Who? / Meanie

Who?

"Oh my god! Is he okay?!" Kim Mingyu said into the mic, looking into the audience.

A male who was skinny, pale and tall (but not as tall as Mingyu) was laying unconscious on the floor of the huge stadium. Mingyu carefully jumped off the stage and looked down at the boy.

"We should take him to the hospital," he suggested.

The boy had passed out after his friends Junhui and Seungcheol dared him to drink a few bottles, Mingyu and thrown a t-shirt into the crowd and it smacked the boy right in the face. He passed out, it sounds crazy because it is.

"Wonwoo get up, I'm sorry," Junhui said nudging the unconscious male.

Mingyu shook his head, "no I'm sorry. I hit him and made his condition worse I should take him to a hospital or something."

"The show must continue!" Vernon yelled from onstage.

"Concert's over!"

"Mingyu come back!" Minghao shouted also from onstage.

At the sound of the Chinese boy's voice, he turned around and climbed back onstage beside him. "Fine but put the boy in the medical room."

Shortly after the concert had ended, Mingyu immediately made his way to the medical room, followed by Seungcheol and Junhui. "How's he doing?" He asked a nurse.

"Why do you wanna know so badly, huh buddy? Why d'ya care so much you punk!?" The older boy with jet black hair squared up on Mingyu.

"Seungcheol!" The other boy called him, "sorry about that he's just being an over protective boyfriend. I'm Jun, that's Seungcheol. We came here with Wonwoo and got him drunk, it's our fault he passed out."

"Oh don't worry about it, it's partially my fault too," Mingyu flashed a smile at the two. He averted his attention to Wonwoo and smirked. "I understand why you have to be so protective with a boyfriend like that-" Seungcheol glared daggers at the taller. "... not that I'm hitting on him or anything..."

"What? Where am I?"

The trio turned around, the unconscious boy was now sitting up in the bed conscious.

"Wonwoo? Wonwoo!" The eldest dashed to said boy and grabbed his hand. "Baby it's me, Cheol. You're at a mvm, Mingyu, Vernon, Minghao, concert. You drank too much, got hit and blacked out. Oh I-"

The younger cut him off, "I'm sorry, but why are you doing this?"

"Won, it's me, your boyfriend, Choi Seungcheol," Wonwoo looked at him in confusion. "Goddammit," the older muttered.

"Well I know that idiot," the latter rolled his eyes. "But since when were we dating?"

"You better not be fucking around with me you-"

"What else do you remember?" Jun asked, shutting up Seungcheol.

"Well you're Wen Junhui and the three of us have been friends forever and when we were younger we made a pact to just stay as friends. But I remember in junior high school year we went to a party and played spin the bottle. Tall boy was there too," he pointed at Mingyu. "And he took my first kiss-"

"Woah woah woah! He did what now!?" Seungcheol snapped. He turned to Mingyu, "listen here you better have not-"

"Calm down old man, I've never met drunk boy, he's probably just dreaming or something. It's a hallucination, I'm sorry about this I'll give you free merch, whatever. I just don't wanna get beat up by your boyfriend."

"Your Kim Mingyu. You were the basketball team captain and one of the students I tutored. I never knew how talented you were. I heard your rap and fell," Wonwoo explained dreamily.