#hyuntce

it’s saying something, that minkyu is able to recognize henry from only the briefest of glances through the doorway as the other passes by the kitchen. his current project (rather dangerously) abandoned on the stove top, kyu flits out into the hallway after him. “hyuntae!” he calls with an insistent sort of whine in his tone. when it succeeds in drawing henry to a stop, kyu blooms in anticipation. ever since the beach incident, kyu’s felt a shifting, sliding, adjusting and expanding within his heart. things are so very nearly right, he thinks. him and henry and baby are nearly right. it’s made a sort of magnetism, one that draws him towards the other two whenever they’re in his orbit. flitting towards his henry now, a hand slides into the one at the other’s side, giving it a tug. “come,” he urges sweetly. “i’m making brunch?” the sound of the fry-up he’s risking burning  crackles in invitation. “i’d like for you to join me.” there’s more shyness now. although things were a step closer to making sense, there were equal parts of uncertainty. this feels domestic of them -- he aches for it.

new islanders means new friends to make (as he’s happy in his current coupling and hopes to keep it that way). he’s heard it through the grapevine of mumbling cameramen that at least one of the newest arrivals would be from south korea which, given their current track record of inviting idols and producers, had minkyu’s curiosity piqued. he expects to know them in the same way he knew of babylon before arriving -- he doesn’t expect the reality to be far more... intimate. at first sight, minkyu can barely even put a name to the face he recognizes instantly (it’s impossible, of course, to forget a man who looks like that). after a few desperate blinks to dispel the mirage and a slight slackening of his jaw in surprise, he grasps what’s going on. his one night stand -- from months ago, ages really -- has made his way to love island. “hyuntae,” he must gasp the name louder than he intends as it finally comes to his mind, because the object of his fascination is clearly able to hear him. uncharacteristic quietness follows as, for once, minkyu is left wholly unsure of how to proceed in such a strange turn of events.