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jeongmin: good

jeongmin: goodluck with that cause i just got let inside, are you in your office?

          bodyguard. the very word was enough to still jeongmin for a couple seconds. no one just gets a bodyguard unless there’s a threat of danger, he doesn’t care what takeshi says or how he explains it. it’s enough to put him on edge again. “right.” jeongmin said, unsure how to contribute to the conversation. he never liked what takeshi does, not now, not ever. he believes wholeheartedly that takeshi can take care of himself, but he wishes it would stop. “might go in for thirds,” jeongmin said, glad for the subject change as he reached for another, “i miss your cooking, it’s too bad we hardly find time to spend together.” what with takeshi working both of his jobs and min up to his neck with projects at work and clients on the side, it’s hard to find time for his favorite boy. “that’s too fucking much,” he laughed, feeling a little stunned that someone would want that many flowers for a single day. “hopefully people take arrangements home, you’re flowers are too pretty to only be used for a day.” jeongmin personally loves having some of takeshi’s flowers to add to his apartment with haeju, be it for the dining table or his room. “we should have, but i moved out first and haeju, well, i honestly don’t know how i ended up with him,” he smiled, fondly. he loves his roommate though, even if he likes to tease him and call him a burden. “aw, did i offend the princess?” he continued, teasing him just to get a reaction. and that he did, noticing the light tint of color on his cheeks, it made his heart flutter. “but of course, i have to steal you away before the dragon returns.” he played along, standing up whilst grabbing his water bottle, “that is for me to know and you find out. grab a sweater, your highness. we’re off.” 

jeongmin: fuck off, it's the middle of the night you act like there's traffic..

jeongmin: whatever, see you in 10.

jeongmin: oh? where are you then? i'm getting impatient.

jeongmin: leave your door unlocked.

jeongmin: i want to see you.

          his eyes fluttered close when takeshi wrapped his arms around him, humming softly as he listened to the boy above him speak. “since when?” he asked, opening his eyes once takeshi left and instantly yearning for his touch again. however, jeongmin feels like he should have noticed takeshi doesn’t fight as often, after all he hasn’t been called to tend to him ( unless of course someone else is assisting him which he doubts ). “oh.” jeongmin looked at the container in awe, surprised to see this particular dish again. “does it taste just like your mom’s though?” he teased, grabbing one after takeshi and examining before taking a bite. the moment the flavor hit his tongue, he wonders if it’s biased of him to say that this is better than what they had growing up. he finished his, going in for another as takeshi told him about his day, nodding along as he ate. “four weddings?” jeongmin asked, reaching for his water bottle with a pained expression on his face, “how big are the orders?” he knows how tedious and time consuming making arrangements can be, having used to hang out a lot at the flower shop when he had more time to himself being able to relax and keep takeshi company as often as he wanted. “cute, you missed me, i’m literally five floors up and you can’t come see me?” jeongmin laughed at the ‘court jester’, shaking his head as he uncapped his water. “of course, whatever you want, princess.” after taking a quick drink, he looked around, coming to the conclusion that no, they’re not going to stay indoors for a second longer. “eat up, takeshi. i’m taking you out tonight, i’ve been stuck inside too long too, i think some nighttime air can do us both some good.” 

          “i’m sorry, what?” was the first thing out of his mouth upon hearing that his call for help had been, in fact, not because takeshi was injured but because he was bored. jeongmin pulled out his phone, clearly the message had never sent and he, being used to those particular words meaning something else entirely, thought he had bruises to tend to. “takeshi --” he sighed, closing his eyes for a second, breathing and exhaling out the slight agitation he felt before proceeding to follow the other inside, closing the door behind them. there was a bit of relief flooding him though, glad he wasn’t injured in any way. “you’re absolutely ridiculous,” jeongmin says, but it’s soft, “of course i love you.” despite how he’s feeling at the moment, jeongmin is always soft for the other even if he does feel like murdering him for the worry he caused him that he hadn’t felt in a while. “maybe, text everything in one message next time, yeah? so i don’t show up like fool with my nurse kit.” there was a bit of humor in his voice, pulling a chair out as he took a seat, leaning back whilst placing his hand on the table. “i’m glad you’re okay though, it’s been nice not having to clean you up lately.” there was a hint of a smile, despite his previous mood, he could feel it shifting into something more pleasant. takeshi seems to have that affect on him. “now, why are you bored? what have you been doing all day?” 

          draping himself across the velvet couch, jeongmin sighed, feigning annoyance as he waited for haeju to enter the room. he doesn’t know when this became thing, helping the boy dress up pretty for whatever friendly benefactor was going to treat him out tonight. perhaps it started when he found out they paid the rent, or perhaps it was haeju’s cute face that made him warm up to the boy quicker than he had anticipated, as shallow as it sounds. “you know,” jeongmin called out to wherever haeju was, unsure if it was the bathroom or closet, “sometimes i wonder what you did before me. don’t get me wrong, ju, you have taste but having style is the important part. did you have a personal stylist or is it just me you’re exploiting?”  

         taking care of takeshi’s wounds has become such a consistent part of his life that when he receives his text he’s already grabbing his kit from underneath his bed. no emotion really courses through him, at least not as it used to. he grew out of being constantly paranoid that his best friend would really hurt himself, he still worries, of course he does, but he’s not going to let it dictate his emotions as it once did. takeshi is a big boy, jeongmin would hope he knows what he’s doing. he slipped his boots on, grabbing his keys from the table beside the door, locking behind him unsure if haeju was in or not, and quickly making his way towards the elevator. a trip  to the second floor didn’t take long, jeongmin staring at the numbers above the sliding doors as he wondered what sort of mishap his best friend got in this time. hoisting the kit underneath his arm, min slipped through the doors once they opened and without even looking made it to takeshi’s door in no time, his knuckles quickly coming up to knock three times before stepping back. wondering if takeshi was alone tonight, jeongmin not in the mood to make small talk with anyone that isn’t who he’s here for. 

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