ONESHOTS || MEANIE ● WONMIN

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"What the ever-living f*ck is this?"

Wonwoo lifts his blanket to find another man wrapped around his waist, snoozing away without a care in the world.

"The hell is this fucker doing?"

It was still 2 in the morning, and Wonwoo wasn't having it at all. A drunk man in his bed? Yeah, that was the last thing he needed right now.

"Hey fucker. Wake up." Wonwoo tries prying his arms off him, but the half-naked guy is too strong to budge. He pokes his face, only to be met with a groan and an annoyed tsk.

"This little shit." Wonwoo gently knees the man in the stomach. His eyes jerk open, followed by another groan that sounds like it came from his very soul.

"Ugh, what the heck was that for?"

"You're in my bed, ass."

"Huh? Wait, this isn't Hoshi's dorm?"

"It is, but that over there is his bed. Get off before I knee you in the balls this time." Wonwoo points to the bed right across from him. Hoshi was nowhere to be found, probably still out partying before Monday rolls around.

The man glances at the other bed and then looks back at Wonwoo, his eyes pleading.

"Can't I just stay here? Your bed feels a lot more comfortable than his."

"No, I don't even know your name, dude. Why the hell—"

"I'm Kim Mingyu."

"Not the point I'm trying to make here, really."

Wonwoo tries to remove the man's arms again but only feels them tighten around him. Mingyu clearly isn't the type to back down.

"Aww, come on, man. I'm drunk right now. It'll help if I get some good sleep. Lessens the hangover tomorrow."

Wonwoo just smiles at him, though it's painfully obvious that it's fake.

"Does it look like I give a shit? What does your hangover have to do with me?"

Mingyu looks at the pale man. This was probably the first time they'd spoken, even though he's been in this room countless times because he's good friends with Hoshi. The conversation wasn't the kindest, yet it still felt oddly familiar—like how long-time friends would talk to each other. Or at least, that's how Mingyu wants to delude himself into believing.

"Damn, is your tongue always this sharp? I always thought you were the timid type. Never expected you to be this sassy."

Mingyu eyes Wonwoo, his grin widening as he watches the other man squirm in his arms. His efforts to break free aren't working, no matter how many times he tries to poke, punch, or even swat at Mingyu's arms.

"I'm like this because of you dipshit. I'm losing sleep because you decided to crawl into my bed drunk and half-naked."

Wonwoo gives up, his head sinking down onto his pillow as he allows Mingyu to cling to him. Tired and in desperate need of decent sleep.

"Can't I just crash here, Wonwoo?"

"You know my name?"

"Of course I do. I come here a lot. Though we don't really talk, Hoshi mentions you a lot too."

"Whatever, just stop yapping and sleep unless you want me to seriously strangle you."

Mingyu watches as Wonwoo raises his arm over his eyes, resting it there before going back to sleep, though with some difficulty.

"Okay, goodnight, Wonwoo~"

"Shut up."

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