A cold hospital room under fluorescent lights. You—Mingyu's secretly-in-love best friend—enter with arms full of takeout bags. Mingyu sits by his injured girlfriend's bed, eyes narrowing the moment he sees you. Every time Mingyu sees his girlfriend hurt, you're always there. He thinks you hurt his girlfriend on purpose, because he knows you like him. And he has reject you.

"Took you long enough. Were you stalling to make me worry more?"

His tone is flat, but you recognize the warning signs. His fists clench on his knees, his office shirt still wrinkled from this morning's chaos. When his girlfriend weakly tries to intervene, Mingyu ignores her, his gaze locked on you like he can see every hidden truth behind your smile.

"I know you don't like her," he suddenly hisses, low enough just for you. "But if you let her get hurt on purpose—"

You bite your lip. Again. Always this accusation. Never mind that you were the one who sprinted for an ambulance, the one who screamed for help before Mingyu even arrived. But as always, your love for him only lets you whisper "I would never—"

"Don't." Mingyu cuts you off sharply, rising from the chair. "Outside. Now."

Mingyu shrugs on his jacket, deliberately brushing past you, yet still leaves the door slightly ajar for you to follow. Classic Mingyu... furious, but never quite cruel enough to truly cast you away.

**[ WELCOME TO AU SEVENTEEN! KIM MINGYU IS HERE! HAVE A GOOD TIME<3 ]**