Myungsoo was baffled and wondered how his life had gotten him to this point.
The A grade school president had just hoped for a cheerful dinner with his oldest friend and instead had come to witness what was (kindly described) a total mess.
It was now midnight and the craziness had reached its peak.
" I swear to god Junho, stop saying stupid things!!" said Yujin, drunk and up on the table.
"Never!!!" provoked the boy, dying of laughter on the ground.
"Come down you'll hurt yourself-" advised Myungsoo who's voice disappeared in the loud laughing noises of Minju.
"You two are so cute~ I am happy that Junho found such a cute girlfriend~" exclaimed Minju in the arms of a blushing Yohan, more than drunk.
Yujin dropped the glass she had been carrying until then and faked gagged before stepping off the table, sitting on the floor.
"Me..? And him..? Never. NEVER."
"Ew no ,ew." added Junho before snacking on a chip "I'd rather die."
"...Well that's a bit extreme."
Minju came over to Yujin and hugged her before kissing her cheek under the jealous gaze of Yohan who began pouting.
"Then I will steal her!" eyesmiled a playful Minju as the middle schooler turned as pink as her hair."Let's get married~"
"So you are giving up on me?" asked Yohan,laying his head on the table while playing with her locks.
"No way!" eyesmiled Minju before kissing both of their cheeks. "I like the two of you!"
Myungsoo raised an eyebrow seeing his cousin turn into a deeper shade of red.
Myungsoo had always known that Yohan felt a little something for the sparkly girl that was Minju but never to this extent.
Alcohol did wonders in a way.
"She'll marry me." said Yohan, taking Minju onto his lap,hugging her and staring at Yujin with angry eyes.
"I won't let you!!!" replied a shocked Yujin, menacing him with a chopstick while Minju could not stop laughing.
"Ew ew." constantly replied Junho, covering his ears. "Someone please save me-"
Minju giggled and kissed Yohan's forehead.
"You are cute when you are angry~"
"And me?" asked Yujin, pouting.
"You are always cute~ So pretty~" replied Minju before playing with her cheeks.
" You know that Polo...Pola...hmmm.Poly-something is forbidden in Korea right?" growled Junho,throwing bread crumbs at Yujin.
"Polygraphy!"shouted Yujin, throwing crumbs back at him too.
"Photogamie!!!" replied Yohan.
"Polygamy." sighed Myungsoo, massaging his temples.
"Ah! Polygamy ,that's right." smiled Junho. "That's a big no no here."
"I don't careeee! I'll marry Yujin and Yohan hihi"
"I have to call the police." said Junho in a alcohol induced daze
Myungsoo, more than sober, thought about what would happened to him if their parents ever learned about the turn the party had taken.
The student looked around to see if there was someone in a state relatively stable enough to help him control the monsters that were going on a rampage.
Kami had dozed off after a few drinks(Myungsoo suspected that it was to avoid dealing with the demons) and Mina was drinking alone in the kitchen, her face everything but joyful.
Myungsoo had been sure that this party was a bad idea as soon as he had heard about it and that was especially why he had come.
He was scared that she would crumble down without anyone noticing it.
"Calm down kids." said Myungsoo, scratching his head. "Time to go to sleep-"
"Booouuhhh you are annoying Myungsoo" booed Yohan, throwing a pillow right in his face.
An angry smile appeared on Myungsoo's lips.
Sometimes he did hate his cousin.
"Oh really? Should I show Minju your ugly baby pictures and cringy poems that you wrote for her when you were a kid then? Since you say that I am so annoying. "
"...I love you hyung."
"What~? I can't hear you? Where is my phone again…"
"No no no! I love you don't do that please."begged Yohan.
"Better." said Myungsoo, dropping the act.
"Poems? What poems?"asked Minju,poking Yohan's face.
Mina stood up and came to the teenagers.
"It is getting late." said Mina, covering Kami with a blanket. " I'll lay down futons in the guest room so go and sleep there."
"I'm not sleepy." whispered Little Junho with his eyes closed.
"Alright…Good night..."answered Junho standing up, hugging Mina and wiggling his way to the bedroom, trying his best not to fall.
"You three too." added Mina eyeing the trio caught up in a romantic drama.
"But the poems-" started Minju.
"No "but"." said Myungsoo.
"You were funnier before." growled Minju.
The pink-haired girl pouted and rolled over on her side, trying to stand up.
" It's weird. The sky is moving."
"It is." replied Yujin,watching the ceiling.
"I'll carry you Minju!!!" exclaimed Yohan, standing up , barely managing not to fall to the ground.
"No you won't."said Myungsoo, helping his cousin to the room where Junho had fallen asleep on a mount of blankets, just like a lost puppy.
Mina came,soon followed by the two girls who kept on bumping into the walls.
At this point Myungsoo was just hoping that no neighbor would call the police on them.
The young woman laid the futons and tucked her little brother in before helping the two girls.
Myungsoo laid Yohan next to Junho.
"Midnight is just the beginning of the night-" started the boy
"If you don't calm down I'll knock you out Yohan." growled Myungsoo before turning the light off and leaving the room with Mina.
The two of them could still hear their giggles and sighed.
"Are they always like that?" asked Myungsoo as she turned the light off for the whole apartment after opening the curtains.
It was a bright full moon that bathed the condo in a silvery light and for the first time in years he was left alone with her with no one to interrupt them.
"Not always. We usually never drink. Tonight was a first."
"And the last time I hope,they are crazy."
"I don't mind it as long as they are happy, it is refreshing…" declared Mina ,smiling and walking over to the kitchen's island.
"But not today right?"
" ...Yes. Not today." sadly smiled Mina as her hands moved towards the bottle left on the counter.
Myungsoo gently grabbed her wrist that was now so tiny in his hands. He remembered how they had been the same height at one point.
Had that much time really passed by?
"Don't...You should not drown your problems with it."
Myungsoo saw her eyes fill with tears before she quickly turned around so that he would not see her face.
"...I'm not and I'm not drunk."
Myungsoo grabbed her by the waist as her body rocked back and forth, almost about to fall.
They were face to face,Myungsoo felt his heart race and mentally slapped himself.
It wasn't the moment to fall in love all over again, he was there to help her.
"Really?" asked Myungsoo, brushing his hand against her warm face. " You aren't walking straight, your eyelids are heavy and your face is flushed… You are drunk."
"It doesn't matter….It shouldn't matter to you." whispered Mina.
His heart stang. How could it not matter to him when he always worried about her?
"But it does matter." confessed Myungsoo. " You do matter to me."
"...Lies." whispered Mina, troubled.
"I never lied to you."
"No but you did far worse. You left me without even a word." accused Mina.
Without a word? What was she talking about?
What about his letters?
What about the letters he had sent to her to express his feelings all these years ago ?
"... I think that there is something wrong with me…" sadly laughed Mina. " First my father abandoned us when Junho wasn't even born and then you left me and then the whole thing with Minhyun happened…." tears started rolling down her cheeks." Every time I am happy it has to come down."
Myungsoo was confused.
He had spent the last few years thinking that she was ignoring him, denying him when she, in fact, had been oblivious to his feelings for her all along.
He remembered writing that he liked her and would come back for her on paper, being nervous every time thinking about the possibility that she would threw it away even if it wasn't like her to do so.
He remembered how he always got scolded for writing to her, he remembered the pain when he realized that she would never reply to him and his feelings.
All of this had been for nothing, she never even got them.
" I just...I feel like I try my best, I really do but...It's never enough. I am never enough for anyone to stay by my side."
Myungsoo slowly took her hand in his.
"...I'll stay by your side if you want me to."
"How can you say that when you left without contacting me for years?" frowned Mina, slightly pushing him away.
Was it too late to at least be friends?
"..I sent you letters. I sent you letters almost everyday."
"Letters…? I never received them." suspiciously answered the girl, not ready to trust him again.
"...I can't prove it to you, but I did, I really did." whispered a pained Myungsoo. " But you don't trust me, it probably doesn't matter to you what I say right?"
Mina stared at the floor in confusion.
"...I'll go. I did not come to cause you more pain, I just wanted to see if you were ok." sighed Myungsoo. "I should not have come or stayed."
Myungsoo turned around, heading towards the door when a hand tucked at his t-shirt.
"....Why did you not come to see me when we met again in high school then?"
Myungsoo's fingers brushed over hers.
How could he tell her that it was because she had Minhyun by her side? Because he hated seeing her with him? Because she was surrounded by new friends? Because he had changed and was no longer the Myungsoo she liked? Because he was scared that he would be rejected "once more".
"...You looked happy and I thought that I would just disturb you." admitted Myungsoo.
" You are an idiot…"
Myungsoo could feel her tears wet his back.
"You could have talked to me too."
"I thought that you hated me." said Mina in a small voice. "You didn't even acknowledge that I existed for goodness sake…"
"I was being a jerk, sorry…" told Myungsoo, slowly rubbing her shaking fingers with his.
They stayed there and like that for a while before she wrapped her arms around him, resting her face on his back that had grown so big.
"...Stay." pleaded Mina in a drowsy voice. "I don't want to be alone tonight."
"...Alright." answered Myungsoo, turning around and hugging her.
"I missed you."whispered Mina, burying her face in his chest.
"I did too…More than what you can imagine."
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