One night.

That's what all it took for Song Mino's life to turn upside down. The moment his boss found out that he was the one who spilled the damn coffee in his table soaking all the important documents needed for a meeting tomorrow which resulted into an unplesant way of firing him out of the company, he knew the rest of the day will be a disaster.

And boy, was he right.

He incredulously eyed the drunken woman in front of him who looks like she will pass out anytime soon. She was wearing tattered jeans, a white shirt with a stain of something he cannot quite fathom and her hair was all over the place. 

Why does she look like she drank all of the beer supply in the place where she just went to? And more importantly, why is she walking alone in that kind of state on a busy street in this time of the night?

He knew what he had to do; run away from the drunken woman as fast as he can without looking back. But he wasn't given the chance to do it because the next thing he knew, the drunken woman's face was already a few inches away from him.

"Y-yah!" Mino stepped backwards, covering his nose to prevent himself from inhaling all the foul smell that's coming out from her.

"You!" The drunken woman shouted as she cupped his face with her small hands.

Mino's eyes widened as he tried to look for anyone who could help him. But since this day is the unofficial Let Song Mino Be Damned day, no one tried to help him. They wouldn't even spare them a glance.

He turned his eyes back at the drunken woman who was now smiling like a madman. He was getting scarier by the minute.

"You are a ing !" The drunken woman shouted which gained a few heads to look at the both of them. Mino took this chance to ask for any help but their hard stares made him gulp.

"M-miss," Mino tried to remove the drunken woman's hands on his face but she squeezed his face harder.

"How dare you show your face to me! Just earlier you were with an Oompa Loompa look a like in a stinky hotel room and now you're here?!" The drunken woman squeezed his face harder making him pout.

What the heck?

Mino tried asking for help again but regarding from the judging stares that were being thrown at him, he knew they already took it the wrong way.

"Missh," He held her wrists and successfully removed it from squeezing his face. "I don't know what you're talking about. You must have mistaken me for someone." He explained releasing her hands.

To his surprise, the drunken woman laughed. Hard. She backed away from him and clutched her stomach, still laughing. He stood there not knowing what to do or say.

"Kwon Jiyong," the drunken woman said after calming down. "You are Kwon Jiyong. I maybe drunk but I ing now how my good-for-nothing boyfrie- ex-boyfriend looks like!" The drunken woman stood straight, pointing a shaky finger at him. "You are a ing !"

And with that, the drunken woman lunged forward slapping his cheek.

To say that Mino was surprised would be an understatement. Slowly, he held the cheek that was now stinging because of the hard slap she received and stared at the drunken as if she's grown an additional two heads.

"K-kwon Jiyong?" His voice came out as a whisper. "Kwon Jiyong?" This time his voice was loud and clear.

And as if it triggered something inside the drunken woman, she raised her hand again ready to give him another award winning slap. But Mino was quick to catch her wrist.

"Woah,"

The drunken woman's hand he was holding clenched tightly as her eyes became glossy.

Oh boy, is she going to cry?

As if on cue, a tear escaped her right eye.

Damn it.

"I loved you," The drunken woman whispered before breaking into quiet sobs. "Goddamned it, Jiyong! I loved you!"

Without thinking, Song Mino did something he knew he had to do. He wrapped his free hand around the drunken woman's tiny body, tapping her back awkwardly hoping it would ease the drunken woman's burden.

"Why did you have to do that?" He heard her ask weakly before completely passing out into his arms.

In him, she found comfort.

In her, he found happiness.

Together, will they find love?

A/N: A short story. Will update as soon as I write the first chapter. Might take a long time though because I'm using my phone. Please excuse the grammar mistakes and spelling mistakes and any kind of errors. (_ __")  I CREATED A TWITTER BTW: CLICK ME!