ONESHOTS || MEANIE ● WONMIN

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"Have you seen Wonwoo?"

"Wonwoo hyung? No, I haven't seen him. He's probably still in class, right?"

"His class ended an hour ago. I've been texting him this whole time, but he hasn't even read any of them yet."

"Dude, chill. You're acting like he's your boyfriend or something."

Well, that's the thing here...

I am his boyfriend.

It happened last week when I drunkenly confessed to him, and somehow he agreed to date me.

I was overjoyed. I felt like the luckiest man when I had the Jeon Wonwoo agree to be my boyfriend.

My drunken state didn't stop me from remembering every detail of that night, so I'm confident as hell that I didn't imagine the whole thing.

The morning after just proved that I wasn't being delusional.

"You up?"

Wonwoo hyung's voice rang in my ears the moment my eyes started to blink open. I was still a bit hazy, probably a little hungover, but the memories of the night before quickly flooded in, and I instantly looked up to see a smiling Wonwoo.

My heart did a flip, maybe even two. If last night had been some kind of dream, then Wonwoo wouldn't be looking at me so fondly like this, right?

But I still had to make sure.

"Hyung? Last night...did something happen?"

"Don't tell me you don't remember anything?"

"I remember confessing and you saying yes—was that not a dream?"

Wonwoo's smile grew wider as he played with the strands of my hair. The rhythm of his heartbeat was audible from how close I was, leaning on his chest. I was practically using the guy as a pillow at this point.

"Did you want it to be?"

"No!!! I want it to be real. I want to be your boyfriend, hyung...will you be mine?"

Wonwoo hyung merely nodded. I almost squeezed the guy out of all the air in his lungs from how excited I was.

I couldn't wait to tell our friends.

To go on dates.

To give each other nicknames.

To hold hands.

To cuddle.

To...kiss...and maybe even more.

Inside, I was just a squealing, love-stricken teenage boy, and I couldn't be happier. To hell with what people would say when they saw me ogling Wonwoo with my eyes.

He's my boyfriend now, so I'd get to do what I want.

Well, that's what I thought.

Since then, I barely even saw the guy on campus. It was like he was actively avoiding me. It didn't help that we were in different departments. Finding him was almost impossible—well, almost.

"Got ya~"

"Mingyu?"

I pulled him into an empty room in the department, making sure no one was inside. I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself once I had him all to myself.

"What are you doing here?"

His wide eyes scanned me up and down, as if I were someone who'd lived in a foreign country or something and made a surprise visit to him here in Korea.