The rest of the night flew by, everyone helping with preparing the ramen, singing to Yeosang's playlist instead of watching a movie. Once the ramen was on the stove and cooking, Mingi and Yeosang moved on to making the fried chicken, San helping to slice and clean it, while Seonghwa worked on the veggies.
Yeonjun had brought a foosball table to the living room, pulling away the book shelves to reveal a full sized theater tv screen so they could rest after making the ramen noodles. It needed a lot of arm strength.
"You did not," Mingi said, with his mouth falling open alongside Jongho's. "Oh I did," Yeonjun smiled, wiggling his eyebrows. Wooyoung was the first to applaud, not having left San's side since they got back. He had found every and any excuse to stay with him, sitting on the kitchen stool next to him watching him cook with rolled up sleeves. In the moment he looked more like husband material than boyfriend material. Hongjoong had a front seat to Wooyoung staring at San with heart eyes, sitting next to him. He took out his phone, taking a ton of photos of San.
"Romance, horror, or a classic we've watched a million times?" Yeonjun asked, Mingi and Jongho sharing a look. "I think romance would be nice," Mingi said, knowing that they both had their share of horror today. Yeonjun was feeling the same way, happy that Mingi chose it for him.
"How about Yeonjun mirrors his phone onto the screen and we see his gallery?" Yeosang asked, Seonghwa holding back his smile. Brilliant. Pure genius. He needed to see this. Everyone looked at Yeosang's back as he beat up the eggs, turning around to look at all of them. Yeonjun looked betrayed, Jongho taking Yeonjun's phone before he could delete anything. It counted as horror, except only for Yeonjun.
"As long as we get to see yours next," Yeonjun said, not disagreeing. Sure he had a lot of incriminating things on there but nothing that he didn't know Yeosang also had. Yunho went for the microwavable popcorn, throwing a bag in there and hitting the popcorn button as he waited.
Yeosang pocked the side of his cheek with his tongue, holding back a smile. Everyone waited for Yeosang's response, his decision being the matter of quality entertainment and simple entertainment. Yeosang only nodded, not remembering what he had in his gallery anyway. Plus his friends didn't judge so no matter what he had in there it would be fine.
"YEEES!! Thank you," Jongho said, handing Yeonjun his phone back. There was going to be some piping hot tea, Jongho doing a little happy dance. Yeonjun immediately connected to the TV, a picture of them as his home screen, everyone gasping.
"Yeonjun you know how old that photo is?" Wooyoung asked, looking at his younger self. He had blonde hair back then, Yeosang having light brown hair. Mingi had blue highlights, Yunho's hair was blue, and Jongho's was a dirty blonde. "At least 3 years old," Yeonjun said, looking at his own hair that was short. Aw pre-heartbreak him was so cute.
"Screenshots first," Mingi said, Yeonjun laughing and hiding his face. "Prepare to be disappointed," Yeonjun said, clicking on his screenshots folder. "I deleted the good stuff on the plane." San smiled when he saw baby Wooyoung with blonde hair. He grew more beautiful than he was back then. "Let's begin, this is a screenshot of the file I was supposed to turn in last week," Yeonjun said. He had no idea if he had some spicy photos, not thinking about it too much since it was too late to delete them anyway.
Hongjoong took this as a good time to nudge Wooyoung gently on the shoulder to get his attention. "Here you go," Hongjoong said quietly, handing the phone to Wooyoung. Wooyoung grew a little shy, looking at the photos and video of San cooking. His demon's hair fell into his face perfectly, falling to the side when he looked up with a smile when he saw a younger him. His smile was softer, his eyes showing a hints of gold.
