"Ah… good everything is in place." Minwoo said to himself, smiling at the new place. Finally it had opened up and he felt satisfied, turning around he saw people chatting and dancing everywhere. Vighulir was in a state of celebration, he wouldn’t be bored here for sure.
"You go talk to him," he encouraged the younger, not really able to give more support unless he would attempt to get some sense into the older demon’s head and everyone knew how that would end. “And if you need me to investigate anything again, just say so. Without a price, this time.” The smile in his voice was obvious, but it faded again as Minwoo inquired about wedding dates — not because the issue bothered him particularly, but because it reminded him of all the things that needed to be taken care of before a wedding could happen.
"No, we didn’t decide on anything yet. Knowing Min Jun, he wouldn’t want a snow wedding either so we might go elsewhere or wait until next year, but I don’t know, we haven’t talked about it. We’ve been kind of busy with other things so far.” Things like royal emperors and mortality and dark angels wanting to kidnap him, but telling Minwoo about Youngmin might not be a good idea right now. “October sounds nice though, doesn’t it? For you, I mean; I get why you wouldn’t want another winter wedding.”
Minwoo sighed, perhaps he had been too quick to throws Jonghyun’s objections out of the window. “Nah, I am not going to spy on him again. We’ve been through that. If I want to know something I should be able to just ask him. Thanks though.” He wanted to ask something else but apart from inhaling to speak he did not say anything.
"Hmm, yeah. I should talk to Jonghyun about that too. And- ah well you will be my best man, right?"
"Oh I dislike your fiance, trust me." Perhaps not the best response to give, considering the history between hunter and demon, but right now Minwoo literally asked for it. And yet the rest of the other’s words were pretty much lost on him. To be fair, Jaejoong always assumed that Jonghyun had been raised by a demon family his real father had left him with and during his months of research before Jonghyun’s death, the hints of a hunter tragedy had been recorded but never indicated that the demon lived as an orphan from thereon. Not that it changed much about his lack of sympathy for the other. “Well he lived with that name for .. what, fifteen years? Eighteen? Something like that? Maybe he’s attached to it,” Jaejoong suggested with a light shrug that Minwoo wouldn’t be able to see.
"Not to say that I don’t want you to get your way because I think after all the moron put you through, he should agree to whatever you want, but clearly that’s just me and not your fiance. .. He has an adoptive mother?” He found it safe to ask after a few seconds of silence, frowning now. “If you ask like that and based on how I know Jonghyun, I would probably think that, yeah. Wouldn’t he want to invite her, though?”
"I don’t know man. I never asked much more than what I knew from the files you gave me and what dad and mom told me." Minwoo pulled grass from the ground as he spoke, staring at the sky. "Perhaps he is attached to it more than I thought. Ugh I should talk about it to him probably. And indeed, if he wants my dick he takes my name.” Minwoo decided with a firm nod.
"Yeah- he brought me to visit her once. But we never went after nor did he ever speak about her again. I didn’t want to begin about it, especially not in the past months because anything could set him off-" The demon sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Never mind, hey did you already set a date for your wedding? I was thinking to ask Jjong to do it in October this time. Maybe September, I don’t want to wait till Christmas. I don’t want snow.”
”.. Well, if he keeps his last name and your children take on their father’s name — no offense — as they usually do around here, then they would quite obviously be related to Uncle Jaejoong—” A light chuckle interrupted the hunter and he shook his head. “Sorry, couldn’t resist. But really, if it bothers you that much, just keep insisting? He did say that he’s going to think about it, right?” Jaejoong really didn’t want to agree with the other demon although that was apparently exactly what he just did; he was just too honest as that he would allow that bitter notion to influence his response. “Besides, your kids will know if you teach them right from the start. Just as a thought,” he then added, reaching down with one hand to invite the black kitten to come back to him.
"But we are both fathers, why can’t he settle for the double name thing?" Minwoo said, kicking another pebble into the water. "You are absolutely no help, you are supposed to dislike my fiance and agree with me." He threw back at the half human, red eyes darting over his surroundings. "I just want us all to have the same name and he said it was just the name he had gotten from the orphanage. Why would he be sentimental about that?” Minwoo asked, laying back with his head on the soft grass. “Do you think he misses it? I never hear about his adoptive mom anymore. I didn’t want to bring it up but I think she thinks he is sill dead.” Minwoo was silent for a few seconds. “Do you think she thinks hes still dead?”
It was, by all means, not the best thing to do and Jaejoong was painfully aware of this, yet he couldn’t help but let a laugh slip past his lips which had been building up on the back of his tongue all the way through Minwoo’s enraged monologue. He quickly cleared his throat to cover up the sound however, lips pursing in an attempt to keep them closed until he found it safe to speak up. “Tacky, really? Your last name is lovely, he’s clearly a sensitive idiot.” Jaejoong could not not take any opportunity to badmouth the other demon, no matter the issue at hand. “Maybe it’s because name change isn’t really that common around here? I don’t know, he does seem like a .. traditionalist sometimes,” he finished his sentence on a more careful note than planned.
“He is an idiot yes.” Minwoo agreed, sitting down now, glaring at the tentacles of the kraken lazily swinging from side to side. “Don’t laugh. It is not funny, I am not letting him ruin this for me a second time.” Jonghyun was obviously at fault for dying their first try at marriage. The demon narrowed his eyes as Jaejoong continued speaking. “Are you agreeing with him. Is this idiotic sense of wanting to ruin my marriage something related to the last name Kim?!? what will my kids think? WILL THEY BE RELATED TO UNCLE JAEJOONG OR NOT, THEY WON’T KNOW.”
Blinking slowly, the hunter made a point of holding his phone a few centimeters away from his ear as Minwoo all but screeched at him and even startled the small black kitten which had been curled up on Jaejoong’s lap and now escaped to the floor with an offended meowing sound. “.. Min Jun and I have always been in mutual agreement that my name is just fine and doesn’t need to be discussed in our relationship,” he then replied slowly, a little pointed perhaps, but also curious what the blood demon had issues with now. He didn’t have to add that the thought of Jonghyun pissing him off (because the demon was incapable of doing anything right, obviously) sounded a tad too entertaining. “Why?”
"Jonghyun says he wants to keep his stupid name. Who wants to- Well I mean it suits you fine BUT HE IS AN ORPHAN. Not really but he can’t go by ‘son of the guy that tried to kill me’ obviously. BUT HE DOESN’T WANT MY NAME. I am so angry.” Minwoo wheezed, kicking a pebble into the lake. “And I even suggested a double name and all he said he was going to think about it. AND HE SAID MY LAST NAME WAS TACKY.”
"DID YOU DISCUSS YOUR NAME WITH MIN JUN?" Minwoo asked loudly as he called Jaejoong, not saying hi or anything as he wheezed through the device at his blood brother.
"Perfect towel initials?" Next to simply being surprised and not having expected such an answer, another laugh weaved into the older demon’s voice; more genuine this time. While he wouldn’t be easily swayed on the topic — both of them were too stubborn for that and Jonghyun didn’t want it any other way even if this meant lengthy discussions sometimes — he could see that it was something important for the younger, and perhaps it was also a little guilt over his mistreatment from the past year that prompted Jonghyun to stick to his promise of considering it.
For now however he allowed a smile to curl his lips upwards and it was perhaps just a little calculated of him to get up and cross the short distance between them a second later, so that he could tilt Minwoo’s chin up with one hand. He barely gave the other time to look at him however, already leaning in to seal his lips with a kiss. “I love you,” was the quiet response murmured against his mouth then; words, which Jonghyun had not said often ever since the Moonlight Ball but meant all the more sincere when they left his lips. “Even though you have weird marriage ideals that include towel initials.”
Minwoo had been right, the moment he saw Jonghyun his whole body and mind was obsessed with the image and mere presence of the other and he melted into the kiss almost immediately. He sighed and his hands buried themselves into the blonde locks before pulling Jonghyun closer again to kiss him once more. “Yeah, I love you too.” He muttered and nipped on Jonghyun’s lower lip. “Even though you are an asshat sometimes about things that are important to me.”
Minwoo escaped the other and stood up. “I’m going out for a walk. You can have my tea, I forgot the sugar.” He pressed another kiss against the other’s lips. “Stupid.”
“Tacked,” Jonghyun repeated with more emphasis now. “Tacked onto. Your last name connected to my first name. Not tacky. Why would I say I don’t mind your name and then call it tacky, Minwoo seriously.” He gave the younger a skeptical look, yet remained unaffected by the higher-pitched tone of his voice or the obvious meaning behind that reaction; figuring that the best way to calm Minwoo down would be to just not comment on it any further. “And I’m pretty sure you need someone’s written consent before name changes,” he then added with a small snort and set his cup down, legs drawing up to fold under his body.
"Look," a sigh followed. "It’s a really big thing to change names? And I always assumed we’d keep ours, so I hadn’t paid any mind to a different possibility yet and can’t decide on a whim right now." Communication. That was indeed a challenging thing for the blond right now, but he tried. As much as he tried to find a compromise, which was more than he would have been willing to do just a few months ago. “I can think about it?” He now offered, head tilting to the side.
Minwoo remained unhappy as the other tried to reason with him. “I don’t see why you are so insistent on keeping your own name if you are not really connected with it anyway.” He pushed the tea away, he had forgotten to get the sugar and didn’t feel like getting up. “And I could have just made who ever in charge of name changes eyes’ explode. Surely that would have sorted the matter.”
The younger demon huffed, sighed and then gave a short nod. “Sure, you think about it.” Not looking at the blonde because he knew that if he looked at Jonghyun now he would feel his heart jump and love him more than the world in the blink of an eye. Forgetting the whole argument. Instead he glared at the tea, pouting slightly. “I just want to have a perfect family, with a perfect name and perfect towels with our initials.”