Kyungoo/fem!Minseok || words: 2268 || part II/III

The dinner was surprisingly interesting, formalities dropped.

Not once did they ran out of topics, their whole conversation revolving around Luhan and Kyungsoo’s nephew, Sehun, back at home. It was rather cute, Kyungsoo thinks, at how Luhan would sometimes whine and lower his head in embarrassment when his mother would openly brag about the child’s achievements. Kyungsoo can’t help but feel a bit surprised. The kid’s an overachiever.

Around the time when Luhan was tucked in bed for the night, they now spend the night talking about how crappy their lives are as they try to empty Minseok’s bottle of scotch. Another surprise for Kyungsoo. He didn’t expect the elder to be a heavy drinker.

“That was before.” She waves away. “I used to finish eight bottles of soju –“ Kyungsoo’s eyes went wide. Is she even human, he thought. He couldn’t even get past two bottles. “But when I married Luhan’s father, it reduced to one.” She chuckles softly. “Guy’s not a fan of liquor.”

Kyungsoo tips his drink in his mouth, wincing at the slight burn down his throat. “Well, I have nothing against drinking. But my brother-in-law’s kind of against anything that’s bad for your health so we try to stay away from these… kind of things.”

“Kind of reminds me of Jongin.” Minseok smiles, tracing her finger on the rim. “Though he collects these…” She gestures to an old bottle of half full scotch. “He doesn’t drink them.”

“Jongin.” Kyungsoo echoes. “Luhan’s father?”

“Yeah.” Minseok smiles wistfully. “The guy’s five years younger than me. We met at one of those dance studios back at the city. He used to be a backup dancer at one of those celebrities.” She furrows her brows. “I forgot who the name is, though.”

“A dancer.” Kyungsoo raised his brows, finding himself growing interested. “Who knew your husband was such an eye candy?”

“Very.” Minseok bobs her head, giggling. “If you can see him back then, the way his body would follow the beat of the music. It’s just so…” She curls her fingers in the air and bites her lower lip. “Like that…”

Kyungsoo throws his head back and laughs. “Well, I’m partly glad that I didn’t. I’m afraid I might swing on the same team if I ever see him.”

“You have no idea.” Minseok giggles, taking another sip of her drink. “It’s a surprise, actually, that he would look at my way. I mean, I’m just contented in looking at him from afar. That guy’s got a ton of admirers. Of course when he asked me out, I was like, oh, . Seriously?!”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise, actually.” Kyungsoo grins. “Anybody would notice you.”

Just like that, Kyungsoo felt his heart accelerate at the sudden proclamation. He can feel the sudden rise of the temperature and the tension, his eyes wide because holy , did he just say it out loud? He’s just being honest, yes, but he doesn’t mean to spit it out loud. He’d rather want to keep it to himself.

Despite that, Minseok raises a brow at him, smiling. “Never took you for a charmer, Kyungsoo.” She taps the table absentmindedly. “It kind of baffles me why your wife would cheat on you, to your best friend of all of people.”

“Believe me, I too am baffled with that.” Kyungsoo mutters, sipping casually on his drink.

“It’s selfish.” Minseok hums. “You can’t expect for her to keep you after fooling around with another. I just don’t get how a human mind works.” She leans her head on her palm. “I mean, I understand that temptations are everywhere. You can’t get rid of that. I admit on having these temptations too when Jongin’s still with me. The only wrong thing about that is when you give in to these said temptations.”

Kyungsoo sighs loudly. “Being married .”

“Yah, not all marriages .” Minseok protests with a laugh. “If you’re pointing fingers, it’s your wife that .” Another loud laugh. “It’s her fault for not keeping control of her hyperactive vagi-“

“Okay, you’re clearly drunk, Minseok.” Kyungsoo laughs and swoops in to take her glass on her grasp. Minseok whines. “I think it’s time for you to go to bed.” Minseok whines some more, when Kyungsoo pulls her up and gently guides her up to what looks like the master’s bedroom.

The night ended with Kyungsoo walking back to the cottage after deeming Minseok asleep, checking Luhan in his slumber and locking the Kim’s door securely.

The next morning, Kyungsoo was a little worried about how Minseok was sporting that supposed hangover only to gape in surprise at the sight of the woman waving happily at her son as Luhan steps inside the bus with a smile on his face, waving at his mother for later.

Kyungsoo blinks twice.

“Ah, Kyungsoo!” Minseok waves at him. Kyungsoo waved back after a few seconds of processing. He watches as she approached where he’s standing, her curls bouncing a bit in every step. “I’m so sorry for what happened last night.”

“It was nothing.” Kyungsoo grins. “It’s been a while since I last talked with someone interesting.”

Another slip up. Kyungsoo’s eyes went wide. Okay, goddammit, Kyungsoo. Why can’t you hold your tongue whenever you talk to someone attractive – wait, did he just admit he finds Kim Minseok attractive? Not that she’s not attractive because she is very, very attractive – beautiful, so, so pretty that Kyungsoo feels like he’s back on being a schoolboy who’s in front of his first crush. But he won’t admit that because it might scare the latter off especially since he just got divorced and now he’s moving on far too quickly. That’d be weird.

“Wow, I never knew I’m… interesting.” Minseok furrows her brows before giggling. “Anyways, have you eaten bre –“

“Would you like to eat breakfast with me?” Kyungsoo blurts out. “I mean, I’m not that great of a cook but I just thought about sharing with you and Luhan since I somehow, well, accidentally made too much omelet for myself but then Luhan’s out for school so –“

Minseok laughs. “You’re rambling, Kyungsoo.”

“Uh, I –“ Kyungsoo clears his throat and rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment. “I-I’m sorry.”

Minseok laughs again, this time, reaching out to give Kyungsoo’s arm a light punch. The touch was short, but it still managed to make him feel fluttery. “Breakfast would be lovely, Kyungsoo. How about you set up the place while I go back and take whatever’s left back at our table, yeah?”

“That would be –“ Kyungsoo nods eagerly, his face lighting up with a smile. “Yes, yes! I’ll do that.”

“Great.” She grins. “I’ll come knocking by your back door later.”

After a lively breakfast, Kyungsoo finds himself working side by side with Minseok on his backyard, who now looks like someone actually lives there for years unlike yesterday. He notices that Minseok is a quick worker. She doesn’t like to procrastinate, something that he admires her for because he’s one of those procrastinators himself, but she always ends the job efficiently and surely.

“These flowers are very pretty.” Minseok says in awe. “I take it they’re your mother’s?”

“Mom used to take care of them.” Kyungsoo grins. “I remember getting a scolded when I accidentally ran over them once. Mom was very scary when she’s angry.”

“Well, they’re absolutely gorgeous.” She coos. “I always fail on taking care of flowers. I don’t know if I’m unlucky or flowers doesn’t seem to like me.” She shrugs.

Kyungsoo purses his lips, thinking for a moment, before smiling down at her. “Then why don’t you help me take care of them, then? Believe me, I have zero percent of knowledge when it comes to gardening so your help is much needed.”

And just like that, Kyungsoo’s breath hitches at the sight of Minseok beaming up at him. “I’d love to.”

It was a start of a beautiful friendship.

Well, that was until two weeks later when Luhan suddenly pops out behind him from the car asking, “Do you like my mum?”

Kyungsoo nearly lost control of the steering wheel upon hearing that. It was a good thing that he’s the only car in the road this morning. Kyungsoo takes a deep breath and exhales loudly, focusing back on the road in front of him. It was a request from Luhan that he wanted to go to school by Uncle Kyungsoo’s car, and because Kyungsoo got a soft spot for the kid, he immediately agreed.

This isn’t what he expected to happen, though.

“Luhan, get back on your seat and use a seatbelt, please.” Kyungsoo said, taking a quick glance at the pouting boy behind him. Luhan nodded and sits back on the backseat, pulling the belt on him.

“I’m not blind, you know.” Luhan mutters, arms crossed against his chest. “I can see you making goo-goo eyes with mum. You don’t have to deny it from me.”

Kyungsoo blinks twice. “Err, goo-goo eyes?”

Luhan huffs. “You’re not the only one who likes mum, you know.” His legs started to sway back and forth, left and right leg alternating. “Teacher Heechul likes her, too but I don’t like him so mum rejected him. Then there’s this cranky ajusshi and that handsome model from the city. Then – then in the end, mum told me that she’ll just focus on me.”

“Oh.”

Luhan lights up. “But you’re different, Uncle. I’m okay with you dating mum. I don’t really mind.”

Kyungsoo flashes a smile at the smaller. “I uh – thank you, Luhan, b-but I really –“

“It’s okay!” Luhan gives him a thumbs up. “I like you very much, Uncle Kyungsoo! Please take care of both mum and I!”

With ears tinge pink, Kyungsoo lowers himself from the driver’s seat. This is the first time in many years he got embarrassed from just a kid.

 “So, how are you enjoying your mini-vacation so far?”

Kyungsoo chuckles. “I’m fine. Great, actually. It’s been a long time since I felt relaxed my whole life.”

A hum. “Lucky, you. On the other hand, I realized once again why we both despised running this.” A giggle. “But on the good side, Channie and I’s life spiced a bit. Did you know that –”

Hearing that made him groan. “Oh, god. You did not just –“ He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “That’s mahogany, dammit!” He kept on whining and complaining on the phone as his sister laughs that he missed the person calling him over and over from the kitchen.

“Kyungsoo, didn’t you hear what I just – oh, you’re on the phone.” Minseok backs away with an apologetic smile on her face. “I’m sorry. Please, carry on.”

There was a suggestive hum. “Who was that, Kyungsoo-yah?”

“Uh, she –“

“A she?!” A giggle. “My, my, Kyungsoo.”

Kyungsoo slaps his hand on his face and slowly drags it down. “Listen, noona. I need to go. I’ll talk to you whenever.”

“Wait, Kyungsoo! You have to tell me about that –“

Kyungsoo groans.

What is wrong with the people in the world?

Recently, Luhan’s been talkative nowadays.

“Uncle Kyungsoo, will you spend dinner with us?”

“Will you join us for lunch, Uncle Kyungsoo?”

“Uncle Kyungsoo, go ahead and sit next to mum. I don’t really mind. I’ll just sit next to her other side.”

“Uncle Kyungsoo! Let’s go out to play on the river!”

Not that Kyungsoo mind, in fact he loves the added attention given to him by the smaller. Luhan actually is very active, which explains why the little one was an overachiever and very famous in their school, not to mention talented too. (He once sang along with Kyungsoo when a Taylor Swift song came on once.) It wasn’t a surprise why Minseok was so proud of her son.

And yes, let’s not forget that he’s so energetic.

“Luhan’s much attached to you lately.” Minseok grins at him. “I’m kind of jealous. Lately, your name always pops out of the kid’s mouth.”

“Ah, I see.” Kyungsoo clears his throat and lowers his head in embarrassment, ears turning pink.

“And about last night.” She pauses for a moment, looking at him with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry about how Luhan behaved during the movie night. I swear that kid,” And Kyungsoo stops for a moment when he heard Minseok’s uncertain laugh or was it a nervous laugh, he doesn’t know. “I mean, he’s really dead on forcing us together, you know?” Another laugh. “I uh, I’m really sorry if ever –“

“I don’t really mind.”

Kyungsoo’s eyes went wide once again. Damn, seriously? He swears his mouth has its own brain or something. He mentally sighs. But since he’s already here…

“I don’t really mind,” Kyungsoo shrugs. “With the idea of us together, I mean.”

Minseok furrowed her brows but she was smiling. “I don’t understand. Can you please explain more?”

“I’m saying that,” Kyungsoo shoves his hands in his pockets, looking down for a moment before lifting his face up to meet the elder’s eyes. “Would you like to go out with me?”

Minseok blinks twice for a moment, giggling yet her eyes were wide in disbelief. Her giggles eventually stopped, her expression mischievous. “What if I say no?”

Kyungsoo grins. “I’m a very persuasive person, Minseok-sshi.” He winks.

“Well, then.” Minseok grabs Kyungsoo by the elbow to pull him close. She smirks. “Show me.”

a/n: once again this is unbeta’d || master coconut is so sorry for the mistakes || part III will be up soon