and sluggish. He sweats even more than everyone else and it is the one day that neither Jeonghan or Joshua were around at the moment since they were summoned by another head designer for some aid.

"Monsieur Jeon?"

Wonwoo frowned and closed his eyes when he felt the headache pounding his head. He didn't even know who called him just now because it all happened so fast.

One second he was standing next to a male actor who'd already forgotten his name, the next second he'd halfway lying on the floor, sweating profusely due to his fever.

"Wonwoo!"

He blinked blurrily at the person that's holding him, making sure he didn't totally lay on the floor backstage. The man looked very familiar to him but because of his fever and headache he couldn't exactly tell who at first until he blinked a couple more times and finally his eyes started to get clearer and see who it was.

"Mingyu?"

Mingyu is hovering over him, eyes concerned and brows furrowing down at him. "Hyung, can you get the car ready for me, I need to take him to the hospital." The taller male says to Seungcheol who is standing close to them. 

He could distinguish the worries from all the models, staffs around the room, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself. This is the second time he'd almost passed out during the fashion week but even so, he never saw any media talking about him.

Of course no one would say a word about his embarrassing moment, they respected him and because Wonwoo is well loved by a lot of famous and regular people around the world.

He groaned when he was jostled to sit up by Mingyu, who kept one arm securely, protectively around his waist while the other pulled his phone out to call someone.

"The car is here, Mingyu."

"Thanks hyung. Mind if you handle the rest? I think he needs to be confined with how hot his body feels right now."

"Yeah, I'll let Han and Shua know about this. He's gonna be pissed knowing Wonwoo has been hiding his fever from them with how stubborn he can be."

Some other veteran designers wish for Wonwoo to get well soon and they'll help in covering for his absence tonight. Obviously they've been in Wonwoo's situation before when they were his age.

The walk to the car was quiet with Mingyu supporting most of Wonwoo's weight with his arms wrapped around his shoulder and waist. Wonwoo sort of staggered his way down the hall with Mingyu's aid, eventually he leaned his head to rest it on Mingyu's shoulder.

He admitted defeat that night and let Mingyu take him to the hospital without argument. Also, he didn't think that Mingyu would be in Paris.

The taller male looked down at Wonwoo, hand squeezes on his shoulder as they walked towards the exit.

"You mon chéri, almost gave me a heart attack earlier. Thank god I managed to catch you before you hit the ground." Mingyu mumbles over the elder's head, inhaling the sweet cherry shampoo from Wonwoo's hair and then proceeds to kiss his head.

Wonwoo subconsciously turned his head to bury them in Mingyu's nape. He didn't even care one bit that he's a little clingy at the moment. He's just glad that Mingyu is with him at the moment.

"I'm gonna make sure you're well rested and eat properly before I even let you go back to that fashion show, chéri."

❀

"You'll attend for me hyung, I'm not leaving Wonwoo alone when he's sick, not until he's well."

Wonwoo stirs. Mingyu glances at him before continuing talking through the phone to Seungcheol.

"I don't care if I'm an important figure and that I need to be there but Wonwoo is more important to me right now and I'm not leaving until he's better." He sighs, tugging at the necktie around his neck.

"I'll deal with those media bastards later. Right now just–" he sighs again, "be my representative for now." The call ended and Mingyu walked towards Wonwoo who's resting after the doctor told him that he overworked himself to the point of exhaustion. The fever has been there for days but Wonwoo manages to keep it in a borderline of high fever with cool patches and medicine for fever.

"I highly recommend you let him rest for a few days, two days at most for him to fully recover and get him to eat something. A proper meal. And lots of hydration, especially water."

"I will but do you need to keep him here for the night or can he leave?"

"He can leave after the current pint of drip is done. I'll prescribe you all the necessary medications. Do take care of your lover, monsieur."

"Oh he's not my–" he couldn't finish his words when the doctor walked off leaving him and Wonwoo alone.

Mingyu waited patiently next to sleeping Wonwoo. He looks slightly better than he was earlier, when all he could see is how sickly pale his amore is, right now, his complexion is much better. He gets more color now on his skin and the fever has gone down a little after they gave him a dose of IV Paracetamol.

All the while Wonwoo was lying on the bed, sleeping, his phone kept pinging nonstop. At one point after they just arrived from the venue and Wonwoo was wheeled in, he was holding onto Wonwoo's phone. The phone immediately rang, showing the caller's ID being Jeonghan.

Mingyu took the call and he had to pull away when Jeonghan was screaming over the other side of the line, angry and worried about Wonwoo being careless. Before it goes any further, Mingyu cuts the older's bantering short. Explaining what happened and why he's with Wonwoo and more.

Apparently Jeonghan was satisfied with Mingyu's explanation that he decided not to implode, promising to Mingyu he and the rest of them will stop by the hospital once the event ended.

Wonwoo woke up minutes later, blinking away the blurriness as he tried to distinguish where he was currently at. The smell of the antiseptic and the beeping sounds of machines easily tells him that he's at the hospital.

Remembering that Mingyu brought him there and Mingyu is in Paris. He turned to find Mingyu playing with his phone, too absorbed to notice Wonwoo's awake.

"Mingyu.." he calls softly, which easily caught Mingyu's attention. The younger one turns, eyes widen and in seconds he's next to Wonwoo, grabbing for the hand that's not attached with the IV fluids.

"Wonwoo, you're awake. Thank god. How are you feeling?" Mingyu asked, hand squeezed gently while the other brushed his bangs away, softly.

"Tired but better, I guess." He pushes himself up so he can sit on the bed, Mingyu helps him, arranging the pillow at his back and then pouring him a glass of water.

Wonwoo thanked him and drank the water slowly. Placing it at the side table later.

"How are you here, Mingyu? Thought you flew back to Korea."

"I lied. I was invited to attend that fashion show you were at earlier this evening. I was planning to surprise you backstage but didn't think it was the other way around when you blacked out in front of my eyes."

"Oh."

"Oh? Just oh? Won, do you have any idea how worried I was when you blacked out like that? Thought you were gonna hurt yourself but thankfully I was fast enough to catch you from falling." Mingyu says, pressing his forehead down at the back of Wonwoo's hand that he's been holding.

"Come on Wonwoo, I thought you said you'll eat well and promise to rest and sleep well but it's the other way around. Han hyung told me you mostly ate those snacks he and Shua hyung brought, they even have to force feed you to dinner. Come on mon amor, don't make me worry like that."

Wonwoo looked away, feeling slightly guilty for not doing all those that Mingyu just mentioned. It's not like he purposely skipping meal and his sleep, he's too stressed to even sleep a wink and even eat. He has always disliked fashion week, no matter where they held it even when he's one from the many other famous designers that are highly requested from people in entertainment and fashion industries.

Mingyu stares at him, as if he could visibly see the gear in his head spinning.

"Écoute chérie, look at me." 

Wonwoo blushed but did as told and turned to look at Mingyu. Why is it that all these French terms of endearment that Mingyu calls him affected him. It could be because no one has ever called him cute names before when he dated his past exes. None. 

Some of his exes did call him cute but that's it. There was never love or honey or darling or angel or baby or sweetheart, etc etc. 

Even when Mingyu calls all those lovely names in French, it still means the same. 

Amor, love.

Mon amor, my love.

Mon chéri, my darling.

Chéri, darling.

He didn't want to hope. He still thinks that Mingyu isn't serious with him and just being playful, just wanted to get a reaction from him when he calls him with all those sweet names.

He wouldn't deny it but Wonwoo is starting to develop a crush on Mingyu. Even with how short they've known each other he couldn't help but have a crush on him. Maybe even deeper than a crush. Probably with how Mingyu's been very gentle and sweet with him for all the time they've known one another.

His breath hitched when Mingyu kissed the back of his hand tenderly while he kept his eye contact with him. The kiss seconds before it burns him but in a good way. The taller one held his hand tightly, before he rested his cheek behind his hand. Mingyu sighs.

"Will you let me bring you home to my penthouse here, so that I could take care of you?"

"You-You have a penthouse here? In Paris?"

"Yes. It's a gift from my parents when I was an exchange student here in France 10 years ago. Whenever I fly here, I'll always go back to the penthouse."

Wonwoo didn't know what to say. He never went to any of his exes or dates house before, not even before he had Yuna in his life. Mingyu could see that Wonwoo was contemplating between a yes or a no, but he didn't need to wait long when 4 familiar faces appeared at the ER.

"Jeon Wonwoo. You." Jeonghan pointed a finger at him, scrutinising him because of how worried he was upon finding out from his husband that he passed out. His anger however dissipated when he saw how Mingyu was holding Wonwoo's hand while he pressed his cheek over the hand.

"Oh."

"Gyu, what did the doctor say? Is he good?" Seongcheol asked, looking at the IV fluid that's attached to Wonwoo.

"He's good. Extreme exhaustion and he has a fever but it's slowly wearing off. Doc wanted him to rest for two days at least. No stressful activities, and he also told me to make sure Wonwoo eats." He glances at him, "A proper food."

"I knew it. You've been skipping your meals, even the room service sent to your room every day, isn't it?" Joshua says and the silence from Wonwoo says it's true. "Won, you can't skip meals at this very important time. We still have a week left until fashion week ends and they're expecting you to show up for three red carpets and an after party."

Wonwoo really didn't know what to say so Mingyu stepped in to stop the lecture.

"I want to take him home with me. If possible, for the whole week."

Everyone there was surprised with his suggestion, even Wonwoo.

"What?" Jeonghan muttered.

"I have a penthouse here in Paris. It's not far from the fashion week venue to wherever else it's being held because my house is located at the centre of Paris. Let me take him so that I could care for him and make sure he eats and sleeps properly. I can personally grab all his luggages with me if I have to, so please."

"Mingyu, what are you doing? You're not even gonna be in Paris for a week, just until tomorrow." Seungcheol whispered but they heard him. "I'm taking some time off then. I'll let my secretary know about it, no biggie."

"Mingyu, you don't need to do that just for me." Wonwoo gave his hand a tug and a squeeze.

Mingyu looked down and smiled at him, "For you, I don't mind. Besides, father wouldn't even be mad at me. The old man and mom have been trying to force me to take some days off. It's also a school holiday, so I didn't need to send Minho to school, even Minhee's university is on a semester break, so why not then."

He's right. Wonwoo remembered Jihoon told him that school is closed for the week because of a school holiday, so his parents didn't need to send Yuna to school. 

Wait. Yuna!

Wonwoo frantically looked around, searching for his phone, remembering that he should be on a video call with Yuna.

"Were you looking for your phone, amor? Is it Yuna?" 

Wonwoo stopped and looked at Mingyu.

"Your mother called a while ago when you're still sleeping. I explained what happened and Yuna kind of got into tears when she'd learn you got sick. Your mother told me to tell you to take better care of yourself."

"Did she..."

"No, she understood. Your mother explains to her in the easiest way for her to understand, but I showed you on screen and she looked happy that you're resting."

Wonwoo didn't know what to say. "Thanks Mingyu."

Mingyu smiles, "Anything for you."

"You know. I think you should go with Mingyu. Literally he's very dedicated to you and super caring that it's safe to say he's perfect for taking care of you." Jeonghan says, smiling in a way that says 'he's the one' silently to Wonwoo.

"I agree. Let us handle the next two days for you, Won. You rest and come back stronger and healthy for the red carpet. People are dying to see you ever since you broke the internet for being viral due to the outfit you wore last year." Joshua says. The two friends gave him a hug before leaving with their respective partner, after the doctor let Wonwoo leave after the IV fluid was done.

Wonwoo didn't even shiver when the cold air that night blew through him as he stood outside of the ED door, waiting for Mingyu to pay off the bills. The full moon looked so beautiful and bright that night that he had to stare at it. And when he felt an arm wrapped loosely around his waist, he didn't even flinch.

"Ready to go, chéri?" 

He nodded.

❀

Paris Fashion week is almost ending. In three days, everything will be wrapped up and all those clothing they saw and wore will be returned back to their respectful country and home base.

Wonwoo showed up on the red carpet, as promised, looking dashingly handsome and beautiful at the same time. But what surprised the media was that he arrived together with Kim Mingyu, CEO of the most famous architectural company that also, sometimes, modelled for few of Wonwoo's rivalries in fashion (he just learned that when he stayed with Mingyu at the penthouse).

The paparazzi was going nuts when they saw them together, wearing a similar kind of outfits, from Wonwoo's own brand. The designer looked pleased that he'd got to dress his man (hah! His man!) in his own clothing brand that he made himself. Also he felt satisfied, proud even to see Mingyu only have his eyes on him, one arm placed at the small of his back, and walked with him through the entire red carpet.

They posed for the cameras, smiling brightly and stood closely to each other. Mingyu eventually wrapped his arm that was resting at Wonwoo's lower back, around his waist. He didn't even bother what the world would say when boldly gave a peck on Wonwoo's head.

"Mingyu." Wonwoo whispers, glaring at him but without any bite in his eyes, just a little shyness with the affections Mingyu gave so openly.

"Yes, mon chéri?" Mingyu blinked innocently at him, with a smile.

"Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"The k.i.s.s."

"Huh? Why would I stop what I wanted to start? I've told you what I feel for you and promised to give you time to think about it, but I'm not gonna stop giving you affection, amor."

"God, you're persistent."

"I am, when it comes to you."

The day went on, many celebrities went around to their fellow celebrities friends to catch the latest scoop, stories. Some went over to Wonwoo because they're his fan even when it was supposed to be the other way around but whoever can be fans to whoever.

All those while with Mingyu standing next to Wonwoo, either he has an arm loosely wrapped around the waist or just linked their arms together. Sometimes, Mingyu got bolder and he'd laced their fingers together while he let Wonwoo chats with the models, his fellow designers, other celebrities and more. Wonwoo would squeeze their laced hands unconsciously.

They attended the after party together along with their friends, sticking to the group as they dance and enjoy their wine the entire party. Mingyu never moved away from Wonwoo, even if he did, his eyes would automatically search for the older man in the crowd. 

He became possessive and protective towards Wonwoo during the party, even when they're at the event earlier many celebrities approached Wonwoo, he didn't feel the need to be possessive but the moment they attended the party, he felt the need to stay with Wonwoo at all times.

The CEO could see most of the celebrities attending the party kept or trying to approach Wonwoo and somehow he could see some tries to flirt with him so Mingyu stays with him and even ensures either one of their friends is always with him.

Wonwoo didn't seem to mind and he even leaned closer to Mingyu whenever they stood together, feeling safe and comfortable when Mingyu was with him. People around whisper that they could distinguish, talking about the two. 

Some ship them while others feel a little jealous at the two, but most of them silently or pray that Wonwoo and Mingyu are actually dating. They love watching them together because of how good the two look like when they're with one another.

Although they didn't know that they're not dating.

Once the after party ended, Wonwoo wishes his friends goodbye and goodbye, while his waist is being held by Mingyu, who couldn't wait to usher him out of the venue. Seungcheol and Seokmin at the end of day, decided to stay till the end of the fashion with their own husband and boyfriend. Seeing that they're both attending with their own CEO, Mingyu didn't even bat an eyelash at them. He'll approve their extended leave later once they went back to Seoul without needing any explanation anyway considering they're with him.

"Did you have fun tonight, chéri?" Mingyu asked once they both exited the venue, heading towards Mingyu's car, hand still wrapped around Wonwoo's waist. Wonwoo pulls the long coat he brought with cause it's a little chilly that night.

"Yeah, I had fun, lots of them wanted to come by my Atelier one day and even requested to be my ambassador, how cool is that."

"That's great amore, you have many fans and admirers sticking way too close to you tonight." 

Wonwoo glanced up at the taller male, arching an eyebrow with an amused smile on his face, "What's wrong with having lots of fans? Are you jealous?"

"Hm, sort of but they're not that brave to actually talk to you longer because I was there. People talked about us, some wondered if we're dating or just friends, some already thought we're dating, some just assumed I'm your husband which is a little hilarious but kinda hoping it's true but it's not."

"Oh? To that extent? Well, I don't mind lying to them if they asked me whether we're married or dating. I could just lie and say, "Yes, we're married or dating each other."

Mingyu stopped walking, so did Wonwoo.

"What?"

"Hm?"

"What did you just say?"

"About what? About me lying to them?"

Mingyu nodded, he stared, silently asking for him to continue on.

"Well, yeah, I didn't mind telling people that we're dating or married or engaged."

"But..do you...did you want that? For real? With me?"

"Why not?"

Of all his 30 years of living his life, he has never felt overwhelmed or so happy about a lot of things. Plus, he couldn't remember when he last blushed because of how flustered he is.

Hearing the man that he's trying to date him says he didn't mind telling people they're in a relationship makes him the happiest. Somehow, his wishes came true that his amour is softly admitting that he likes him back.

"Mon chéri, you..." Mingyu had to cover his face because he couldn't handle the truth. His face burns for being happy and utterly shy about the confession Wonwoo just said to him. It's not exactly a direct confession.

"Are you...blushing, Min-ah?" Wonwoo grins, finding it amusing that he made Mingyu blushed.

"Stop~" Mingyu whines.

"Oh my, you're cute but isn't that what you wanted to hear from me?"

"I did but I didn't think it would be like this or right now. We're going home from the party and you just dropped the bomb and told me you like me."

"Didn't say I like you but maybe I did but it's not." Wonwoo teases.

"Amore! Don't tease me like this! Do you like me or not?"

Wonwoo didn't answer right away but only stared at Mingyu for a few seconds, an easy, fond smile gracing his face before he leaned up to peck Mingyu on the lips. Just a short peck to confirm his answer.

Mingyu was not prepared for the peck at all and he was definitely frozen like a statue when he felt soft lips pressed against his that lasted for one second. Eyes widen in surprise and if earlier he blushes is pink, right now, after the peck, he thinks his blushes have turned so bright red, up to his ears until his neck.

"Is that good enough of an answer to your question, mi amor?" Wonwoo says, head tilted as he smiles and looks at Mingyu tenderly.

The CEO didn't trust his voice at that moment so he just nodded furiously, and pulled Wonwoo into a tight hug that Wonwoo almost couldn't breathe, but he laughed heartily at Mingyu, reciprocating the hug.

"Let's go back to the penthouse and we can...discuss things out there."

❀

"So you and that designer guy–"

"Wonwoo. Come on now Minhee, his name is Wonwoo and you know him."

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just playing with you. Anyway, so you and Wonwoo-ssi started dating when you both were in Paris? You guys kissed once you go home after the after party? And you both make out for about 30 minutes before you two remember that it's 3 am that you decided to sleep?"

"Yes, we're dating. No, we did not make out for 30 minutes, just 20."

"That's like 10 minutes less so what? I mean, did you explain it to Minho?"

"Sort of. I think he's expecting me and mi amor to be dating since he and Yuna sort of have a hunch on us? I don't know, it must be a kids thing."

"Well, you're his uncle and he sees you like his own father but I guess he understands where you and Wonwoo-ssi are going through. If you plan to marry him, then you'll be Yuna's third father, the second step father.

"I would like that though. I mean I am planning to propose to Wonu soon if it's possible."

"Oh god, can you not be so impulsive about it? You both just started dating for two months and you're already thinking about marriage."

"Because I know he's the one, Minhee. I told you, I've never been so attracted or fall in love this fast to someone before. It just felt...right with Wonwoo. He's it. The man that I want to spend my whole life with and wanna adopt another child if possible or if Yuna agrees, but if she doesn't then we can go with either a cat or a dog."

"And, does Wonwoo-ssi want the same thing as you, oppa?"

Mingyu looked at his sister, and without any doubt, he answered her, "Yes, he does. We've discussed this before. I'm going to his house tonight to have dinner date with him and Yuna, and we decided to let Yuna know about our situation, although Wonu told me that Yuna kind of already knows about us but she's just playing innocent." 

They both laughed together, and they can imagine the little girl acted like she doesn't have a clue about her appa is dating someone, someone that is her best friend's (Minho is her best friend, yay!) uncle.

Soon the time for dinner arrived. Mingyu arrived 15 minutes earlier than their promised time because he's nervous, obviously. He held the bouquet of red roses and a box of Yuna's favorite cookies, chocolate chips but the ones from a specific bakery shop, courtesy of his beloved Wonwoo.

He rings the bell and the door swings seconds after he rang it, showing his amore standing behind the door to his house. Looking very lovely and comfortable in a sweater and black slacks.

"Hi, you're early." Wonwoo smiles, taking the red roses off of Mingyu's hand when the man offered him, stepping inside to enter the house when Wonwoo stepped aside to let him in.

"I'm a little nervous but I feel better now that I saw you, mon chéri." He leaned down and kissed Wonwoo, and the latter smiled into the kiss.

"You're gonna be fine. Yuna's very friendly and she's actually very excited to spend time with you tonight. You don't need to impress her at all."

"I know but there's no harm in coming in prepared to meet her."

"True, anyway, make yourself comfortable. Dinner's almost ready."

"Do you help with anything, baby?"

"Nope, I'm almost done. Don't worry about it. Yuna is getting ready, she'll be down in a minute so just hang around the living room." Wonwoo yells as he disappears into the kitchen.

Mingyu did as told, be he wanders around the place a little bit. The house looks lovely and lively even with only Wonwoo and Yuna living in the house. Perhaps because Wonwoo lived with a child that the house feels so vibrant and comfy.

"Appa! Was that Mingyu samchon that rang the bell? Oh!" Yuna came running down the stairs minutes later like Wonwoo just said. She halted when she saw Mingyu standing by the living room, already looking at her with a smile.

"Hi Yuna-ah."

Yuna bowed but before Mingyu could introduce himself some more, Yuna ran into him and gave him a hug that startled the taller man.

"Thank you for loving my appa. I've never seen him this happy before, even when he's with Jeonghan and Joshua samchon. Appa looks a little lonely sometimes but after you enter his life, he smiles more than he usually does. Not that appa never smiled but it's just, this time it's different and I'm very happy that appa is happy." She rambled all the while she hugged Mingyu.

Mingyu felt happy and proud of himself. He also felt overwhelmed that Yuna straight up accepted him even before he could explain anything. So much for being nervous earlier. His boyfriend was right, there's nothing to worry about.

"It's my pleasure Yuna-ah but please allow me to make you happy too by accepting me as a permanent important person in your life too like your appa."

Yuna pulled away a little and looked up at Mingyu, "Are you planning to marry my appa?"

He almost choked on his own saliva by how direct the little is with the question but he guessed there's nothing else to hide from her. So much for planning to talk and explain to her over dinner later.

"I am, will you approve of me?"

Yuna jumps away and squeals in joy, jumping a few times, "Yes! One hundred..no! One million percent approve!"

"Yuna? Mingyu? What are you two–" Wonwoo walked into the living room when he heard Yuna squealing. He looked between the two, confused.

"What's going on here?"

"Appa! Mingyu samchon is gonna propose to you so you better say yes! I want another appa! I wanna wear a dress for your wedding!!"

Wonwoo dropped the hand towel he was holding, jaws dropping. "P-propose?"

"Sorry mon amor, but the cat got out of the bag." Mingyu grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck shyly.

The three stood looking at each other but more like the two adults in the house were looking at each other while Yuna hummed and sang a wedding song. 

Again, so much for their plan to tell everything over dinner. It all went down the drain.

❀

Fast forward months later, and just about a month after the new year, we find the two standing by the altar.

Dressed in their tuxedo (not tailored by Wonwoo), at one of the 5 star hotel's grand ballroom, in Paris.

Everyone who they know, families from both sides, friends, co workers and even celebrities that knew the two groom, attended the wedding.

Just after Mingyu proposed to Wonwoo and they both got engaged, they posted an announcement on their personal social media account. Attracting millions of people around the world and receiving millions of DMs and comments for both of them. All positives and congratulations.

They both made it into the headlines and went viral for around two weeks, because of the damn photos of them holding hands, gazing at each other lovingly with a bright smile while they showed off their engagement rings, with a hashtag #tyingtheknotsoon and also #kimjeonmingyuandwonwoo .

Yuna became their flower girl that day, happily throwing flower petals down the aisle while Minho became their ring bearer.

Jeonghan, Joshua and Jihoon became Wonwoo's best men while Seungcheol, Seokmin and Chan became Mingyu's best men.

Both their parents were happy and got in tears because of how happy they were that their two sons were getting married, while Minhee too teared up, happy for her older brother, but she's not lonely. While her brother got busy in chasing Wonwoo all those months ago, Minhee kind of was seeing someone too, who worked at the same university as a professor too.

She introduced him to her parents, Mingyu and most importantly to her son, Minho during Christmas last year. She thought that Minho wouldn't be happy about it or might blame her for already thinking of moving on from his late father but instead she was met with a very happy Minho. He even asked if Seojun is going to be his father. And to Minhee's surprise, before she could explain more to Minho, Seojun said probably yes if Minhee agreed.

He sounded exactly like Mingyu when Mingyu told Yuna about being her father too if his fiancé agreed to marry him. He snorted thinking back on that specific night, and he got elbowed by the said fiancé seconds later. Wonwoo and Yuna were there too at the Christmas dinner with Mingyu's parents, sister and Minho.

The Kims and Mingyu were happy for her. Relieved that someone will finally be able to make Minhee and Minho happy again, although Yunho will always be in their memories and he'll always be in Minhee's heart and Minho's too.

They both exchanged their vows, Minho passed the rings with wide smiles, then slipped the wedding band into each other's fingers before the officiant pronounced them as husbands and told them to kiss after.

The crowds erupted in happiness, clapping for the newlyweds, taking pictures after pictures for memory.

They kissed while they smiled, too happy that they'd finally got married to each other. They pulled away a little, eyes staring at each other while they rested their foreheads together. Wonwoo has his arms wrapped around Mingyu's neck while Mingyu wrapped his arms around Wonwoo's waist. Both completely basking and enjoying their moment together, almost got into their own world and forgetting where they were at the moment, tuning out the cheering, clapping, hollering and other noises from themselves.

"Thank you for making me the happiest man alive, Kim Mingyu. I love you so much." Wonwoo kisses his husband.

"No, thank you for accepting my love for you, mon chéri. I'm the luckiest man alive to love you." Mingyu kisses him back tenfold. He would kiss this man who he just lawfully got married to so passionately if he could, without even bothering if their parents were watching, but he couldn't but he might be able to later tonight.

Yuna joins them, giggling when Mingyu scooped her up into the air, trapping her into a tight, loving embrace by the two of them. The three share a loud, hearty and bright laughter with each other.

Mingyu then whispered (in full French so Yuna wouldn't understand, so does Wonwoo but he whispered more softly in English on what he said to his husband) something into Wonwoo's ears during the hugging that made Wonwoo blushed so hard and Mingyu smirked at his husband.

"Écoute chérie, est-ce que tu me laisseras découvrir chaque partie de toi ce soir?" (Listen darling, will you let me discover every part of you tonight?)

❤️

*Your contact name has been changed from Mingyu the uncle to Mi amor, Gyu ♥*