Pairing: Mino/Seungyoon
Rating: PG
Summary: Mino is angry and Seungyoon doesn't know why.
Word Count: 934
Notes: MinYoon canon drabble No.4
Seungyoon was starting to get used to it - the noisy crowd, the gifts shoved in his hands as he passed by the throng of fans, the sounds of clicks from cameras that flashed in his face. People think sunglasses are merely a fashion item that completed the celebrity jetsetter look, but really, he’d be blind by now if he didn’t wear them whenever he had to be at the airport.
What Seungyoon wasn’t used to, however, was Mino’s foul mood. Granted, the rapper had his bad days, but he was never this gloomy. Since they left the dorm that morning, he hasn’t spoken a single word to Seungyoon - even when the leader launched into a joke that had the other three snorting in laughter. Mino lived for crass toilet humor, but he gave no reaction and continued to look down at his phone.
Seungyoon was worried. He stared at the back of Mino’s head as the older boy walked a few steps ahead of him, his earphones tucked in both ears. When they got to the the check-in counter, Mino turned around to lean back, and Seungyoon could swear that even behind those sunglasses, Mino glared at him.
Feeling slightly annoyed now, Seungyoon hissed and nudged Jinwoo aside who was standing between him and Mino. The older boy just shrugged and moved to talk to their manager so Seungyoon sidled next to Mino on the counter. Mino shifted, inching away from him.
This is how you want to play it huh, Seungyoon yanked one of Mino’s earphones off. “What’s wrong with you?” He demanded in a whisper, keeping his eyes peeled for the fans who were snapping photos of them.
Mino didn’t respond and tugged on the wire to put the earphone on again. Seungyoon was right. Mino was mad at him for some reason, and he wanted to know what the hell for. So he kept standing there, sulking, hoping his loud sighs would affect Mino somehow. But the rapper didn’t budge. Not even when he poked Mino’s thigh a few times. Giving up, Seungyoon plopped down on the luggage plank instead. Maybe later.
The rest of the guys were getting ready to move to the waiting area so Seungyoon rose to his feet. But before he could take another step, Mino blocked his way. “Follow me,” he said in a raspy growl that made Seungyoon’s heart skip a beat. Seungyoon didn’t want Mino to be mad at him, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t find angry Mino so fucking hot.
He looked around to see if anybody was paying them any particular attention, but other than the fans, it seemed safe enough. He gave the screaming women a little wave before catching up with Mino. A while later, Seungyoon stood by the entrance of the men’s comfort room, unaware of what to do next.
“Lock the door.”
Shit. Seungyoon’s heart raced as he wet his lips and turned to the knob to do exactly as Mino instructed. He knew it was reckless to do anything like this in a public place but damn if his imagination wasn’t running wild right now. But when he turned to Mino again, however, the rapper had taken off his sunglasses and folded his arms across his chest. His eyes were narrowed as though he was trying to see through Seungyoon somehow.
“What?”
“Don’t what me,” Mino spat. “What were you doing with Nam Taehyun until the wee hours of the morning?”
Seungyoon’s eyes widened. “WHAT?”
“Don’t think I don’t notice the flirty, adoring looks you give the maknae,” Mino scoffed. “Why do you have to work on a song until 3 AM when you know quite well we have a flight to catch?”
Seungyoon let out a relieved sigh and pressed his lips together to keep himself from smiling. But when Mino continued to shoot daggers at him with his eyes, he couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst into a chuckle. “Aww babe, so cute. You’re jealous.”
“The hell I am!” Mino exclaimed, paused, then frowned. “I mean, I’m not cute, but I’m fucking jealous alright!”
Seungyoon gave him a playful pout and walked closer, snaking his arms around Mino’s waist. Mino attempted to swat his hands away, but Seungyoon started raining butterfly kisses on his jaw and soon, Mino stopped resisting. “We have a deadline. We wanted to finish the tune before we left since we figured we couldn’t do any writing done once we’re in China,” Seungyoon explained and leaned closer to his ear. “You know, because I’ll be too busy sneaking off into your hotel room,” he whispered, blowing hot air into his ear.
Seungyoon felt Mino shudder despite the rapper trying to keep a furious expression. He then alternated between giving Mino kisses on the cheek and making cute faces until Mino’s lips twitched up into a cheeky smile.
The sound of a toilet flush made them push each other off in alarm. Mino quickly put on his sunglasses while Seungyoon turned around and pretended to wash his hands on the sink.
The cubicle door opened and their jaws slacked when they saw who came out. He wore a smug look as he wiped his hands with a tissue, eyeing the two of them meaningfully. “I won’t tell anyone about this if you two keep quiet about me taking a dump in a public bathroom,” Taehyun said in terrifying nonchalance before moving to the door.
“And just to be clear,” Taehyun turned around and gave them a lopsided smile. “Seungyoon hyung was totally flirting with me.”