It will always be okay // Mingyu
Best friend!Mingyu au Angst Imagine // 1686 Words
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Jeonghan had been pestering you for weeks now. It seemed the only thing that the two of you spoke about nowadays was your incessant crush on Mingyu and how Jeonghan was pressuring you to confess. You had shut him down a million times already, explaining that things were just too complicated between you and Mingyu, and you weren’t exactly ready to ruin a perfectly functional, perfectly great friendship.
Of course, you were aware that by keeping your feelings to yourself, you would be missing out on so many opportunities, as Jeonghan had constantly reminded you. But you were also sure that you and Mingyu had an amazing friendship, and you were quite scared to let anything come in the way of, or change that.
You had been locked inside this mind set for quite a while now, and you and secretly promised yourself that you wouldn’t say anything to Mingyu (no matter how much Jeonghan said otherwise), so you were quite surprised when you were sat on the couch, beside Jeonghan (who else), sipping slowly on your glass of wine, not paying too much attention to the movie in the background, and actually considering telling Mingyu right then and there.
Perhaps it was the alcohol talking; after all, you and Jeonghan had gone through an entire bottle of wine earlier that evening, and were well through the second one. But as Jeonghan played ‘therapist’ for the evening, consulting your problems as any close friend would during a binge wine and movie night session, he casually slipped in mentions of your overdue confession to Mingyu. And you- slightly drunk- was starting to think that idea didn’t sound half bad. In fact, it sounded quite good in the moment!
“I just… I don’t know, Y/N.” Jeonghan sighed, toying with the frayed edges of the throw blanket that was draped decoratively over the edge of the sofa. His voice was slightly slurred and lower than usual. “I just think that this is something he really needs to know. You can’t be hiding something so big from your best friend, right?”
You sighed, resting your chin on your hand from feeling exceptionally drowsy. “I mean, it’s not that big of a secret, is it?”
As the words left your mouth, you felt hands grip your shoulders and suddenly, a Jeonghan was in front of you, shaking you slightly as if he were trying to shake the absurdity out of you.
“Are you kidding me?” He whisper-screamed, finishing his shaking but continuing to hold a strong gaze directly into your eyes. “Y/N, you’re hiding your love from him! This is a huge secret!”
Your head was beginning to ache slightly as an effect of the previous shaking, but you ignored it, staring right back at Jeonghan.
“Oh my god…” You muttered, looking past his shoulder as if all the realization in the world had suddenly dawned on you. “Oh my god.” You said louder this time.
“Right?” Jeonghan let go of your shoulders, plopping back down on his side of the couch, smirking at you from a distance.
“I need to tell Mingyu.”
“Need any confidence?” Jeonghan lifted a bottle of vodka from beside the side, smiling at you and shaking the bottle loosely in his left hand.
“Please.” You agreed.
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You woke with a start, the loud ringtone of your phone pulling you out of your deep sleep. You were surprised to feel a prevalent aching coming from your head, and you were instantly regretful to have taken up Jeonghan on his offer of vodka. Why? Because you couldn’t exactly recall the events that had taken place afterwards. It was not nearly as bad as a full-fledged hangover however, but you were still disappointed (a little impressed too, in all honesty) that you and Jeonghan had abandoned your usual “middle-aged soccer mom” drinking routine, and instead had opted for more of an “early-twenties frat boy” route instead.
You took in your surroundings as your finger slid across the screen to answer the call. You were laid down on the couch, a throw blanket covering your body and a pillow beneath your head. It was Jeonghan’s living room, and you guessed he was sleeping comfortably in his own bed.
“Mmmngh… Hello?” You stretched as you spoke, your morning voice presenting itself in a raspy tone as your arm lifted above your head to stretch.
“Oh my god, Y/N.” You could hear Mingyu’s voice on the other end of the line, a sigh following shortly after as if he had been holding his breath. “I have been calling for the past twenty minutes!”
Your eyes widened as you pulled the phone back from your ear to stare at it as if you couldn’t believe you had slept through all of his calls for twenty minutes.
“Are you serious?” You asked, still in a groggy state of mind as you put the phone back to your ear.
“Did you just wake up?” Mingyu asked suddenly, changing the subject abruptly in order to call attention to why your voice sounded so tired and sleepy.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Well other than me freaking out all morning because of you and almost calling the police, nothing much.” You could hear the frustration and sarcasm practically dripping from Mingyu’s words, making you sit up in confusion.
“What- why would you call the police? I’m perfectly fine.”
“That’s not what your texts said…” he responded, making you even more confused as your mind began to register his words.
“…What..?”
“The texts you sent me last night?”
Your eyes widened as you snatched the phone away from your ear once again, leaving Mingyu on the call as you clicked your home button and scrambled to your text messages. And there he was. His name at the top of the message list, and you felt your heart drop to your stomach. You pressed Mingyu’s name hesitantly.
Today at: 2:23 a.m.
To: Ming-ew💕
Mingyi. I an dying. I nees help.
To: Ming-ew💕
I’m in love wit hyou Mibgi.
To: Ming-ew💕
Thank you for eveyrhtung
To: Ming-ew💕
I love youuuuuuuutuuutuuu
To: Ming-ew💕
I feel like crying mingew
To: Ming-ew💕
This dudr won’t stop lookin at mw help lol
Read: 7:46 a.m.
From: Ming-ew💕
???
From: Ming-ew💕
Y/N answer the phone
From: Ming-ew💕
What are you talking about? Please pick up. What guy??
You closed your eyes after reading the messages, in complete and utter shock at what you had sent Mingyu. No way. The phone met your ear once again and you were met with the almost unnoticeable sound of Mingyu’s breathing. Had you really freaked him out?
“Mingyu, I am so sorry. I was drinking with Jeonghan last night.”
You could hear Mingyu release a breath, and he let out a low chuckle.
“Thank god. So none of those messages were actually serious! I don’t know what I would’ve done if something happened to you. And that guy was just..?”
“Jeonghan, yeah,” you chuckled alongside Mingyu, scratching the back of your head. You were supposed to be comfortable with your best friend, but knowing you sent those text messages to him had you questioning everything he was saying. You couldn’t help the small tug at your heart and the smile that formed on your lips when he expressed his care for you. “The guy was just Jeonghan.”
“I’m sorry for freaking out, Y/N.. I feel stupid now. God, I even drove to your house to check if you were okay. That explains why you weren’t home.” Mingyu laughed, and your cheeks flushed at his words once again.
“No, no.. I love that you care, thank you.”
“Okay, well I guess I should go now, I have to get ready soon.”
Your eyebrows furrowed as your eyes darted to the calendar that Jeonghan kept on the wall beside the front door. Tuesday the 16th… There was nothing written there- no photo shoots or interviews or even practices.
“Oh?” You asked, growing confused once again, but now for a different reason. “I thought you guys were free today?”
“We are! I’m getting ready for a date later.”
Your heart dropped and your eyes stared blankly at the wall in front of you.
“A date?” Your lips formed the words on their own as if they controlled themselves. “With a girl?”
“No, with my boss,” Mingyu laughed, the sarcasm once again coating his words, giving you every clue you needed. “Yes, with a girl.”
Your throat was dry and you tried to swallow, but everything was happening at once. He had a date. Perhaps Jeonghan was right- you should’ve made your move sooner. Was it too late now? Of course it was.
You cleared your throat before snapping out of your thoughts and steering your head back to the conversation.
“Uh, good! That’s great, I’m really happy for you, Gyu!”
“Thank you, Y/N. I should probably go, but we’ll talk later?”
“Yeah! Yeah, of course.”
“I love you, Y/N.”
“Love you too, Mingyu.”
“Bye.”
“Have fun! Bye.” You croaked out the last sentence, your eyes beginning to water. You held the phone to your ear, not bothering to hang up, still staring at the wall until you heard the beep of the line being disconnected. That was when you shook yourself off and wiped away the tears threatening to spill out, pulling the blanket off you to set your phone on the coffee table.
“You okay?”
You looked up to see a Jeonghan leaning against the wall with his arms folded and a concerned look on his face.
“Yeah!” You smiled, trying to convince even yourself that you didn’t care. “He can date whoever he wants.”
“Y/N…” Jeonghan whispered, watching as you played with the frayed edges of the the blanket. You looked up at Jeonghan once again, and he now had his arms wide open. “Come here.”
Immediately you leapt off the couch, finding home in Jeonghan’s arms and letting him console you. He stroked your hair and let you cry into his shirt, whispering sweet words into your ear.
“I was too late. You were right.”
Jeonghan sighed, hugging you tighter. “It’s okay, Y/N. It will always be okay.”
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Wowowow school is back soon, so many things have been happening, and I am overwhelmed help lmao -H
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