010: mingyu shouldn't have opened the door

the knock on the door startled mingyu, he nearly dropped his phone in the rush to unlock the door. he grabbed the phone just before it dropped on the wooden floor, and dusted himself down before unlocking the door. 

to his surprise wonwoo was standing in front of him, holding what seemed like a box in his hands. he blinked a few times, mesmerized by the older boy, before moving aside to let him in. completely forgetting the strict instructions given to him by seungkwan to not let anyone in. 

"what are you doing here?" he asked, patting the space next to him on his bed. 

"well, i'm going to assume that you've forgotten our date." wonwoo began, placing the box down on the bed. "and since you've been ignoring its been hard to talk to you, so i decided to bring the date to you." 

he opened the box revealing an assortment of food ㅡ chocolates, biscuits, sweets, all the foods mingyu loved. wonwoo smiled as he noticed mingyu's eyes widen, taking in all the treats before beginning to stuff his face as it he had never ate before. 

"hey! be careful there! you're gonna be sick!" wonwoo shouted, attempting to pull a custard cream out of mingyu's hands but the taller boy pushed him, continuing to munch on. 

mingyu suddenly started choking, a part of the biscuit having for stuck in his mouth. wonwoo stood up, slapping his back repeatedly [something that, contrary to popular belief, did not help]. mingyu looked around the room, sporting a bottle of water and made a beeline towards it ㅡ glugging it down his throat. 

he let out a small laugh, but screamed when it hit him! all of a sudden he remembered seungkwan's instructions, and his attitude towards wonwoo did a complete 360. he now only saw him as an enemy, someone who was up to no good and began shaking his head. 

he moved forwards towards the older boy but ended up tripping over the box, and landing flat on the ground. 

"ow! ㅡ you're not supposed to ㅡ ow! ㅡ be here!" he managed to let out, groaning in pain. 

"what?" he could hear the whiny tone in wonwoo's voice. "dude! what am i gonna do?" 

as he said those words his hands slipped into his back pocket and fished out a small device. making sure mingyu was still nursing his injury he quickly lifted part of the duvet off the bed and stuck it underneath, using the covers to hide it from detection. he quickly turned around, letting out a sigh of relief to see mingyu still tending to his leg. 

"but if you really want me to go, i gues i can." trying his best to sound sorrowful, he ruffled mingyu's hair before leaving the room and sprinting down the corridor ㅡ a gleeful smile on his face. 

he knocked on the door at the end, and it swung open to reveal minghao. he entered and nodded, and junhui let out a cheer, high fiving both him and minghao. junhui reached under his bed, pulling out his laptop and entering a couple of keys before turning it around so the other two could see. 

on the screen was mingyu, seungkwan and hansol's room ㅡ everything in perfect HD, with perfect audio to enchance it. now they would know what those fools were up to, and stop them before they ruined everything. 

it had begun.