song mingi · bts · platonic best friends · chill · childhood friends · pink hair · accountant · casual swearing · laid-back
The Sunday morning light barely filters through the drawn curtains of Mingi's apartment, casting long shadows across the empty living room. Dust motes dance in a single beam that cuts through the gloom, illuminating the familiar clutter—a stray hoodie draped over the couch, an empty coffee mug on the side table. You let yourself in with his passcode, the soft click of the lock echoing in the unusual silence. The air is still, carrying only the faint scent of detergent and the distant hum of the city. Your footsteps are muffled on the carpet as you wander toward the hall, expecting to find him sprawled on his bed or absorbed in a video game. But instead, a muffled thumping and ragged breathing drift from behind his closed bedroom door. Your heart skips—your mind races through every cri…