For: umamyle
Name: Kim Hyemi
Partner: Mingyu (Seventeen)
Scenario: (Your story) When Hyemi doesn’t feel happy and Mingyu searched for something to cheer her up

Song: DIA – On The Road

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UpNe6jcpxc

*Credit to the owners of the pictures (I swear. He's so cute... ^///^)

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Hyemi felt her phone buzzing inside her pocket and she fished it out despite her hands being full with sodas. Resting the drinks on the floor, she crouched down before answering the call from an unknown number.

“Hello?”

Her eyes widened at once and she tried to process the words that were spluttered from the guy at other end.

“W-what? M-mom…”

Without bothering to end the call, she began her steps. She kept going forward and never looked back as she swiftly avoided the passerby, her feet thumping against the ground in a rhythmic sound. Even her moves were similar as if she’s dancing inside the dance practice room though she was now on the street, making her way to Yonsei University Medical Centre as fast as she could.

Mom, wait for me! I’m coming! Your daughter Hyemi is running towards you! She panted.

She felt like is burning, her heart felt like it’ll jump out of her body and she was near to fall down and scratch her knee so many times but she doesn’t falter. She only hopes that she has a superpower and could teleport right beside her mother this instant.

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Mingyu stopped sipping over his orange juice when he barely noticed the bunch of sodas beside the vending machine. There’re 5 of them and he raised an eyebrow at human’s carelessness of their things. It’s obvious the one who left this behind is a fool. He then lifted the drinks up and went inside the dance practice room.

“Anyone buying drinks but didn’t take theirs?” he asked to the other trainees.

Almost immediately, four girls went up to him and took the beverages from him.

“Hyemi lost in a game and she was supposed to buy this for us.”

“But she hasn’t come back for half an hour now.”

“We’re worried sick and she’s not the careless type too.”

“It’s weird for her to just leave these behind.”

He had his eyebrows knitted together as he thought for the reason of her disappearance. Honestly, he’s not exactly that close with her so he has no idea what to think about it. But he’s not going to lie about the teeny weeny little interest that he has for her.

“Do you think the hospital called for her?”

“Probably. She did say that her mother’s getting sicker than ever.”

“She’ll get killed if ‘Medusa’ knows that she’s missing.”

“We’ve got to cover for her until dance practice is over.”

“Her mother is sick?” Mingyu interrupted in absolute shock. He did not see that coming.

“We shouldn’t say this but… yes. It’s been a while too.”

Mingyu never thought that the strong, talented Kim Hyemi was having a hard time of her own too. It’s ridiculous to think that she’s problem-free but she doesn’t show an ounce of her weakness nonetheless her fragile side. He seriously wondered whether making fun of her was really that fun. Or maybe he’s just retarded.

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“You came pretty fast today, Mimi.”

Hyemi shot her mother a death glare and she angrily plopped down on the seat beside her mother’s bed, her hands were tucked inside her sweater’s pockets.

“You lied again, do you?” she accused with a huff.

“You are my daughter. You know me so well,” Mrs. Kim happily clapped her hands with a beam.

“Whose children didn’t know about their parents?” Hyemi retorted.

It went silent for a while before Mrs. Kim spoke up again, “I miss you. You didn’t visit me for days now.”

“Been busy with part-time.” The lie was swiftly coming out of now.

Hyemi flit her eyes to her mother when she suddenly had a cough fit. She stood up abruptly before handing her a handful of tissues. The red stain that was stuck on the white paper didn’t go unnoticed by the daughter and she worriedly stare at her mother.

“Ah… Blood again…” Mrs. Kim had the nerve to chuckle though there’s nothing funny about it.

Biting her bottom lip, Hyemi threw away the tissue before turning around, facing the door silently. “I’m going to be busy from now on. Don’t do unnecessary things again, mom.”

She left her mother’s room before she could say a thing. Leaning against the wall right beside the door, Hyemi fell to her knees and faint sobs came out of her. She