#this was drawn before my 5 hour minos fight. fun to see him. again.

[volatilemask]

catbriel and meownos prime

[innerkonics]

Don’t Call Me

Request: Hello!! Could I please request a scenario with Song Mino where you have been his idol girlfriend for more than a year (your relationship is yet to be revealed to the public). You end up drunk somewhere and lost your friends but don't want to call your group members in case they get angry and don't call Mino (for an angsty reason of your choice) so you call Seungyoon who takes you back to the Winner dorm. Please make it angsty until the very end!! Thank you xx

Word Count: 2991

You stumbled as you neared a park bench, desperate to sit down. Your hands landed on the cold, wet wood. You slumped down on the soaked wood, not caring about the fact when you stand up they’ll probably be a wet patch on your butt. It’s not raining much anymore, only drizzling. You sigh and silently thank God that it’s so late at night (or early in the morning, you had no idea what time it was) and so dark so no one would recognise you. It did make it scarier though, you knew that you couldn’t stay here for long. You left the club you were at around 15 minutes ago, searching for your friends whom you had somehow lost in a crowd and were not answering your calls. You figured that they had come outside, maybe looking for you too, but now you had realised that they had probably just left you. Your phone began to vibrate in your bag, snapping you out of the drunken daze you were in, trying to figure out what to do and how to get home. You emptied the contents of your bag onto the bench, some of the items falling between the gaps and landing on the floor. Not that you cared. It was the leader of your group calling, probably wondering where you were and why you weren’t home. You let out a heavy sigh and waited for it to stop ringing. There was no way you were answering that call, she’d kill you and question you every time you tried to leave the house. When the vibrating stopped, your lock screen notified you that you had 5 missed calls from your boyfriend and a few text messages, him asking you where you are and why you aren’t answering your phone. Your boyfriend - Song Mino - would kill you if he knew where you were. He would be so angry, and you really didn’t need someone who was going to shout at you right now. You swore and put your head in your hands. There was literally no one you could call; you had no idea what to do. Your phone buzzed;

Seungyoon: Mino is stressing out. Are you ignoring him? Where are you?

As if he was a psychic angel, Seungyoon immediately became your saviour. You hurriedly unlocked your phone and began to text him.

You: I’m drunk. Don’t tell Mino. Can you come and get me?

Seungyoon: Where are you?

You: I don’t know

Your phone began to ring and you answered it immediately when you saw his caller ID.

“Y/N-ah. Are you okay?” He spoke in a low whisper, not wanting Mino to hear him talking to you.

“Yes...I’m...in this park.” You stumbled on your words but managed to get them out so that they were understandable.

“Which park? Isn’t there a sign that says the name? Can you see any landmarks?” His voice was calm and soothing. You shook your head,

“It’s just dark. And there are loads of trees. And a stream. And grass.” Seungyoon sighed at your extremely basic description of the park that you were in. You could be anywhere in Seoul.

“What’s the name of the club that you were at?” You gave him the name, after a while of thinking.

“Okay, I think I know where you are. Don’t move, okay?” You nodded, “Y/N. Can you hear me? I said don’t move.”

“Okay, hurry up, I’m sleepy.”

“Don’t fall asleep! I’m on my way. Don’t hang u-” You hung up the phone before he could finish hi sentence.

It felt as if it was getting colder by the second, you could feel goosebumps travelling up your arms. You had just been sitting there, trying to keep awake for what felt like hours. You shuffled on the bench and pulled down your dress, which had managed to creep up your legs. Where the hell are you Seungyoon, you mentally asked yourself. As if on cue, you spotted a tall figure coming towards you in the distance.

“Seungyoon?” You called out, the figure continued towards you so you were almost sure that it must be him. Who else would be out at this time of the night? The guy was in front of you in seconds and took a seat beside you on the bench.

“Hello” the man’s voice was unfamiliar, definitely not Seungyoon’s.

“W-who...are you?” You scooted away from him, he had sat way too close to you.

“Who are you?” He repeated your question, he didn’t sound drunk. “Why are you out here by yourself. At this time?” He asked, once you didn’t respond. He chuckled. “Do you want me to take you home?” You shook your head,

“no, my friend is coming to get me.”

“You mean, like...your boyfriend?” You shook your head again,

“No. Just a friend. Can you go away now?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” The guy continued, moving closer to you, ignoring your request.

“Ye-yes I do. Now...please leave me alone.” He placed his cold hand on your trembling leg. You had no idea that you were practically shaking with fear until you felt his rough hand slide up your thigh and his low disgusting whisper,

“where is he?”. You gulped and swatted his hand away, only for him to place his hand back and grip your thigh this time.

“Get off me.”

“What am I doing?” He questioned innocently, his face uncomfortably close to yours. Your heart rate had increased, your heart beat was probably loud enough for him to here. You felt your palms get sweaty and you couldn’t speak. You pushed him off of you, using all the strength that you could muster. “Woah, chill I was just joking.” The guy laughed, as you quickly got up and began to back away from him. “Hey where are you going? I thought we were having fun?” He began to walk towards you. You screamed and ran away from him, leaving all your things behind. You didn’t stop, or look back, in fear that he was following you. Your body collided with someone else’s and you landed awkwardly on your hands and knees as you tried to turn around, suspecting that it was the guy.

“Go away, go away. Please don’t hurt me!” You sobbed loudly, as you felt a hand on your shoulder and didn’t dare move a muscle.

“Y/N! It’s Seungyoon! What’s going on?” You gasped and turned your head.

“Seungyoon? Is it really you?” You squinted through the tears so you could make out his face. It turns out it was him, covered up well with a cap and mask.

“Yeah it’s me, are you okay? Why were you running?” He helped you up and you instantly pulled him in for a hug, needing comfort. “Wha-” he began, but then noticed that you were still crying so obliged.

“S-some guy was...” you began but couldn’t finish as you continued to cry.

“Which guy? Where? Did he hurt you?” Seungyoon became extremely serious and pulled away from you, looking for signs of an injury on your face and legs. He stopped when he saw that one of your knees were bleeding. “Mino is going to kill me” he mumbled under his breath.

“You didn’t tell him, did you?” You asked quickly, you had sobered up a little due to that terrifying encounter. Seungyoon shook his head,

“no. But how are you going to explain this? And where am I supposed to take you? I’m guessing that you called me because you don’t want to go home.” You nodded,

“I don’t know. I’ll figure it out in the morning. For now, I just really want to go to sleep.”

You ended up falling asleep in the car on the drive back to Winner’s dorm, you don’t know how you ended up there, but you woke up in Mino’s bed. The results of drinking so much last night hit you as soon as you opened your eyes. Your head felt as if someone was slapping you repeatedly with no gaps in-between. You groaned and placed a hand on it. Why the hell did you drink so much? You saw that it was light out, but the curtains hadn’t been drawn. Mino probably didn’t want to wake you. “Oh my God” you muttered under your breath as you remembered whose bed you were in. Mino must have carried you from the car to his room last night. Which meant that he knew that you were drunk, and that you got help from Seungyoon and not him. He was going to kill you. Just as you had feared. Memories of last night flooded in, from that wet bench to the scary perv who kept on touching you. You found yourself trying to think of ways to possibly avoid Mino. Maybe he had gone out, to work on something maybe...? You knew that there was no way that Mino would leave you alone at a time like this. He was probably just waiting for you to wake up so he could scream at you. You knew that a huge fight was lingering and there was no avoiding it.

A sickening feeling in your gut put all of those thoughts aside. You were going to throw up, any second now. You flung the covers of off your body and swayed a bit as you stood up a bit too quickly, but managed to remain balanced. You rushed through the hallway and into the bathroom, kneeling beside the toilet and instantly spilling whatever was in your body out into it, accompanied with that dreadful retching sound. Mino was in the bathroom beside you in seconds, putting his anger aside and holding your hair back while rubbing your back. He hated the fact that he felt sympathetic towards you, even though you were getting exactly what you deserved for drinking so much. You rested your cheek on the cold surface once you were certain that the vomiting had stopped. Mino let your hair rest on your back as you caught your breath.

“Are you okay?” His voice was flat and blunt, his tone suggesting that he didn’t really care whether you were okay but the fact that he put his pride aside to ask you showed you that he did. You nodded,

“yeah, I’m good” you muttered, loud enough for him to here.

“Hurry up and get cleaned up, we need to talk.”

“About what?” You silently hoped that he wasn’t bothered abut last night’s antics, but of course you were being delusional.

“You know what.” He replied before leaving and closing the door behind him.

You lingered in Mino’s room for a bit after you had put on a random top of his that you found and some shorts that you had left in his closet for an emergency just like this one. You sighed and figured that you had kept him waiting long enough, creaking the door open and making your way to the kitchen. It was empty. You got yourself a glass of water and some headache tablets, taking two to get rid of your terrible headache. You heard a door shut and saw Mino walk into the living room. He turned his head to the side and noticed you, you immediately diverted your eyes and occupied yourself with getting more water. A few silent, awkward, minutes past before Mino finally said something. You were slightly upset that the whole dorm was empty, now he had room to shout at you as he pleased.

“What were you thinking?” He asked lowly, and surprisingly calmly. You looked up at him, he was sitting on the other side of the island, watching you attentively. You bit the inside of your lip and shrugged.

“I got carried away” you admitted, feeling like a child getting scolded by one of her parents.

“Yeah you did. And where did your friends go?” You shrugged again, having no idea where your friends even were, having lost your phone last night there was no way that you could have contacted them. “Which friends were they? Why do you hang out with people like that?” You shrugged again, not knowing how to answer.

“What’s with all the shrugging? You don’t remember who you were with?” He rose his eyebrow slightly, becoming visibly annoyed with your silence.

“Can we just stop this. I know what I did was silly.” You tucked your hair behind you ear, knowing that Mino would not drop this.

“No, y/n we can’t. Because you weren’t just being silly, you were being fucking stupid. Do you have any idea what could have happened to you? What would you have done if someone...?”

“Stop, I don’t want to talk about this.” You were getting hot and worked up, the memories of that creep coming back and the thought that he could have done something terrible to you.

“Well we need to. That was so dangerous and irresponsible of you. What would I have done? What would you have done if some guy found you and...”

“I said stop!” You almost shouted, your voice trembling slightly. Tears began to stream down your face and you quickly wiped them, not wanting to seem weak for crying.

“Why are you crying?” His voice was still annoyed.

“Because...I don’t know why you keep on going on about what could have happened when it didn’t happen. That guy… nothing happened. I ran away.”

“…Which guy?” Mino’s voice became more serious, and you felt his ears burning holes into your skin. “Y/n, I said which guy?” He rose his voice slightly once you didn’t answer. Seungyoon must have not told him, and now you had stupidly blurted it out.

“There was just this random guy. It’s fine, he didn’t hurt me or anything, I was just scared.”

“Why were you scared?” You didn’t reply and you could sense him losing is patience with you. “Is that how you hurt your leg?”

“No, I was running and bumped into Seungyoon and fell. It’s fine.” You answered as you looked down at your knee which you had put another plaster on, replacing the one that, supposedly, Mino put on for you.

“You were running away from him? Did he touch you?” You looked away from Mino and shrugged again, not wanting to talk about it. He suppressed his frustration with a sigh and let you have your way, swearing to himself that he’d bring the topic of this random guy back up some other time. There was silence for a while. Mino had stopped looking at you and was now drawing patterns with his finger on the table.

“Are you still angry?” You asked quietly.

“I’m more than angry y/n. I’m furious.” He stated lowly, still not being able to look at you.

“Why? I’m fine aren’t I? There’s no reason to...”

“And what if you weren’t fine?”

“But I am.”

“But what if you weren’t? What would have happened then? What would have happened if Yoon couldn’t find you. What if he did find you and you were...”

“Don’t say things like that.” You stopped him, knowing exactly what he was going to say.

“I feel like you don’t understand what happened last night y/n. And what could have happened. You act like such a fucking idiot and I’m tired of always having to look after you and keep you out of trouble.” Your mouth hung slightly agape when that last part hit you,

“what’s that supposed to mean Mino?” you almost choked on your words. He shrugged. “You’re being so ridiculous right now. I get that you’re mad and what I did yesterday was stupid and careless. But I’m not a child, and I don’t need you or anyone else to look after me or keep me out of trouble.”

“Are you sure about that? Not even Seungyoon? It seems like you needed him last night.” His eyes snapped back up to glare at you, looking even more angry than before. You took a deep breath,

“I didn’t call you because I knew that you’d be angry and nag me and treat me like a child, just like you are now. And Yoonie doesn’t do that.”

“If you don’t want to get treated like a child then don’t act like one. Maybe you should date Yoonie instead then, I’m sure he’ll take care of you really well.”

“I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

“Why are you still here then? Go home.”

“What?”

“I didn’t bring you here. If you don’t need anything from me then go home.”

“Are you really kicking me out? Really? Have we reached this level of childishness?”

“You’re the only childish one here y/n.” You couldn’t believe it. You have known Mino for ages, and have been with him for more than a year and this is the first time that he’s ever told you to leave. And no matter how hard you tried to hide it, you knew - and he knew - that it hurt.

“Fuck you Song Mino” is all you could think of saying, looking at him one last time before storming past him - towards the door. He caught your wrist, just as your body passed his, making you stop. He was about to speak but you didn’t want to hear it. You felt humiliated enough already. You snatched your wrist away from his grasp, “and don’t call me. Ever.” You marched over to the door, took your heels in your hand and slammed the door shut on the way out.

You didn’t even feel like crying. Your head hurt and you were absolutely livid. And on the other side of the door was Mino, feeling a similar way, with his head in his hands. He felt so stupid for the way he handled that situation but just like everyone else - he doesn’t think when he’s angry.

Personally, I feel like this fucking sucked. I couldn’t find the moment to make him really angry. Uggghhh I’m so not happy with this but I tried my best so I hope you liked this anon. I’ll probably make a part 2 at some point because I left it on sort of a cliffhanger so we’ll see...