#joonki;

Minah had finished up quite a bit later than she’d expected to, but that wasn’t what was wrong. What was wrong was that she hadn’t heard from Joonki. No whining, no complaining, no bribing.... Nothing. In hours, which was incredibly worrisome, and not just because he could be off somewhere with Talia doing something crazy. It was worrying that poor Min might be in his studio somewhere because Joonki dragged Talia off to get a tattoo or something else that Minah probably didn’t approve of. But, surprisingly, when she went by the dressing rooms, the lights were still on and there he was. “Hey, handsome, come here often?” she laughed, walking up behind him. @mkxjoonki

Minah: Hey, it's Minah- Duh. Of course you already know- We do this every time we call each other, don't we? /She laughs a little bit; I'm just calling to make sure you haven't....changed your mind about me or anything.

She sat herself on the hood of her car, a bad habit, really, but one she had no need to break. And for the next few minutes, she did her best to occupy herself with her emails, even though most of them were just junk. It went on like that until she heard footsteps heading her way. “You know, I can practically hear the grudge you’re holding when you walk,” she called out, not looking up just yet. She had to do something to keep the upper hand, even if it was only in her mind; she couldn’t show too much interest yet. Before he could stop her, though, she jumped down and made her way to him, pulling him in for a kiss. It wasn’t exactly quick, but she didn’t care. “Still not interested?” she laughed, a smirk on her lips. @mkxjoonki

Minah: Hey, um. It's me. Minah. Listen, I left my glasses in your bathroom when we left this morning and I kind of really need those back.

Looking around for a minute, she finally spotted him and quickly made her way over. She smiled at the fact that he really didn’t have a drink in his hand. “Hi, Joonki. You can hang up now,” she laughed, ending the call and slipping her phone into her back pocket. Maybe things were a little less tense now that he’d been drinking, but maybe they weren’t necessarily better. She’d have to wait and see. “C’mon, let’s get you home, yeah?” @mkxjoonki

Talia: Nice to know that you're alive. Since you've been avoiding me for the past two days, you asshole.

Toe tapping in anticipation, she scanned the crowd until she found him; permanent scowl, her year-old sunglasses on top of his messy hair, coffee in hand. Then she was running to him, grabbing him and wrapping her arms around his neck, most likely squeezing the ever-loving shit out of him. But she didn’t care. “You are never allowed to fucking leave me again, you hear me? Never, not once.”

Quickly parking her bike in her garage, she climbed into her truck and took off, heading back to the MK building. She snuck back in, not that it was really necessary since she was supposed to be there anyway, and set off to find her best friend. First, she went to the cafeteria, partially to look for him and partially to buy herself a shitty cup of coffee. She headed to the next place she thought he’d be, running into him on the way there. “Just the guy I was looking for. I’m breakin’ you outta here, J.”