Chapter Text
Walking back to Minghao's spot, Mingyu thought about what happened with Junhui at Wonwoo's office.
Mingyu didn't give out his name to Junhui or even Wonwoo back there. So how did Junhui know his name?
Then, as Mingyu and Seokmin passed by a merchandise booth, Mingyu suddenly let out a gasp. That stopped Seokmin in his track.
"What? What's wrong?" Seokmin looked at Mingyu worriedly.
***
His head was pounding loudly and it felt like the world was spinning too fast. Accidentally knocking down an ornament that fell down with a thud, he held onto a table that is placed on the middle of the hall.
Mingyu didn't mean to get this drunk, but ever since Minghao gave him his first drink of the night, he kept accepting drinks left and right. Not even once knowing what is inside.
His breath was ragged, his hands were starting to clam, and his stomach felt like it's going to explode. He would walk to the bathroom, but he was too unfamiliar with the house, to the point that he didn't even remember who threw the damn party.
It was just his luck when somebody suddenly came on to him and helped him back on his feet. Mingyu didn't recognize the guy but he can make up some mutterings such as "Hold on," and "we're almost there."
When they finally made it to the bathroom, which was located inside a bedroom only two doors away from the table, he made a little run to the closet and gurgled his whole stomach out. Or at least that is what he felt like.
He thought the guy that helped him would just stand and wait outside, but he actually gave Mingyu a little massage on his nape and his back. Soothing words also flowed out of his mouth, a stark contrast from the puking noises coming out of Mingyu's.
After his stomach calmed down and his head start spinning slower, he felt exhausted. Holding onto the closet bowl, he reached for the flush and stared at the water as it rids of what looks like the drinks he drank before mixed with some instant ramen he ate in the afternoon.
Before Mingyu could close his eyes out of exhaustion, the other guy tugged his arms and helped him up. He also told Mingyu to wash his face and mouth so he won't sleep feeling dirty and disgusting. After he finished, the guy slinged Mingyu's arm onto his shoulders and started guiding Mingyu into the bedroom. It was a blur walk to the room, his eyes were in a daze and he felt like falling into oblivion.
A few moments later, Mingyu realized that he is already placed on the oversized bed, a stack of soft pillows holding him up and a warm blanket covering his legs up to the middle of his stomach. The other guy was nowhere to be found, but a glass of water and a note (or perhaps a letter) was placed on the bedside table next to his now dead phone.
Still in a daze, albeit his mind and sight are clearer than before, he tried to read the note.
'I tried to call one of your friend using your phone, but it died before I can do it. So I'll just leave you here to go home whenever you want to~ There's a charger on the drawer if you want to charge your phone too ^__^
I hope you didn't mind that I helped you >< I also saw your name on your phone! Mingyu~~ OwO
Okay now this note is getting too long so it became a letter!! I hope you get well soon~~ I look forward to meeting you again~~
Your Precious Savior 0:)'
Mingyu giggled at the use of emoticon despite this letter was handwritten, not a text. A smile of endearment graced his lips as he thought of 'his precious savior' and drank his water. But that thought was broken as he flashback to the events that happened with the guy. It was too embarrasing to do that to a stranger, Mingyu could feel himself heating up. He really should control his drinks.
Deciding that he was too exhausted to walk back home, Mingyu fell asleep to the muffled thump of the music downstairs, mind filled with the thoughts of his precious savior.
***
Thinking back to that moment, Mingyu felt embarassed and shrinked to a squat, covering his whole head with his arms.
"Gyu, what are you doing?" said Seokmin in a surprised tone. Following Mingyu, he squatted down and pat his arm. "Come on let's talk it over when we get back to Minghao. People can run over you."
Mingyu removed his arms slowly and saw that a few people are looking at him with curious expression, even though most of them just spared a glance and kept on moving following the park's stone path. Feeling embarassed again, he just kept his head down and shoulders hunched as Seokmin slung his arms around Mingyu's shoulder and guided him back to Minghao's spot.
When they arrived, they were greeted with a soft snore and a sight of Minghao lying down on his beach towel under the umbrella. His sunglasses was covering his eyes and his latest novel that he bought was covering the rest of his face. He looked content and paid no mind to the noise of the people walking all around him.
Seokmin shook his shoulders a bit and he slowly roused from his sleep.
"Hey," Minghao started, lowering down his sunglasses and staring up at them.
"Wait," he said as he suddenly sat up and removed his sunglasses, setting it down on the ground. "Why are you guys so dry? Didn't you come back from that horrible wave pool?"
"Horrible is one way to put it," Mingyu shrugged and started to sit on the sand, letting out a huge sigh. Seokmin followed suit but his attention went to the big splashes of the waterslides on the far left side of the wave pool. It looks like the slides are the next thing he wants to try, even though he wasn't supposed to do anything extreme after nearly passing out.
"What happened?" Minghao asked.
***
After finishing his story (leaving out a few details about his recalled memory of a certain guy), Seokmin dragged both Minghao and Mingyu to the big slides.
It went by like a blur since Seokmin asked them to ride those three big slides two times each even though the line took fifteen minutes for one slide -- and it didn't even count climbing up the slides!
After the slides, they decided to change and go find something to eat outside of the park so they won't need to buy the overly expensive food that they usually sell on parks like these. They packed all their swimsuits in a plastic bag and got dressed with their usual t-shirts, shorts, and sandals like typical boys use during the summer.
On the parking lot, Mingyu suddenly heard someone call him from the direction of the water park. He and his friends turned around to see the lifeguard and the doctor he met before. As both boys drew near, Mingyu can feel heat rising to his cheeks on the memory of the party. He really wasn't expecting to ever see Junhui again especially now that he remembers the night he got trashed.
"Mingyu! Seokmin!" Junhui waved enthusiastically while Wonwoo had his hands tucked in his pocket. "Oh and Minghao too!"
"What." Mingyu's brain practically short circuited after he heard Junhui calling Minghao's name. They knowing each other is something that Mingyu was definitely not expecting.
"Junhui!" Minghao waved back at Junhui, a surprised look on his face. "I didn't know you work here."
"Well I've been here since the park opened," Junhui stated. "Which is basically not that long ago."
"That's nice. And I guess you met Seokmin here in the park?" Minghao gestured to Seokmin who was already starting to blurt out jokes to Wonwoo, trying to make the other guy laugh.
"Yep. Mingyu too!"
At his name, Mingyu's ear perked up. He's pretty sure his ears are turning red right now. He can't even stare at Junhui in the eyes.
But then he felt his chin being tilted upwards, meeting the gaze of beautiful brown eyes. The eyes of his 'Precious Saviour' who is currently smiling at him playfully. Fully knowing that he affects Mingyu.
"Right Mingyu?" Junhui teased.
"Ah uh yeah I uh met Junhui uhm here yeah," Mingyu stammered out. He was still recovering from looking at Junhui when Minghao started talking again.
"We were just going to eat, do you want to go with us?" Minghao offered.
Mingyu's eyes went wide and he was tempted to shake his head. But Junhui already beat him to it.
"Sorry, I need to go back to campus with Wonwoo here. Loads of stuff to work on," Junhui apologized.
"Oh well it's okay then. We'll hang out next time."
Mingyu breathed a sigh when Junhui said he couldn't come. He can't seem to take seeing Junhui with the effect he's giving him.
"You need my number then! Mingyu, give me your phone," Junhui faced him. Palm open to accept Mingyu's phone.
Dumbfounded, Mingyu just gave Junhui his phone and let him enter his number.
When he finally snapped out of it, moments later, he asked, "Why my phone?"
"Because I know you'll want to see me again," Junhui said as he handed back Mingyu's phone.
Mingyu would say that Junhui was full of himself, but he can't say that he denies it. Whatever Junhui's effect is giving him, makes him wants to know more about this lifeguard.
"It's nice seeing you guys again. So, Mingyu, I hope to hear your call soon." Junhui winked and went to Wonwoo who also parted with Seokmin and waved them goodbye.
At that moment, Mingyu felt like he was most definitely and utterly fucked.