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"Do you think they noticed?" Mingi whispered, body plastered on the door with his arms outstretched.
"No dumbass, now get off the door and just lock it like a normal person." Yunho answered, frustrated that he had to deal with the blockhead for the next 30 minutes.
Mingi did as he was told, carefully peeling his body off the door and turning the lock as slowly as possible to avoid the inevitable piercing click that comes with it. He did so with bated breath, that his tongue was sticking out. In concentration of course.
"Would you hurry up!" Exclaimed Yunho in a whisper startling Mingi, making him turn the lock abruptly and fall to the ground with a loud thud.
"Shoot! Now they definitely heard the lock click," he said annoyed that his stealth plan was ruined by Yunho’s lack of patience.
"Yeah, like the click was louder than your thud." Yunho deadpanned, ignoring the former's lamentations of his stealth plan gone wrong.
The room they were in was fairly small. Well at least that was what Yunho would like to believe. Finding that thing would be easy right?
Wrong!
It's been 25 minutes! Yunho thought, exasperated as he rummaged through the closet and every drawer, even going all the way crouching down, crawling around, and looking under the carpeted floors. Searching every crook and corner. Still no sign of th-
"Found it!"
He sat up from his position from searching under the nightstand and found Mingi with the missing ring clutched tightly between his thumb and index finger. A wide grin plastered on his disgustingly handsome boyish fac- what?!
No. Yunho had to shake his head out for that extremely intrusive thought.
"Gimme that" he let out rather harshly which left Mingi wide-eyed and perplexed.
"What did I do now?"
The obvious pout on his voice and lips made all the blood boil in Yunho’s system even more. "It's because of you that I lost it!"
"And it's because of me that you found it!"
Here they go again. Never was there a moment in time that the two of them communicated with each other, without having to quarrel. That it has been a common spectacle for their friends, families, and even teachers at school that they just continue with their lives. Completely ignoring the two.
"Well, thank you! For your service!" Yunho sarcastically added, pulling a trigger on Mingi’s head.
"You know what? Smartass!," Mingi taunted standing to his full height, which is fairly the same height as Yunho's, "if you weren't so horrible with your hand-eye coordination, you wouldn't have lost it in the first place!"
"And whose great thinking was it to recklessly open a door not having thought that maybe " oh, there must be someone inside, considering it's not my own room!"" Yunho countered poorly mimicking Mingi’s voice.
"I. Do. Not. Sound like that!"
"Yes. You. Do!"
He does.
They continue to fight with each other, throwing all sorts of insults. Mostly childish. Just. Childish. Like "You can't even handle hot peppers" or "You walk like an injured duck" to an "Oh Yeah? Well you always trip even when there's nothing to trip on!"
And before they even knew it, a knock came on Yunho’s door to which Mingi unlocked and opened politely. But not before giving Yunho a pointed look that says *did you hear that click sound? It was freaking loud!* that Yunho had to roll his eyes for the man-child's pettiness.
"I hope you don't mind," His mother's head popped in to his room, "but, it's been 50 minutes. And I think it's about time your brother get on one knee."
Yunho sighed and threw the velvet box he had in his jean pockets to Mingi, who caught it effortlessly with one hand, and swiftly put the found ring into the box before giving it to Yunho’s mother with a smile.
Dumb charmer.
"Thank you boys." She said sweetly and closed the door.
The latter fell face first to his bed with a groan.
"Hey, don't you want to... Go and see your brother propose?" Mingi asked, voice a little softer.
"No." Yunho answered, voice muffled from the sheets.
"Well I better go then…. and witness the event,"
Mingi said without a trace of sarcasm and went to leave the room.
"Whatever."
Drained from all the night's drama, from losing his brother's engagement ring to pretending like nothing happened, to escaping from everyone's sight, to looking for the missing ring, to actually finding it, to noticing his childhood frenemy has grown up handsomely, to fighting with him again. Because he just could not stand him. At all. That he failed to notice the hesitation on Mingi’s voice and the way he lingered by the door for a while. Just staring at him, before closing the door. Silently.