Winrina Drabbles

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This has to be my most loved drabble ever written. I hope you enjoy this!

Song List (in no particular order)
1. Better - Zayn
2. Find U Again - Mark Ronson ft. Camila Cabello
3. Cheating on You - Charlie Puth
4. Always Remember Us This Way - Lady Gaga
5. It's You - Zayn
6. Anyone - Justin Bieber
7. Flight of the Stars - Zayn

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The buzz of the crowd still rang in her ears even though the concert had ended hours ago. It was a sensation that followed her despite being on stage for years, a sensation that filled her with a surge of pride and achievement. She would suddenly feel that thrill in her veins when her mind decides to wander off on its own; it didn't matter if she would be lying in bed, sitting with her guitar while writing a song, or being pushed up against the wall with hands wandering her torso.

It was the after-party, and Minjeong decided that she's seen enough of her crew getting wasted, so when a pretty girl suddenly grabs her, she doesn't resist being pulled into some dark room. She needed to feel something else, anything that could fill that hollow in her chest, and maybe making out with a stranger could do just that. It was a temporary fix; Minjeong knew that too well. Whoever this was wasn't the first and certainly won't be the last.

Lips were nipping on her skin and nails dragging along her thighs, and Minjeong gives into the zone of incoming pleasure, but she never gets there. The lights flicker on, and the body pulls away from her, the stifling AXE body spray invading her senses. A strong hand snatches her, and soon enough, she finds herself in the elevators.

"You should really stop doing that. I might have a heart attack next time." The vexation that laced Han's voice has Minjeong breaking into a smile.

"I'm just trying to have some fun."

"Wasn't dinner already fun?"

"How is seeing everybody drink until they drop any fun? I've seen it a hundred times."

"I could ask the same about sneaking off into dark rooms with strangers," Han gives her look. "Seriously, stop disappearing on me! My job is always on the line whenever you do!"

"Hey, I make sure never to wander that far."

"Right."

The elevator doors slide open, and they walk out into the quiet hall. Han wanted to say more, the way his mouth constantly opened and closed gave it away, yet Minjeong doesn't say anything, wanting to bask longer in the newfound silence. They stop in front of a room, Han sliding the keycard to unlock and hands it over to her.

"It—It was convenient to have the party here in the hotel's convention hall."

Minjeong hums, already slipping into the suite. "But not so convenient to find some company."

"You've always got me," Han offers with a nervous smile.

"Not that kind of company," She chuckles. She's about to shut the door, but Han's foot gets in the way.

"Minjeong, I just wanted to say that you've worked hard. I'm proud of you."

"I know. Good night, Oppa."

She doesn't wait to hear his response, already closing the door to his face. Was she allowed to do that to her manager? If it wasn't Han, then maybe not, but the boy has always been too lenient with her. Minjeong wanted to see how far his patience would go. Maybe Han didn't want to be that grouchy manager; perhaps it was because of something else.