Girl Groups Imagines

(G)I-DLE Minnie - Wasted

Loud music and the unpleasant smell of alcohol, smoke and sweat filled the huge house of some rich, spoiled student who decided having a party on a school night was a good idea.

Attending said party wasn't on your to-do list for the evening but when your friends set their minds to something, there wasn't much you could do to fight them. So you let them drag you wherever, no question asked.

But as you sat on the patio watching a couple of horny students lose their inhibitions and try their best to eat each other's faces, you resented all your life choices thus far. Befriending outgoing people like Jackson and Seulgi was at the top of the list.

To get your mind off the disgusting things happening around, you tapped a random beat on the armrest of the chair and chugged the strong liquid in the red cup, thinking of the best way you could get revenge.

"Y/N!"

Minnie stumbled out the glass door, around the table and to the chair next to yours before slumping down on it with a grin. Your eyes followed her, scanning her body in appreciation of her outfit as you fought an amused smile at her drunken behavior and the wet patch of what you assumed was vodka on her crop top.

She fell into a fit of giggles, pointing at the couple sitting a few feet from the two of you and covered her mouth with her other hand.

"That's gross!" She whisper-yelled, making you chuckle.

The girl was completely wasted, which funnily enough didn't alter her personality too much. She seemed to be rather shy and cordial with the people she's not close to, but you saw her in many instances be loud and expansive within her friend group.

Most times, you found you gaze fixated on the way her lips would curl up as she laughed with head thrown back, a fountain of luminous black hair cascading down her back. The melodic sound of her laughter rarely reached you from the distance, but when it did you found yourself unconsciously holding your breath.

You were lucky enough to witness that side of her first hand tonight.

"Why are you out here all alone?" Minnie slurred the last few word, her lips falling into a cute pout as she put her elbow on the small table and laid her head on the palm of her hand.

Your heart fluttered at the sight but you brushed it off, not wanting to ruin your time together by overthinking.

"I wanted to join the real party but they didn't let me." Copying her pout, you gestured at the two teens still going at it, earning a loud laugh.

She slapped your shoulder, hand lingering and kept laughing, throwing her head back as her bangs stuck to her sweaty forehead. You shook your head and chuckled in amusement. She's really drunk.

"That's funny." She let out a few last giggles and a leisurely smile remained on her wine tinted lips.

"Hey, don't you think you should go home? You seem..." wasted. "tired."

Minnie hummed and closed her eyes. "I'd love to go home and take a nap but it doesn't look like my girls will leave any time soon and I don't wanna go alone." The smile fell from her lips and her eyes snapped open, reality destroying her dreams.

Glancing inside, you spotted your two friends, busy dancing and singing along to the generic rap song playing, fully enjoying themselves.

With a sigh, you looked back at Minnie who was already staring at you with a look you couldn't quite decipher. You smiled and stood up, offering your hand to her.

"I'll walk you home. Come on."

Not thinking about it for too long, she gladly grabbed your extended hand and stood on wobbly feet, making you reach out to keep her upright. You ended up being too close than anticipated but Minnie didn't seem to mind as she laid her head on your chest with a content sigh.