big hero six was close to china line’s heart as they saw glimpses of their friends in each character - soonyoung as fred; the a loveable weirdo, baymax who reminded them of themselves for they pride in taking care of people mentally and physically, wonwoo’s personality which was on par with tadashi; calculating in the best way possible (reminding everyone that without the guy, they wouldn’t know each other), hiro’s likeability reminded them of mingyu and jihoon’s adorably intimidating face reminded them of gogo.

“when hiro inserted the bad guy card on baymax, it definitely reminded me of jihoon’s level of violent tendencies when he’s around soonyoung!” wonwoo said, making even jihoon laugh.

soonyoung merely smirked and replied with, “yeah well none of you know how great is when jihoon gets all hot and bothered so who’s the real loser here?”

it came with no surprise when jihoon pinched soonyoung’s ears and dragged them ahead of the group to most likely scold him for being ‘mannerless, erted and an idiot’.

the rest of the group were laughing as they made their way down the stairs when junhui and minghao asked, “how did you like it, mingyu-yah?”

before mingyu could even think of a response, a voice that sounded like his childhood repeated his name, “mingyu? kim… kim mingyu?”

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jihoon and soonyoung had finally stopped bickering, walking too far ahead as evidently shown by the lack of others following.

jihoon sighed and decided to call them, feeling his front and back pocket empty, he sighed.

“i left my god damn phone inside the god damn theatre”

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the feeling that mingyu was experiencing at the sound of someone repeating his name was nothing like butterflies. it was a double decker bus of guilt hitting him at 100mph.

looking around at his new group of friends and wonwoo’s confused faces; mingyu knew he had no other choice but to respond. 

“seokmin-ssi, have you been well?”

it calmed mingyu down, seeing seokmin still sport his signature cf-worthy smile.

“i don’t think it’s quite fair to refer to your childhood friend and former lover as ‘seokmin-ssi’, mingoo!” seokmin’s voice was teasing but it felt as if seokmin might as well have poured a drink over mingyu’s head at the a cafe like those chick flicks they used to love.

(if mingyu had been watching wonwoo, he would’ve seen the other’s face display a variety of emotions such as sadness, jealousy and defeat)

junhui watched wonwoo’s and mingyu’s reaction and decided to save their newest kid, “hello, i’m wen junhui, but feel free to call me jun. it’s nice to make another friend today!”

“and my name’s xu minghao, and this is jeon wonwoo!” wonwoo faked a smile and shook seokmin’s hand when he was introduced.

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soonyoung stomped his feet like a toddler when lee jihoon said that he was ‘not allowed’ to come with him for his ‘lack of manners’.

so he did the second best thing he could do, to buy as much as seems sanely possible from the good people who had the sense to hire the love of his life.

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jihoon made it back to the cinema in time to see wonwoo shaking an unknown person (who seemed all too familiar)’s hand. it was irritating jihoon to see mingyu so fidgety, a habit he worked out to be brought on by discomfort. 

deciding to prioritise his beloved mobile phone over an awkward looking meeting, jihoon made his way to the counter.

jihoon was met with a mop of black hair on top of the table. unsure at which approach would be quiet, jihoon opted for tapping the mop on the sleeping figure.

a couple of taps triggered a movement which jihoon would guess was to shake him off, which only prompted jihoon to chuckle quietly to himself and continuing poking the sleeping employee.

frankly, it was tiring to poke a stubborn mop, so jihoon put plan b into motion. plan b... it was risky at best - hence why it wasn’t plan a. for one; the noise result could be considerably high, defeating all of his efforts. however, a mission is a mission. and so jihoon tickled the employees neck.

the plan worked as the mop revealed a face so funny and familiar… oh my god. however, his head was tilted back and his expression so sour and comical.

jihoon felt bashful but he couldn’t help but laugh at the scene he created.

the employee (who unfortunately bore no name tag in his chest) seemed to finally realise that he was on the receiving end of laughter as he straightened himself out and suddenly realised that the person in front of him was none other than the protagonist of his daydreams for the past couple of days.

seungcheol’s eyes widened before scattering all over the place, “uh… erm… well, um… hello.”

“hello, i’ve just come back because i’m 95% sure that i left my phone somewhere in screen 6?” jihoon asked with what he thought was a calm exterior, but he was sure his heart was beating ever so loudly that it would’ve been nearly impossible for the other to miss it.

“i was born in 1995” seungcheol was not quite sure why he was speaking utter rubbish when he’d been employed at the exact place for 2 years without even stuttering once.

there was no stopping the giggle that came out at the taller’s quirkiness, “and i, in 1996…”

seungcheol had to restrict himself from squealing at the other’s cuteness, “oh, screen 6? i’ll help you look for it! hold on a minute, let me find the new guy.”

a minute later, the person who was speaking to jihoon’s friend appeared with jihoon’s favourite employee, thankfully without his friends.

“hello, i’m seokmin! good luck with finding your phone!” 

as soon as the other introduced himself, a lightbulb in lee jihoon’s mind. so this was the giant’s past…

“ah, i’m jihoon. nice to meet you!” seokmin smiled in reply; the smile that mingyu always bragged was worthy of a colgate advert, and so the giant was right.

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once soonyoung was convinced that he had shown enough appreciation to seventeen staples, he rang wonwoo.

“yah, where are you all? i bought presents!”

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thankfully, screen 6 was not far away. seungcheol’s hand kept grazing jihoon’s and his heart could not calm down. 

“oh, i forgot to introduce myself! my name’s choi seungcheol.”

jihoon smiled at him, “nice to meet you seungcheol-ssi! i actually think i met you before, but… informally?”

“you remember me?” his heart sighed in relief that he was not forgotten, “honestly… i was kind of disappointed when seokmin was introduced as the new employee instead of you… i mean, it’s probably because… he… seokmin isn’t that bad, he just isn’t cute?”

jihoon laughed, wondering if the other was hinting that he thought jihoon was cute. “good thing seokmin’s too optimistic to care about whether or not you think he’s cute?”

“you know seokmin? ohm y god.” seungcheol looked genuinely sorry that jihoon couldn’t help but coo internally.

“kind of? well, i think indirectly would be a better way to describe it. it’s a long story which isn’t mine to tell..”

they entered the theatre and seungcheol turned to jihoon, “do you which seat you were sat in?”

jihoon thought for a moment, “not off the top of my head? i just know it was around the top tiers because soonyoung likes it up there…”

seungcheol wondered if the name belonged to the bright blonde who held hands with the other earlier and felt disheartened once again.

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“soonyoung, i… what the?!” wonwoo looked around, seeing the others presents and then his own.

mingyu had received a small camera, junhui and minghao a filofax each for their busy lives and wonwoo got a cardboard box.

“be thankful i didn’t go by the covered market and get you a big fish and a little fish alongside your cardboard box!”

A/N: thank u for all the kind words from the other chapter, you guys motivated me to write another chapter! i shall work hard to give y'all another chapter before friday! i have to work a lot because infinite are coming to london 2 days after my bday and i'm planning to go to south korea next year! thank-you for reading, commenting, subbing, loving!