library card ; meanie

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It wasn't that long of a drive from Seokmin's house to Minghao and Mingyu's dorm bulding. Jun pulled over and turned off the engine, he stepped outside to open Wonwoo's car door and help him bring the drunken Mingyu and Minghao up to their dorm.

They stumbled and fall throughout the whole walk. Even due to the weight of Mingyu's body on Wonwoo, Wonwoo's lanky built couldn't really support Mingyu's.

Stumbling through and listening to the slurred words of the two, they arrived at the front of the door and Jun fished out the keys from one of Minghao's pockets. He recalled Minghao once saying that he couldn't trust Mingyu with his things, especially his keys. He didn't want the clumsy puppy to loose it.

It was Wonwoo's first time in entering the dorm (since Jun would always go there), he could tell that Jun had already mapped out the place— he knew where everything was.

"Mingyu's room is further down the hall, Minghao's is here." Jun quickly explained as he got the drunk boy inside the room.

It was quiet, as Wonwoo entered Mingyu's small room and lay him on the bed. His eyes gazed over the room, seeing pictures with his friends, a study table, and fairy lights at some places. And Wonwoo did not expect, for someone like Mingyu (who is very clumsy), his room was fairly neat.

He averted his eyes to the right, to see a painting, still in the process of being done. But Wonwoo was in awe. The painting looked so beautiful and mesmerizing, and he felt the emotions placed into it. It was a little girl, colors bursting out of her smile, but behind lay darkness and grief.

Mingyu's drawings looked so beautiful. Why didn't he just take the art Major? Wonwoo thought. All this talent deserves to be shown.

He heard a small groan from the latter and immediately looked towards the other side, where he softly slept on the bed.

"Why doesn't he like me back?"

Wonwoo raised an eyebrow. "Who?" he mumbled and walked towards the latter. "I don't even know if he's gay! What more do I have to give, for him to like me back?" the taller groaned softly.

Mingyu sounded devastated. But Wonwoo felt something stir in his stomach, hearing Mingyu speak about someone he likes— but Wonwoo denies it. Why do you even care?

"He's so cute, and perfect, and handsome. He noticed me, but it's so hard to like someone so hard." Mingyu blabbered on about this mystery man that he liked until he slept.

He felt pained. Wonwoo felt pained to hear that Mingyu likes someone. As he stared at the other, his hair messy and mouth slightly open to hear soft snores. He looks cute.

And just like that. A snap, from denied feelings he couldn't get out. He was too scared to actually confirm it. But it felt too strong. Not a slap of realization, but a punch of realization to the face that he likes this boy. The way he smiles. His hair ruffled when he sleeps. His charming personality. Everything.

He likes Kim Mingyu.

Jeon Wonwoo likes Kim Mingyu.

And he's jealous for this mystery man.