library card ; meanie

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Wonwoo quickly left the room. His face tinting in red, and his head ached. He had a whirlpool of emotions, but he had no idea on what to do.

Do I like him or not?

Wonwoo stepped outside of the dorm, seeing Jun leaning on the wall. He smiled and signalled that they should leave.

No I dont.

It was like nothing happened. They walked down the hall and back into the elevator, conversing about the events that happened througout the night.

Wonwoo, stop denying.

They laughed together. He wanted to let everything out. But all he needed was to talk to someone about it. The two boys got into the car and drove off.

Why is this so hard? Dammit.

They arrived at Wonwoo's place and Jun dropped him off. He waved bye as he saw the car disappear.

And he only knew who'd actually be up by now.

"Pick up. Quickly now." Wonwoo panicked.

He clenched his phone, placing it near his ear to hear the ringing noise from the other line. He was confused. He had only met the guy for a few weeks. But this new feeling kept on punching him in the guts.

"Wonwoo, why are you-"

"Jihoon, I need help. Please." Wonwoo frustratingly said.

"I think I like Mingyu." He confessed. "Would 'I think' even be an answer right now? No. I do." He took a deep breath. "I do like him."

Jihoon fell silent. He didn't expect Wonwoo, his friend, to call him at two in the morning-- to talk about his feelings. But he was still there to help, no matter how grumpy he felt, his friends mattered the most.

"Wonwoo, first of all slow down. Tell me what happened."

And there he started. Wonwoo told him everything. From the first day they met to the encounter at Mingyu's dorm, and he never felt so jealous and confused. Wonwoo did not want to miss any detail to Jihoon. But this new-found emotion towards Mingyu, was a bother.

"I like him, but I'm so scared. He's too good for me. Why him?" Wonwoo frustratingly said.

Jihoon sighed. "Wonwoo, give it time. Adjust to your feelings first. And maybe, get to know Mingyu more too alright?"

He huffed. "Yeah. That sounds like a good idea." Wonwoo looked at the time. He had been blabbering on about Mingyu for about an hour. He felt sorry for Jihoon, on making him stay up so late, just to hear him talk about Mingyu.

"Sorry, Jihoon."

"For what?"

"Listening to me, and staying up late for it." Wonwoo apologized.

"Hey, don't sweat it. Anytime alright?" Jihoon said.

"Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow."

And like that, they ended the call. Wonwoo was relieved he was able to let it all out to Jihoon; he trusted him the most to tell this to.

The rest of the night went on greatly. Mingyu and Minghao were one of the people who woke up with such a bad hangover.

"Ugh." Mingyu woke up, his head throbbed in pain. The aftermath and events from yesterday played over again in his head.

He noticed he was in his room, but the last thing he remembered was after the beer pong game. "What the? How'd I get here?" he blinked his eyes slowly, adjusting to the light.

Slowly he stood up, giving all his energy he had. Walking outside, opposite going to Minghao's room. He looked at the clock as he entered the boy's room.

11 : 38 am, and they both haven't eaten a single thing.

He looked at Minghao, who seemed to wake up already. "Ugh. My head." Minghao complained as he stuck his face into his pillow.

"Hey." Mingyu finally spoke up. "How's your headache?" he asked as he sat down on the bed, and lying down beside his best friend.

"How do I even descibe this? It sucks." Minghao groaned. "Ugh! My head hurts a lot." he complained more.

The other quickly remembered. "Oh Minghao, who brought us home?" He asked.

Minghao looked at the latter, his eyes squinting, as he layed down tiredly. "I received a text from Jun that him and Wonwoo helped bring us home."

"Oh okay." Mingyu closed his eyes. But he quickly processed what Minghao said.

"What!?" he exclaimed. "Wonwoo?!?" he asked, and sat up quickly from the shock. Only to receive another head ache. "Agh- But Wonwoo?" Mingyu sighed.

"He saw me in my drunk state.I could've done something wrong! Stupid Mingyu." He scolded himself.

Minghao was just there, to laugh at Mingyu's antics. "Mingyu, just chill alright?"

"Chill? How can I chill? I could've said something stupid to him!" he whined.

Minghao just sighed and closed his eyes as his head rested on the pillow. Mingyu became quiet and lay back down beside Minghao. "Minghao?"

"What?"

"Can you just hug me?" Mingyu said.

As Mingyu sulked, he would always get clingy. But Minghao just let it slide for now. He sighed and turned his body on the bed to look at him.

"Fine." he spoke and rapped his arms around the tall boy.

Mingyu and Minghao's relationship with each other is pretty cute. They have a really close friendship, so skinship won't stop them. Minghao stroked Mingyu's head as Mingyu hugged Minghao, his head on Minghao's chest, laying on his arm comfortably.

"Thank you." Mingyu said.

"Anytime." Minghao finally smiled.

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