at the end of the day

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for the second time that night, seungkwan choked on his drink as he tried to hold back a laugh. he clapped a hand on mingyu's shoulder to steady himself as he said in disbelief, "culinary school?"

mingyu rolled his eyes as he pulled his shoulder away. "yes." he replied, with a hint of a blush tinting his cheeks.

"since when do you know how to cook?"

"since i was a kid? i used to help my mom around the house all of the time."

seungkwan didn't know how to respond, so he just nodded and said a, "hmm."

there was an odd moment of silence between the two of them, for different reasons. seungkwan was wondering what else to say next, but mingyu beat him to it. the older boy kept his voice low as he turned to face the younger boy. "you really think we're never going to see each other again?"

seungkwan didn't notice the change in mingyu's stance or demeanor. he kept his focus on his beer as he shrugged. "that is the plan. even if we both stay in the city, the likelihood of us running into each other is pretty slim."

mingyu smiled sadly as he glanced away. "can't be that slim. we still have mutual friends."

seungkwan found himself shrugging a lot that night. "yeah, but who's to say we'll all be friends within the next few years?"

mingyu visibly deflated at that. he leaned against the fridge as he mumbled, "oh. yeah, i guess."

there was a beat of silence before a smile spread over seungkwan's face. he turned to the older boy as he said, "but i will miss this."

mingyu smiled as well, standing straighter as he said, "yeah?"

seungkwan grinned mischievously at the older boy as he leaned in closer. "yeah, who else will i be able to count on to fuck with me mentally and physically?" the younger boy said with a quiet giggle.

mingyu should have known better. he let out a grunt as he rolled his eyes, leaning against the fridge again as he said, "ha ha."

seungkwan continued to laugh as he added, "no, seriously. what will i do knowing that your dumb ass isn't lurking on every corner, just itching to ruin my day."

"you're so funny, have i ever told you that?" mingyu said as he crossed his arms over his chest, refusing to look the younger boy in the eye at that point.

"oh, come on. lighten up! this is the last time we'll see each other. it's no fun if you're pouting the whole time." seungkwan, grinning teasingly, reached up to thumb at mingyu's pout. mingyu let out a huff as he pushed his hand away. the older boy couldn't help but hmph in response.

seungkwan poked mingyu's rib cage as he joked, "aww, are you just acting like this because you're going to miss me–"

mingyu took a step closer, his eyes locked with seungkwan's as he said, "yes."

"oh."

seungkwan's face fell as he took a step back. he wondered what the older boy meant by that, and why mingyu was stood so close to him, but he shook his head to himself. he just wrote it off as mingyu missing the opportunity to mess with him. seungkwan would be lying if he said he wouldn't miss messing with mingyu.

seungkwan just kept drinking his beer in place of continuing the conversation. mingyu never took a step back. even the step back seungkwan took didn't put much distance between them, their shoes basically touching at that point.

as seungkwan almost finished his beer, he let out a round of giggles to himself. plenty of people had made note of one of seungkwan's more prominent drunk habits, and that was pulling his friends into a friendly smooch. the problem with that was that mingyu had never had a drink with the younger boy, so he didn't know about this habit. and seungkwan was feeling particular drunk and kissy in that moment.

so seungkwan grinned as he took a step closer to the older boy. "well, let me give you something to remember me by." seungkwan said as he grabbed a fistful of mingyu's shirt.

seungkwan didn't give it another thought as he wrapped a hand around the back of mingyu's neck and pulled the older boy down into a kiss. he fully intended for it to be just a peck, but he let out a noise in surprise when mingyu made haste in wrapping his right arm around his waist and pulling him closer.

seungkwan now stood on his toes as mingyu took control of the kiss. mingyu's beer bottle clinked against the counter as he hurriedly set it down, his now free hand flying up to cup seungkwan's cheek. seungkwan felt confused but still followed mingyu's lead as he felt the older boy's tongue push between his lips. the two of them pulled each other closer, not paying any mind to the other people in the kitchen, who were watching them make out in a mixture of confusion and surprise.

seungkwan decided to set his beer down, but he had trouble locating the counter. he found the counter eventually, but luck wasn't on his side. the two of them shouted as seungkwan's bottle knocked mingyu's bottle over, leading to the older boy's drink spilling on the both of them. the beer spilling on seungkwan caused him to bite down on mingyu's bottom lip, which led to mingyu pulling away and holding his lip in pain.

"what the hell–"

"your stupid beer spilled on us!"

"you just bit me–"

neither of the boys were listening to each other. eventually, mingyu dropped his hands as his eyes trailed down. he noticed the giant splotch of beer on seungkwan's light wash jeans and, despite the situation, he couldn't help but let out a laugh. "oh my god, it looks like you peed yourself!" he said as he pointed a finger at seungkwan's jeans.

seungkwan tilted his head in confusion as he looked down. his eyes widened when he finally noticed the wet patch on his thigh. he rolled his eyes at the older boy's immaturity, looking annoyed as he glared up at mingyu. "yeah, mingyu, i peed myself and it managed to reach my thigh but not my crotch." he rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms and looked away. "no one is stupid enough to believe that."

just then, seungkwan's missing friends casually strolled into the kitchen. soonyoung had an arm slung around chan's shoulder, the younger boy avoiding seokmin's apologetic gaze as he kept his distance from the older boy. the awkwardness was palpable between the three of them, but soonyoung was choosing to ignore it for the time being.

soonyoung let out a loud gasp as he spotted the stain on seungkwan's jeans. "oh my god! kwan, did you pee yourself?"

mingyu doubled over in laughter, clapping a hand on seungkwan's shoulder to support himself. seungkwan glared at the back of the older boy's head.

seungkwan shoved mingyu away as he spat out, "have a nice life, dickhead." he stomped on mingyu's foot and stormed off, hooking his arm with seokmin's as he stomped out of the kitchen.

seokmin was confused but still allowed the younger boy to drag him away. he looked behind them into the kitchen, where mingyu was still laughing. "what were you even talking to mingyu about?" the older boy asked.

seungkwan shook his head to himself as he looked up at seokmin. "nothing important, hyung."