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three.

chapter three ; the slip up

"hell. why not."

mingi wasn't really a party type of guy but he went to some in high school but most likely that's waaayy more different than a college frat party.

mingi had changed into different clothes; black pair of ripped jeans, an oversized plaid flannel and his black tims.

thankfully the frat house wasn't that far so mingi just met up with hongjoong at his dorm and they walked together.

"how do you feel about going to your first frat party?" hongjoong said bringing up conversation. mingi sucked in a breath, pondering on how he should answer. he wasn't excited nor upset about it, he was just glad to get out a bit.

"neutral," mingi spoke "better than just being in the dorm for the rest of the day."

hongjoong nodded his head in agreement.  mingi was amazingly grateful to have somebody like hongjoong, even though this is basically the first time they hung out and talked. he has somebody who he can hang out with and talk to and he loved that. but close enough to tell him his secret?

nope.

they got closer and closer to the party and they could tell due to the loud, blasting music that they heard. once they arrived, they went in to be greeted with the smell of alcohol and smoke. there was a lot of people there but not quite enough to be packed.

"yooo, this is crazy!" hongjoong yelled since the music was so loud. mingi agreed and they looked around to see what the hell they were going to do.

"yo, imma go get me a drink. you want one?" hongjoong asked. mingi denied his offer and hongjoong just shrugged it off and went on his journey to find a drink.

mingi found a seat and observed the huge crowd dancing.

i knew i shouldn't have came

mingi sat in the same seat for about 10 minutes now, wondering where hongjoong went. as he observed the crown more, he saw the short boy behind some girl in a black jumpsuit. yeah, mingi knew he wasn't coming back for a while.

for mingi, this sucked. he regretted even coming to the party.

"hey cutie~"

mingi looked up to see a girl stand in front of him. she had long straight hair, with a tight strapless dress on and a pair of heels. she took her seat beside mingi and looked at his face, mesmerizing him. "why you sitting all by yourself?"

mingi internally rolled his eyes at the girl. yeah she was cute but—yeah you know. if only she knew.

"not a party person," mingi answered. she bit her lip at mingi staring at his figure. she could tell he was tall since she had her eye on him ever since he walked in. she also thought he was really handsome.

"you're really handsome ya know? come on have some fun and dance with me."

damn if only she knew-

"well i–"

"bro! can you come here real quick. seokmin passed out on the dance floor and i really need your help!"

a familiar voice came beside mingi and the girl. as mingi looked up, he felt his cheeks heat up.  the girl looked confused as yunho pulled mingi away from her and to the other side of the room.

"hey again... mingi right?"

he's here. talking to me. he's standing right here. talking.
t o m e-

"yeah, i'm mingi... yunho??"

"yeah that's me," he said with a big smile. mingi prayed that his cheeks didn't expose him.

"if you don't mind me asking," mingi spoke "why did you pull me over here? i don't even know a seokmin.."

"you looked really uncomfortable with that girl so i wanted to be nice and save you from an awkward situation like that."

mingi could feel his cheeks get even hotter. he really just saved him.

"thank you. i was actually very uncomfortable."

he saved me...why would he do that?

mingi and yunho exchanged number since they actually talked a bit and they were in the same class. answers from one another? of course

"hey mingi," yunho said, getting the attention of the younger "you wanna get a drink?"

mingi just say no. it's not that hard. or at least tell him that you're a light drinker it's not that ha—

"sure."

damnit

mingi knew it. three shots in and he's gooonnneee.

"um, mingi maybe you should go home," yunho suggested.

"whaaat~ don't be stupid~" mingi slurred. his cheeks were unbelievably red and his pupils were blown out. yeah, mingi was very drunk. "come here, let's dance!"

mingi pulled on yunho's arm and dragged him on the dance floor. as they got on the floor, mingi automatically wrapped his arms around yunho's neck. surprisingly, yunho wasn't shocked at all. he knew the boy was drunk so why get surprised?

he honestly thought it was kind of cute.

"you wanna know somethin'?" mingi slurred. his hands playing with yunho's hair as yunho places his hands on mingi's waist. mingi bit his lip as his lips curved into a smile. yunho's eyebrows went up indicating he was all ears. mingi moves his lips closer to yunho's ear and whispers. "you are really reeaaallyyy cute."

yunho smiles at mingi's drunken confession. "oh, you actually think i'm cute?" yunho questioned. mingi nodded poking yunho's cheek.

"you're just so cute i could.. i could just kiss you~" he mumbled. before he could see yunho's reaction, he rested his head on the older's shoulder and fell right asleep.