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[ c - boogyu ] "are you okay?"

TAG: "are you okay?"
"no, but a kiss would help,"

boogyu joke around a bit. mingyu does a little too much for seungkwan's liking

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seungkwan walks down a dim corridor. it's late into the night when he's called to meet mingyu at the practice room. he reaches the room and it's so dark in there. "mingyu-hyung?..." he flicks on the lights and something skids across the floor. his heart races as the door shuts.

his heartbeat is an irregular rhythm thrumming in his ears at max volume. "where is he?" staying at a corner, seungkwan pulls his phone out to text mingyu. it delivers, but isn't read. mingyu's status reads his last seen to be an hour ago.

where is he?

seungkwan's palms grow sweaty as his anxieties rise higher and higher. the covered mirrors mock him with some sort of movement. it fucking sucks to be here, but mingyu wants him here so he'll wait for him to come. "i might as well practice...?" he mumbles.

flinging back one side of the main mirror's curtains, seungkwan stares at his puffy eyes. he's not been able to sleep for a few days now, with mingyu ignoring him recently. they got into some petty fight that neither want to talk about, so seungkwan was surprised when mingyu texted him. he assumed it was to talk their problem out, but also doubted the location.

in any case, seungkwan reaches for the other curtain to drag back. but something reaches from behind and grabs his hand, making him let out a stream of screams and fall to the floor. he skids his way to the other end of the room before aiming for the door.

but a familiar laughter rings from behind the curtain and mingyu's bare face pops out. seungkwan has a hand to his quickly rising and falling chest, still shocked. he can't process that it's mingyu laughing his ass off.

when he does though, he grows angry. his heartbeat isn't calming down anytime soon.

without a sound from seungkwan except deep breathing, mingyu ends his laughing session. "boo! haha! that was pretty funny, don't you think?"

seungkwan stays silent, fuming internally.

he gets off the floor in silence and slams the practice room door shut behind him. he heads back to the dorms and awaits mingyu's apology.

back in the practice room, mingyu stays dumbfounded. soonyoung emerges from the other set of curtains with a shocked expression on his face, "was it too far?" mingyu arranges the curtains back, "i... don't know." he chews on his fingernails. soonyoung pouts, "maybe you go back to the dorms first, i'll look after everything." mingyu does.

arriving at home, only seungkwan's room light is off and the door shut. activities are still happening around the place so mingyu makes a beeline for the door. he knocks.

"who is it?"

"it's me,"

a pause, "go away. don't talk to me."

"come on, seungkwan-ah. it was a prank!... don't be so sensitive about it-"

seungkwan flings open the door, stares mingyu down for five seconds, and pulls him into the room. he locks the door.

in his orange print pajamas, he looks like the least threatening thing ever. mingyu almost has to laugh but seungkwan's serious stare shut him up quickly.

"sensitive? you want to talk about being sensitive? how was it being sensitive three days ago, hm?"

mingyu sighs, "i wanted to talk to you about it today-"

"and you opened with a prank? hyung, seriously!" seungkwan's dumbfounded.

"and you know how much i hate horror stuff, so why did you think it was a bright idea to do that?" he scolds. silence.

"it was just a prank, seungkwan. don't get so serious about it-"

"'don't get so serious'~" seungkwan mocks, "i'm tired of this, hyung! it's like you don't know me! i seriously hate you so much."

mingyu knows he's fucked up now. seungkwan rarely ever says he hates people, especially to their face. mingyu's dug himself a hole so deep.

he sighs, handing his head in shame, "i'm sorry, kwan-ah." he apologises quietly. "and sorry for lashing out at you that day. i didn't mean to... i was so stressed. either way you didn't deserve that, so i'm sorry." mingyu got down to bow but seungkwan rushed to stop him, "n-no...! don't- you don't have to do that,"

he helps mingyu stand up, "i-i accept."

mingyu initiated a hug from their close distance and seungkwan is all too willing to fall into it. he fits perfectly under mingyu's chin, which the taller thinks is the most perfect combination of the two of them.

mingyu's hands rest on the small of seungkwan's back and in his hair, softly stroking and playing with the strands.

seungkwan relaxes into mingyu's warm hold. "are you okay now, kwannie?"

clouded with love in his veins, he replies, "hm~ no. but w kiss would help-" before he can retract any of those words, they slip out of his mouth.

"huh?" mingyu wants to make sure he's heard right. "you want a kiss? our kwannie wants a make up kiss?" he chuckles, pinching seungkwan's pink cheeks. seungkwan heats up even more, "f-forget it."

mingyu doesn't. he smiles lovingly, pulls seungkwan in to stare into his eyes. "beautiful." is all he says before gently cupping seungkwan's soft cheeks and pressing their lips together. the shorter is forced into a bit of a tippy toe, but the euphoria is worth it.

seungkwan wraps his arms around mingyu's neck, pulling him closer. they break shortly. "aren't you glad i locked the door?" mingyu hums, just holding seungkwan around the waist. the shorter has his head against mingyu's chest, eyes closed as he hums to the tune of mingyu's heartbeat.