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"Nice to meet you, Mr. Son. I'm Kim Rina. Thank you so much for meeting with me today," the woman offers Hyunwoo her right hand. She presents herself with a soft smile and kind eyes. Her hand - Hyunwoo notes as she accepts the handshake - is soft and delicate, a perfect match for her designs.
"Please," Hyunwoo is using his business smile, "I should be the one thanking you for this opportunity."
Kim Rina. A woman who has made a name for herself with her delicate, simple, yet luxurious jewelry designs. She is currently the most sought out jewelry designer in all of Korea, particularly for celebrities and their red carpet events. Minhyuk has talked about her a handful of times, boasting about how he managed to get an exclusive interview with her for his magazine.
Hyunwoo remembered her pieces when he sheepishly told Hyungwon that he doesn't have a ring to propose with yet. He knows that she's a perfect fit for Hoseok's ring. Just like her jewelry, Hoseok gives you an air of tenderness, and Hyunwoo wants his ring to match him.
"If you don't mind, shall we start?" Rina ushers Hyunwoo to her desk as she sits behind it. A sketchpad and a pencil sit neatly in front of her. Hyunwoo clears his throat after sitting down, feeling the bit of awkwardness between the two of them.
Rina grabs her pencil and twirls it between her finger, eyes locking with Hyunwoo's. "Alrighty. Let's get down to business. Minhyuk told me that you wanted to meet me, but I'm still not entirely sure why."
"I want an engagement ring," Hyunwoo blurts out the words. Almost too fast for his liking.
"Ah," Rina tries to stop the upward curl forming in her lips, "so the rumors are true."
Hyunwoo scratches the back of his head. "Yeah. The formal announcement will in Minhyuk's magazine. Next issue. But I wanted to do an actual proposal. You know, kneel in front of him and all that stuff. I think he deserves that."
Rina chuckles. "Can I be frank with you, Mr. Son? I never took you for the romantic type. Especially with some of the paparazzi photos."
Hyunwoo almost chokes on air, "I didn't know you were the type to look at such things."
"Trust me, with my clientele; I need to be up to date with the latest happenings."
A man in his early twenties - Rina's secretary, Hyunwoo assumes - enters the room with a tray of tea. Rina thanks the man with a smile and brings back her attention to Hyunwoo, "So, Mr. Son-"
"Please, call me Hyunwoo."
Rina nods, "In that case, call me Rina." She gives her pencil another twirl, "So, Hyunwoo. Who's the lucky one?"
"Yes. That's right. I want the venue for the whole night. Yes. Thank you very much. Please call me if there's any problem." Hyungwon lets out a sigh of relief. He's been busy for weeks helping Hyunwoo with this engagement, and he's pretty sure he just ended the last phone call for the event. He doesn't even know why he agreed to help Hyunwoo. Wouldn't it have been better if he can just lay in bed and wait for Hoseok to group facetime him and Changkyun, screaming about Hyunwoo's proposal? But no. Somehow, his brain decided that this is the time to be a caring friend.
His phone buzzes again, and it took everything in him to not just chuck it against the wall. Thankfully, it was Hoseok's face occupying his screen, pinching his cheek and scrunching his nose. "Hyung."
"Wonnie! Bring Changkyun and come over. Minhyuk and Jooheonie are here!" He can hear loud screaming in the background, who he confidently assumes is Minhyuk.
"I'm literally about to go to sleep." Hyungwon closes his laptop to focus on his conversation.
"Come onnnnnn. Give your hyung some of your time." It's incredible how he can vividly see Hoseok's pouting face despite not being in front of him.
He sighs. "Fine. Give us a little bit of time, and we'll be there."
"Yeah!" Hoseok giggles, "You're the best."
Hyungwon sighs and dials Changkyun's number. It rings several times before he is inevitably sent to voicemail. He sighs and heads towards his closet. Might as well get dressed while trying to contact the youngest. He pulls out an oversized black sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, matching it with a black bucket hat and his favorite pair of runners. He grabs his keys and wallets and pockets them - he's never been a fan of bringing bags.
He's already fully dressed when Changkyun decided to pick up his calls. "Took you long enough. Get ready. I'll be there to pick you up in ten."
"Where the f-" Hyungwon hangs up the phone before Changkyun could finish his question.
Old school hip-hop booms throughout the house, startling Hyunwoo who just got home from a day full of meetings. It's already past midnight and it's taking everything in him to comprehend what is going on. He looks around and observes the chaos the living room has become. Bags of take-out, cans of beers surrounding the coffee table, and a couple of bodies lying on the floor - Minhyuk and Jooheon specifically. Hyungwon's the first one to notice his presence.
"Oh, hey." he greets Hyunwoo, lazily lounging on one of the loveseats, holding beer on the one hand and checking his phone with the other.
"Hey..." Hyunwoo loosens his tie, "what's up?"
"Chillin'."
"Nice."
"Hyunwoo? Is that Hyunwoo?" Hoseok groans. Hyunwoo can hear him, but he's nowhere to be seen. He scans the space to figure out where his boyfriend is. He does a body count, Jooheon-one. Minhyuk-two. Hyungwon-three. Oh, Changkyun's here, too-four. He spots a pair of feet sticking out behind one of the couches.
"Seokkie? What are you doing there?" Hoseok gives him a faint smile as a reply.
He feels someone poke his shoulder, and he finally hears Changkyun's voice. "He's just a little drunk. Seok-hyung's a lightweight."
"I think this is the first time in literal years that he drank alcohol. So I'm not surprised a few beers already got him," Hyungwon adds.
"Minhyuk."
"Yes, hyung!" He jokingly stands in attention, trying to get a reaction from Hyunwoo.
"Care to explain how this happened? You told me you're just coming over to give Hoseok a copy of the magazine," Hyunwoo sighs, grabbing Hoseok from the wrists to try and sit him up.
"Yes, hyung! But you see, hyung! I just thought it was appropriate to celebrate his first magazine issue, so I brought along some beer and a Jooheon, hyung!"
"Okay, babe, how about we get you to our room, huh?" Hyunwoo wraps Hoseok's arms around his shoulders, their bodies tightly pressed against each other. "How did Hyungwon and Changkyun get here?"
"Hoseok-hyung invited us over," Hyungwon chimes in. "He was probably a little tipsy by then."
"Hyunwoo," Hoseok catches Hyunwoo's face between his hands, softly squishing his cheeks.
"Hotheok, you're thquishing a little too hard."
"Don't be mad at them, okay? Be nice to them." He lets go of Hyunwoo's cheeks and rests his head on his shoulder.
"Yes, yes. I'll be nice to them."
"Good. Here. Kiss. Reward." Hoseok puckers his lips, ready to land a kiss on Hyunwoo's lips.
And Hyunwoo was ready to accept it. Until he saw four of their friends in the corner of his eyes, watching with anticipating eyes. "Hoseok! Give the reward to me next time, okay? Let's get you to our room."
"Okay!" Hoseok nods and smiles, "I'll give you a kiss in our room!"
"Ew." That was Minhyuk.
"Ugh." Jooheon.
"Blegh." Changkyun.
"Hyungwon. I need to talk to you. Give me a sec."
It took a bit longer than expected to get Hoseok ready for bed. He was unexpectedly clingy, trying to get Hyunwoo to sleep next to him. At one point, he almost choked on his tie when Hoseok jerked him towards the bed. Hyunwoo estimates that it took him ten minutes to convince Hoseok to sleep. All it took was a kiss on the forehead and a promise that he'll join Hoseok later.
The living room view amuses Hyunwoo. Minhyuk, Changkyun, and Jooheon are squeezing themselves into a loveseat while Hyungwon occupies a couch all to himself. Jooheon announces Hyunwoo, "Hyung. How's he?"
"He'll be fine. Turns out he's a little more playful when he's drunk."
"What are you guys going to talk about?" Minhyuk's cuddling Jooheon, the younger looking much too used to it.
"Should they be here?" Hyungwon nods towards Minhyuk's direction.
"I don't think there's any point in hiding it from them now." Hyunwoo slumps into one of the seats, letting his body get swallowed by the softness. He lets out a groan and tilts his head back. It's been a long day.
"The venue's ready. I requested a traditional Korean full-course meal, just like you requested. They asked if you have any preference on who will be creating the menu. Any chefs come to mind, hyung?" Hyungwon's reading notes he had taken down through the weeks of preparing. He may not look the part, but he takes his tasks seriously.
"Mmm. I don't really care who prepares it. As long as it's good." His eyes are still closed, but he's trying hard not to fall asleep. This is way too important. "You said Changkyun's in charge of the music? How's it going?"
"Yeah. I hired a Mariachi band, just like you asked." The youngest is on his phone, stone-faced and seemingly not paying attention to the conversation.
Hyunwoo finally sits up - Changkyun's words slapping him awake. "Please tell me you're joking, Changkyun-ah."
"I think Hoseok-hyung's going to love it." He lets his eyes leave his phone for a second, checking to see the look on Hyunwoo's face.
"You little-"
"I'm kidding! No Mariachi band. I figured you'd want it just to be you and Hoseok-hyung, so I just prepared a mixtape with the help of Mr. Joohoney right here," Changkyun pats an unsuspecting Jooheon on the back. "All they need to do is play it for you."
"Oh. That was for this?" Jooheon's lying on Minhyuk's lap, still clueless. "But what exactly is this?"
"It's for my proposal. To Hoseok."
The room sees Minhyuk's eyes widen. And everyone prepares themselves for what is to come. "What! What proposal? You never said anything about it. Hyung. I could've helped you with it. I have so many ideas for this. Oh, my God. I am devastated."
Hyunwoo cuts off Minhyuk's rambling with a simple "But you did help me. I have the perfect ring for Hoseok thanks to you."
"Awww. Hyung!" Minhyuk gets up from his seat and runs to Hyunwoo's side, giving him a big hug. "You didn't tell me that appointment was for an engagement ring! I could've gotten that appointment way earlier!"
"It's fine, Minhyukkie," Hyunwoo chuckles, giving Minhyuk a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Just getting me that appointment was more than enough."
"Sorry to ruin the moment," even though Hyungwon did just that, "but is it safe to assume that everything's ready to go?"
"Yup. The only thing needed to complete this plan is Hoseok himself." Hyunwoo smiles to himself, imagining Hoseok's reaction to what he has prepared.