Red Lights | Minho ✓

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Minnie
U drsnk tui mivh
Niw jm hinry

Mimi
Ayo?

Miso's face contorted in disgust. When her phone buzzed she never expected it to be a message from Minho, much less an incomprehensible one at that. She made out the words and immediately regretted it, cringing at the words.

How dare him send that?

Or maybe– Miso paused, pursing her lips to ponder what he could be up to now. Was he trying to ruin her angel reputation? Was he trying to get a reaction out of her? Or was he with someone?

Another ping interrupted her thoughts, making the brunette to roll her eyes. She played with her pen, eyeing what the black haired had sent.

Minnie
Og iys yoi

Forgrt yoi evet saq tjst

Ot wsit
Hwy 🤓

Wrimg emoju 😏"

Mimi
Bitch, get the fuck out.

   Minho squinted his eyes, trying to read what she had texted, laughing to himself when he understood her words. He was about to reply when he heard the door knob creak, he quickly threw his phone under the couch, looking at the younger with wide eyes, trying to look innocent.

"What did you do?"

Minho shook his head, smiling like an angel. Too bad Jisung didn't buy that, he walked over to the couch, spotting the phone and took it out, ignoring Minho's drunk protest. Jisung's brows knitted in confusion before his entire expression changed into an annoyed one.

He quickly typed an apology to Miso, turning off the phone and then properly kept it on the coffee table, Minho mumbling words under his breath.

"I think you should turn in for today," Jisung ruffled his hair, huffing out an exhausted sigh. He pulled the older up, slowly heading to his room.

"Sung, you know I love you, right?"

"Yes."

"So, please can I say something?"

"Yes."

"Can I skip. . .skip sleep, please?"

"No!" Jisung seethed, placing the black haired in his bed, he took off his shoes, shirt and even the rings that adorned his fingers, Minho still protesting. "Pfft, such a baby."

"I'm not a baby," Minho wailed. "And I wanna have-"

"Good night!"

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    "Holy fucking shit!"

Those were the first words he uttered. He buried his fingers in his mop of black hair, hoping that would help him cope with the head hammering headache he had. Minho shut his eyes tight, wincing at the pain. He thought drinking was fun and very good at distracting his thoughts but the hangover he had every damn time, made him think twice.

Minho grudgingly stepped his foot on the cold wooden floor, shuddering at how cold it was. He reached out and grabbed his phone on the night phone, turning it on just to be greeted with a shit load of notifications.

Four (4) message(s) from Sung;
Rise and sunshine Minhoe

I hope you have a terrible headache,
Feel sour and maybe that will
Teach you to not over drink

PS, I hid your painkillers,
So you'd suffer more.

Bye Hyung.

That little shit– Minho bit his lip, wailing at the sudden pang of pain. He ignored that and read the next set of messages he got.

Two (2) message(s) from Chan
Hey Min.

Hope you're okay?

He scoffed at that. He couldn't stay mad at Chan. Heck, he knew the brown haired was only looking out for him, though it always gets annoying and he would never admit to himself that Chan had managed to save him from doing tons of stupid ass things.

Three (3) message(s) from Mimi
Your Hyung is a Dumbass

Tell his drunk ass to get off the phone.

And to get his filthy texts away from me.

Dumbass? Phone? Filthy texts?
Minho back read their conversation, grinning at his drunk messages and how much they annoyed Miso.

Achievement unlocked; Find out what annoys her.

Yes, he was definitely going to use that against her, to be annoying, until she slips up in front of their parents.

The next messages made him pout.

Seventeen (17) missed call(s) from Mum♥

Six (6) message(s) from Mum♥
Min, where are you?
Why aren't you picking your calls?

Don't forget the dinner tonight.
Miso's family will be there.

Hope you were nothing but nice to her.
Have a wonderful day.

Dinner? Oh crap, he totally forgot about that. This was his chance to cancel this before it escalated.

Minho casually threw his phone on the bed– a careless habit he had developed– he stumbled his way to the bathroom, hoping to find the painkillers there and that Jisung was just bluffing.

For a second he considered Chan's idea, but quickly shot it down. For he thought his was better.

Step four; Set Miso up.

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Guess who has orange hair now
Me!!

Just came back from the salon and I'm tired as heck.

Anyways: Question of the day
What's your favourite animal?

(Pls note that no discriminating on someone's opinion or else your comment WILL be removed.)

Thank you!

Anyways hi, how are you?
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Cya💛