seventeen; oneshots

mingyu and wonwoo being stupid

[i've been listening to 'the good side' by troye sivan on repeat while writing this (even if the lyrics have no correlation to the actual plot) so you might want to do that too | p.s this is sort of a loose continuation of the previous one shot about verkwan because the idea was just too good]

"Uh- No- Maybe?-"

Mingyu was unsure whether he was hallucinating or not but he was definitely sure that he was holding an invitation to the graduation party hosted by none other than Choi Seungcheol, the senior badboy who might have gotten arrested 12 times (or not) and is dating both head bitch Yoon Jeonghan and church boy Hong Jisoo, and just, holy shit, Seungcheol is cool.

Though what confused Mingyu was the fact that none other than Seungkwan was giving it to him.

"Look Gyu, you don't have to come but you just got to make Wonwoo go." The now famous student council president said, fixing his freshly dyed blond hair.

Mingyu squinted at him, still in disbelief, "And why do you need Wonwoo there again?"

"Dude," The blond started, never having used the word before, "Last time Wonwoo went to Seungcheol's party, he nearly set the house on fire playing spin the bottle, of course we need him at the biggest party of the year!"

The tree rolled his eyes, trying to avoid staring at the obnoxious blue leather jacket he got from Hansol. "You say every party is the biggest of the year."

"I swear this is it! Seungcheol even ordered gay strippers and- get this-" He leaned in close to Mingyu's ear, "Hot pool boys."

Mingyu was absolutely sold. Sure, he may be betraying literally everything he ever stood for, but just think about it, pool boys, it's like a wet dream come true. 

He enthusiastically signed a paper saying he and Wonwoo will show up, watching Seungkwan throw his fist in the air and nearly dropping the stack of papers in hands. He looked a lot happier than usual, which was surprising not only to Mingyu but to everyone in school, because he already had the sun shining out of his ass 24/7.

The blonde boy bid his farewell to his giant friend and went on his merry way, probably unaware that he was definitely being an errand boy for the popular guys.

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Wonwoo has never apologized to anyone.

Sure, he may have accidentally knocked a guy out when he was playing strip uno, but it's his fault for being in the way of his power move (which to be fair, was too powerful anyway but that didn't bother Wonwoo). 

The only times he did say sorry to anyone was to Mingyu. The huge puppy got into a lot of trouble on his own, add that to Wonwoo's ability to set fire to anything ever and you got yourself a destructive force which may or may not incinerate the world.

So, taking that into consideration, he will admit that maybe if it weren't for him, maybe Mingyu wouldn't be on a floatie in the pool, holding on to his dear life with his clothes and phone still on him.

"WOoooOoNwOoOoo!" He shouted as he floated further and further away from ground.

The older sighed, pulling off his shirt, leaving only the running shorts he covered in ketchup and mustard after a successful game of truth or dare. He slowly got into the water, amused by Mingyu's reactions.

The poor boy knew exactly what the older wanted him to say and he wasn't going to at first, but he really had to considering he's about to crash head on with two unsuspecting lesbians making out.

"Please!" He took a sharp breath of air, before saying the dreaded word, "Daddy!"

Wonwoo could hardly surpress the wide grin which made it's way onto his lips, knowing everyone was staring at the large boy, including the two lesbians who now moved out of the way. 

He swam over to Mingyu, the disgusting mess on his shorts now dissolved in the water. Mingyu let out a mere whimper when Wonwoo reached him, his hands gripping the floatie with all his might.

"Give me your phone and your watch." Wonwoo muttered, his smile replaced with a mischievous smirk.

The tall boy just nodded, doing as told, too caught up in his situation to find the request suspicious.

As soon as Wonwoo got both items in his hands, he put them on the border of the pool, nodding at Jeonghan who somehow completely understood, picking them up and placing them on a table.

It wasn't until the tree looked up at his boyfriend in confusion that Wonwoo decided it was time.

In a single second, Mingyu could see his life flash before his eyes, especially the moment he met Wonwoo, sitting next to a river, writing in his secret journal. He might as well have said that he fell in love with him right then and there, his features soft and welcoming. Although, now he might regret it all. 

As he fell in the water, he felt betrayed by the world. What did he do to deserve this? Why did he have to have to be on the receiving end of everything? It was unfair. Fuck it, his entire life was unfair, especially after Seungkwan betrayed them for the dark side. Now that he thinks about it, it's Seungkwan's fault he is even at this party. Fuck Seungkwan and his unfairly hot boyfriend.

It wasn't until he realised he couldn't touch the floor of the pool that he started to panic, his limbs thrashing as he tried to take a breath. Fuck his inability to swim, fuck the 2 meter deep end of the pool, fuck Wonwoo.

It was as if his wicked boyfriend heard his calls and pulled him back to safety, back to where he could stand on his own two feet, back in the 1.5 meter side.

"Fuck you." Mingyu whispered, catching his breath as water dripped down his ruined hair. 

Wonwoo chuckled, "I love you too." The shit-eating grin on his face was more than enough of an indicator that Mingyu wouldn't hear a 'sorry' from him anytime soon.

The crowd, including Seungkwan, could only stare as the older boy pulled the younger into an impromptu passionate kiss, hands wrapping around his waist, apologising in his own messed up way.

Jeonghan giggled when he saw Seungcheol stand confused, unable to form words. "Wonwoo is trying to make out for his actions, literally."

Mingyu couldn't stay mad at him of course. With his boyfriend's repertoire of skilled tongue movements and gentle touches all across his body, he wondered how this boy in his seventeenth year of life managed to be so good at it. That's why when Wonwoo pulled away, Mingyu felt frustrated, having the unusual need for the older to fuck him right then and there. Had it not been for the large gathering of people around them, that is probably exactly what they would be doing, unfortunately the sex gods decided against it right now.

"Wonwoo." He breathed out, at this point forgetting about his soaked shoes and the eyes looking at him, except of course the two darks ones staring right at him with utmost love.

The shorter sighed, combing his fingers through his beloved's wet locks, "I know." He whispered apologetically, softly resting his brow against the other's forehead.

They stood there, listening to each other's heartbeats and enjoying each other's presence, until of course someone interrupted their moment.

Seungcheol cleared his throat, grabbing onto Jeonghan's hand, "Alright then," He looked flustered, cheeks painted a faint pink, "There's a gay rainbow cake in the living room!"

The crowd let out a cheer and followed him in, leaving the two boys all alone with only the pool lights and the distant music from inside.

Wonwoo leaned in to Mingyu's ear, whispering the words he was waiting to hear all night,

"Sex?"

"Sex."

"Maybe sex can be our always."

"Oh shut the fuck up and kiss me already."

Mingyu couldn't help but smile as their mouths connected, the lips of his love soft and welcoming, just like the first time they kissed.

[im starting to love this seventeen high school concept]