ONESHOTS || MEANIE ● WONMIN

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"You have one?"

"Yeah. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing. It's just cause I didn't expect you to have one."

"It was a drunk mistake. Never really planned to have one. But I kinda liked it. The artist did well with it too."

"How long ago was this?"

"Hmmm maybe 3 years?"

"And I never knew???"

"Well you never asked."

"You got a point there. Sooooo would you mind being my model for my project?"

"Sure why not. I'll be done with my shift by 7. You good with that?"

"Yeah yeah that's great."

"Okay then. See you tomorrow."

Mingyu watches as his close friend of 5 years, Wonwoo, stands up from his seat and walks off into the distance. He stays there, seated, feeling a bit conflicted, as he dwells on what Wonwoo just told him. He thought he knew everything about the guy, turns out he didn't. He sucks his teeth at the possibility that Wonwoo has more secrets he's keeping from him. The idea of that being true left a bad taste in Mingyu's mouth.

"Eyyyy Kim Mingyu what's up?" Mingyu felt a slap on his back. He glares at his overly happy friend who remained unbothered by Mingyu's scowl.

"What the heck Hoshi? That hurt."

Hoshi plops down on Wonwoo's former seat and just rolls his eyes at Mingyu. "You're such a big cry baby Mingyu. So, find a model for that last project of yours yet?"

"Yeah I just did."

Hoshi picks up on Mingyu's sullen expression. "You don't seem too happy though. Why? Is there something wrong with the model?"

"It's Wonwoo." Mingyu silently said, expecting Hoshi to be just as surprised as he was.

"Shoot, forgot he had one." Hoshi calmly replied.

Mingyu's eyes widened and stared at Hoshi. "Wait, you knew? Since when?"

Hoshi jolts at Mingyu's loud voice. Surprised as he rarely saw his friend act like this in the first place. "Hey calm down. People are staring. You're acting like I said something crazy."

Mingyu takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair. The fact that his idiot friend here knows about it first was making Mingyu even more pissed for some reason.

"Since when did you know?"

Hoshi cups his face with both his hands and places his elbows on the table between them. He pouts as he ponders over when this all happened.

"Was it 3 years ago? We were drinking back then and totally just blacked out. The morning after that, we just had them."

"Wait wait wait, so the person you told me you had a matching tattoo with was--- WONWOO HYUNG???" Mingyu stood up from his seat. Hands firmly planted on the table as he stared down on Hoshi, who was at this point, lowkey cowering in fear.

Hoshi swallows a lump in his throat and tries to calm his somehow agitated friend. "Bro chill. What are you getting up for? People might think you're interrogating me or something." He motions for Mingyu to sit back and when he does, slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't you tell me this?" Mingyu's voice started to sound small. His face, a mixture of annoyance and hurt. Though the latter was never picked up by Hoshi.

"Awww are you jealous that we got matching tattoos without you?" Hoshi merely teased. Unaware that Mingyu wanted to smack him in the face at that moment.