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► Of Bubble Tea and Street Food || MinhyunxRen

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Minhyun eventually let his hand reach for the television remote and press the on button, letting a music show start before him, hands rested comfortably behind his head — until he realised what he had forgotten from his room. With a sigh, he stood and headed back to the presence of his not-so-chatty hyung, quickly grabbing his headphones and a cap, as a sort of disguise… almost. With a sigh, he sat on his bed again, taking his book from his bag and setting it back on his shelf before emptying the now heavier than usual contents of his pockets into the back, slinging it onto his shoulder before standing once more.

The brunette placed his backpack on the edge of the sofa, going to the kitchen and grabbing two bottles of water just in case they needed it, quickly storing them in his bag. Looking up at the clock, he puffed his cheeks out and decided to wash their dishes from earlier — managing to finish the job in a mere 10 minutes. The tall boy was considering asking if the other hadn’t managed to kill himself while getting ready; that wasn’t impossible.

With a small sigh, he returned to his bag and the TV, arms, once again, behind his head as he allowed himself to relax, just as the blonde stepped out. “Black.” he nodded, thinking it suited his style better for the day. “Are you ready?” he asked hopefully, a smile making its way to his lips as he stood, immediately turning the television on and grabbing his bag, making sure he had the keys to the dorm just in case the others decided to leave later on, too.

The hat gave Ren an idea and silently, he raised a finger to signal that he needed a moment, moving out of the living room and back to his own. He selected a dark colored beanie from the pile, adjusting it perfectly atop his head. If only he had thought of wearing a hat early he could have somewhat cheated with his hair. The blonde looked himself over in the mirror one full time before deciding that he was fit to go out in public. He wasn’t sure if the hat did much to help him ‘blend in’ or hide his identity, but it did look stylish, that alone was enough for him to approve it. Minki the fashionista.  As for the sky colored sweater, he  still wasn’t sure if the brunette was suggesting the black for lack of better words or sincerely picking the black because he favored it more then the pale blue; this once, he wouldn’t question it. He liked the black one better anyway.

He returned back to the older’s side,  the indecisiveness that once plagued his features were gone, in its place, a simple smile. He was feeling much more awake now thanks to the constant pacing around the room looking for something to wear. “I’m ready,” he began, giving Minhyun a light push. “ He took it upon himself to open the door, having become rather eager to get out at this point.

"First things first; we look for a street vendor.” He decided, the smile widening.  His thinking was that the would eat first, later washing down the food with the tea. He always enjoyed eating  food from the vendors— especially the meat dishes. The food was all so delicious, and border line creative when the meat was placed on the stick and allowed the blonde to hold it without getting his hands dirty. There was something else about the stick creations whether it was meat or fruit stabbed by the wooden sticks they always seemed to gain an extra glance from the blonde. It was odd how similar yet different Seoul food was to that of his hometown.

Once outside, he’d squint his eyes from the bright mid morning sun. He lingered close to the taller’s side, drifting into thought. The weather was cool, as cool as the first week of Autumn could be. The leaves had already began darkening to a somber orange, memories of green vanishing.  "Hyung, did you make sure to bring your wallet?“ He finally said, gaze shifting impishly over to the brunette.

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Minhyun didn’t bother asking about what the book reminded the other, he’d rather not find out, in all honesty. With a sigh, he deciding on re reading the pages again later, when everyone else was asleep so there was no chance of him being disturbed. He had to admit, older book were his favourite. The musky smell they admitted and the idea that the person who had written it was most likely in another life now… It gave him a sort of jolt of excitement.

The taller ended up watching the other as he ate, happy that the other was enjoying his cooking. It was a relief, if anything. “I figured that was the reason.” he smirked, patting the others head as he sat down again, hugging his book to his chest as he watched, hoping no one else would wake up and expect food, his cheek puffed out as he looked at the bedroom doors, hearing a shower turn on — making him sigh again.

“Just like old times.” he grinned and nodded, glad the other was agreeing to it. “Great!” he said, placing his book on the kitchen counter top and standing. “I’m gonna go get dressed, and make sure everyone else is still alive.” he said, leaving the company of the other and heading back into his bedroom, to find Aron sitting on his bed and messing with his phone. “Morning, hyung!” he smiled, finding his clothes and quickly changing. Aron nodded his head as a reply, obviously texting one of his sisters. Minhyun swiftly left the room and the other, not finding much conversation in him. Once he left the bedroom, he sat on the couch, waiting for the other.

Ren left after Minhyun, going into his own room to dress. The task was not so easy for the blonde, upon opening his closet there were choices beyond choices. He wasn’t entirely sure what ind of style he was going to go for today which meant he’d take even longer than he normally did to get ready. He spent ten minutes just deciding on what kind of jeans to wear, another ten deciding on whether to wear long sleeves or short sleeves and  one more finding a short sleeved shirt and a comfortable pair of shoes to wear. With that done he could move on to accessories.

Now the blonde walked into the bathroom, makeup palette in hand as he hummed the tune to a song he heard the other day on the radio. EXO’s What is Love. The song was quite dated but it still possessed a humble charm. He finger combed his locks of hair every which way, using a fine toothed comb to sweep his hair to the side. In the end he decided to simply keep it down. Lost in thought as he carefully lined around his eyes he had forgotten that Minhyun was waiting for him out in the living room.  He was taking so long.

He applied the last bit of gloss on his lips before leaving the bathroom, putting  both palette and iPad into his bag. The blonde sighed contently, heading for the door before stopping midway because of the chill  that entered the room through the window. It was early fall, the weather was not as warm as before, infact, it was anything but warm. The other day had been really chilly. He went back to the closet and took two sweaters from the hangers, a black one and a white one. Glancing at the clock on his way out he finally noticed that his decisions had taken a while. Sheepishly, he entered the living room, stopping when in front of the darker haired.

“Which one?” He inquired with a tilt of his head, holding the two sweaters arme length apart.

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Minhyun quickly made the food, wanting to get back to his own as soon as possible. As he plated it up, he took a glance back at the sleepy blonde, eyes widening marginally. “Yah!” he whined, knowing his page had been lost, a frown gracing his lips. “Be careful, Minki…” the taller pouted, bringing the food over and taking the book, trying to recall which page he had been reading previously — his eyebrows knitting together as he did so.

He sighed, giving up with searching as he placed the book down, sliding back onto his chair and digging in to his food again, pushing his hair back, the strands keeping on falling into his eyes and making him annoyed. Minhyun turned to the other, chewing as he spoke. “Why are you up so early?” he asked the younger, knowing that whenever they had a free day, he was usually the last one awake. Minhyun was beginning to get annoyed that he had woken up so early, now.

Once the food on his plate had been cleared, he stood and took his dish to the sink, placing it in to wash up later, returning to the other with a soft yawn — leaning on the counter and poking his book with a slight pout, thinking about what he could do. “Wanna go out and get bubble tea or something? We haven’t done that in a few months.” he smiled. When they were trainees, going out for bubble tea and to eat street food was a sort of ‘weekly tradition’. One of the few ‘traditions’ that he had really missed.

“This reminds me of—” He began, but didn’t have enough time to finish as the book disappeared out of his hands, the thought leaving with it. He leaned back against the chair observing Minhyun’s expression. He looked  a little upset. Minki didn’t notice that while skimming he had turned a page or two too much and caused the page to be lost. Instead of asking, he simply assumed the angst in the book had affected the older. Silently he wondered if the older would fall into a fit of tears.

He picked up his utensils and began to eat, capturing the first pieces of bacon before digging into the eggs. The food was delicious. He made the right choice getting out of bed early. “I smelled you cooking.”  Was all he could manage, his cheeks stuffed with food.  It was ridiculous really and if he could, he would have laughed at his own antics. He had to swallow twice to get it all down and brought a napkin to his lips to clean his mouth if needed. Behind the napkin he licked  his lips. “Very tasty.” It was a simple meal but the food was well cooked- especially the meat portion. The thin bacon was crispy in all the right places and the eggs- they were sticky in the sense that they stuck together and allowed him to easily scoop it into his mouth.

Sounds of satisfaction left him and he soon found himself with a clean plate.  He brought the plate to the sink, placing it directly in the sink. "Like… old times?“ His eyes moved to the taller and he flashed a smile. "I’d like that.” He accepted the invitation with a nod of his head  and a tiny smile. He enjoyed hanging out with Minhyun. It had been awhile since the two hung out alone and honestly, no matter how many times he’d  neglect to show affection or blatantly ignore the other,  he truly did desire to strengthen their bond. This was the perfect opportunity. Admiration is what he felt for the older, though these days he  felt as if he hadn’t shown it often enough. “Ah, MinHyunnie, can we go for street food too?”

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Minhyun eventually crossed his legs at the table. An old book in his hand, the spine being creased even more thanks to this thumb staying between the two open pages, to keep the book open as he read, chewing on a bit of bacon, the end of it sticking out of his mouth as he read, his chews getting slower as he immersed himself even more. Usually, he’d hear when another member was up because they’re bedroom doors would usually make a noise, but not today.

He almost threw his book into the air when he heard Minki’s voice — lanky body almost falling off of the chair, too. “Yah.” he whined, calming his currently racing heartbeat down, letting out a soft sigh. Now came guilt. “Ah… I didn’t think anyone would be up for another couple of hours.” he admitted, checking his watch. It was barely even 9:30 by now. He looked up at the other, who’s eyes still looked tired. “I’ll cook some more.” he offered, heading over to the counter again.

Without the other protesting, he began to make more eggs and bacon, in the same pans, mind fixated on getting everything timed right — even putting two slices of toast in the toaster, and grabbing a plate from the cabinet above him, setting it down on the side with a smile, completely forgetting that the other was there as he cooked.

Ren’s eyes followed him curiously throughout the room betraying no real emotion. Before he could urge the other boy to make food for him, the dark haired seemed to read his mind and started to prepare the food. He couldn’t say he was completely satisfied with the explanation, but he was more than grateful that the older would cook something up for him too. He shouldn’t have expected anything less of the reliable Minhyun. He walked towards the table, slumping down into a seat opposite of the one the other previously sat at. Again he began stretching his legs and then his arms. “Ah, Minhyun… I’m so tired.”

He exhaled deeply, tucking pieces of his bangs behind his ear. Interlaced fingers now resting in his lap as he leaned back and absently watched the older’s movements. He couldn’t help but note how easily the other moved around the kitchen, easily and skillful.   “I don’t want to stay in today.” He whined aloud to no one in particular. The blonde had developed quite a distaste towards staying in the dorm all day when free.  At the very least, he’d go out once— be it to go for a walk or to get a breath of fresh air.

He pursed his lips as he pondered and from the corner of his eye, he noticed the book. He raised a brow at the book, always being curious as to what interested the other members. He leaned over the table, taking the book in hand before plopping back down in his seat. He quickly flicked through some of the pages- not even reading the title nor the brief intro at the beginning. He skimmed over a few pages, making faces at some of the wording.

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Minhyun had woken up pretty early for a day off. Usually, when he opened his eyes a number after 10:30 would be flashing before him, displayed on his alarm clock. But, no — it was 8:45am. “Great.” he mumbled, stretched his sleep ridden limbs out, foot sticking out from under his quilt before he sat up, rubbing his eyes and letting out a yawn,looking around the room to see Aron still asleep. 

Getting up from his warm bed, he padded barefoot out of his bedroom and made his way towards the kitchen, mind already set on making some sort of breakfast for himself. As he took out a few pans, he managed to find some bacon and eggs, grinning proudly at himself before setting the stove up, butter in pans and letting that melt before he placed the bacon in one of them, setting a plate out before doing his eggs, sleep still tiring his brain. 

Once the food was cooked to his liking, the tall boy plated everything up and sat at the kitchen table, quickly digging in and letting the food warm him up, a smile on his face as he ate quickly.

It took a little longer for the blonde to wake up. He had grown accustomed to take full advantage of his time off when it came to rest. Waking up at around 11, 11:20 was ideal off schedule. In his sleep, he managed to curl up with a plush monkey, resting his head at the top of its protruding head. He sighed unconsciously.

Minutes passed and eventually the 8 on the clock turned to 9, and the little blonde’s face was exposed to the chilled air that entered through the cracked window. His eyes became half lidded and he took in the sight of the ever so familiar ceiling. It may have appeared that the air had awoken him, but that was far from the truth. Ren’s senses was awoken because of  the scent of food and not just any food- but meat.

He stretched out his slender body, hands, arms, spine and even his toes before leaning up. He couldn’t help but feel well… rather upset. Why did the other members cook a meal and not invite him? He frowned inwardly, getting to his feet and systematically went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and most importantly wash his face. Afterwards, he tied his hair into a loose ponytail and sluggishly made his way to the kitchen with the blankest of all stares.

Previous to this, he had prepared monotone remarks to the guys who decided it was okay to cook without him, so he was rather surprised when he found only Minhyun there. What could he say now? The blonde went over to the counter in search of food, surely Minhyun had made enough for everyone. The counter was empty, with not even a small bowl of food awaiting being eaten.  Disappointment setting in on his features, he glared towards the older. “Yah! How could you cook and not make any for me?" 

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