orphic

9

The night seemed endless, yet it came and left before anyone could blink. A few bodies were still going at it, rearranging new ideas for next weekend as they walked out the front door with brand new faces to add to their many lists of friends. You can hear the giggles and loud conversations they were having from where you were currently sound asleep, voices becoming your new alarm.

It was nearly 4 a.m when you peaked at what was presented in front of you. "Pretty" you whispered, barely moving away from the person who was cuddled into you. The view wasn't like anything you've seen before, then again what wasn't new to you these past weeks? You nearly forgot how your life used to be it's easier to cover your disguise by moving away and creating a new face isn't it? You placed both hands over the iron bringing your chin atop of them and stared in awe at how stunning the mist danced around Ten's backyard. If you look closely you can see the moon saying its goodbye's to the sun, while tiny jews, shimmered behind the love story that could never conceivably end.

You're certain many are probably tired of hearing the usual story about the moon sacrificing not, seeing its lover if it meant they get to shine and live. It was in those mere seconds when the two got to see one another and glance at the happiness they managed to build. Without realizing it, you had been setting your gaze at the boy wrapping an arm over you, his jacket solely covering you. 'I can't' were the words that forced you to break away and reminded yourself no good ending could possibly be gifted to someone like you.

"Good morning" you heard a familiar voice, turning to where you and ten had entered, stood, Xiaojun with a case of what looked to be coffee.
"I bought coffee for the people who ended up crashing last night" he would say, reaching out a cup for you, without thinking much of it or anything at all, you quickly took it, and proceeded with the getaway. "Wow-" there goes another new person, Kun had stopped you after some coffee droplets landed on his collar. This was someone you don't recall ever meeting, your eyes met as you gasped, pleading for forgiveness in silence. The stranger's aura reminded you a lot of when you first met Ten, no expression whatsoever and the identical sternness. Are all rich people this douchy? Before you could make your second exit, someone was already yanking you away from the firm hold you were in.

"We finally have the pleasure of meeting, don't we?" mystery man spoke up, dabbing the stains hoping it wouldn't be permanent. You were too distracted with Ten's morning face to pay any attention, the way his eyes were puffy, and the messy hairs fixed up in midair. "Finally you're making yourself useful" the tanned man went for a cup, drinking some coffee as he squeezed your shoulder, Xiaojun rolled his eyes at the scene, sighing as he shifted his round orbs at you.
"Y/n are you okay? You weren't perhaps forced up here?" you nodded a 'no' to him reassuring him everything was okay and he was thinking too deep into it. "I chose to come up here on my own" you made it clear one last time, cheeks burning up with all the faces currently giving you attention.

"Great now that, that's settled, I'm, Kun the man you spilled coffee on" now it was Ten's turn to roll his eyes, wondering why people he doesn't even get along with attended his party. Kun's glaring irises were set on you, as you stared in shock not noticing what you've done. With so many things popping inside your head you forgot your first encounter already, "I'll wash that for you-"

"How about you buy a new one? That'll be more beneficial since I'm unsure if, you'll be capable of such a task" once again you were startled by the sudden attitude he carried you barely met the guy and he was already coming for your head.
"If you're so bothered by it just ask your boyfriend-" Ten pointed at Xiaojun who was just as confused as you, standing beside his friend, "to buy you a new one, and get the fuck out of my house"

The boy had dragged you with him, leaving the two up on the rooftop, you didn't know when the fighting between these two groups would end. You've been here for a decent amount already, yet both cliques didn't seem to want to make amends. Even if money was included.

"Why did you overreact, just now?" Xiaojun questioned, mouth pressed trying his best not to lash out. "This is one of my favorite shirts" Kun sarcastically responded with a grin, he stopped his walk being welcome with the other's crinkled forehead, He's piss over that nuisance? The man decided to head downstairs before either one said something that, they'll regret later. Not even bothering to let Xiaojun retort back.

The trip back inside the house wasn't too long, you walked past about three hallways not having any memory of them at all. You were being pulled each time you got distracted with photos of Ten when he was younger along with his family.

"If he continues to pester you about that damn shirt let me know and I'll have money transfer-"
"That won't be necessary, I can pay for it, myself" you didn't allow him to finish his sentence, confident that you had it covered. "Fine, but if he tries anything at all let me know" Ten demanded, gripping his hold on your hand, too busy stuck in your own stubbornness you dismissed the fact, your hand was intertwined with his. Without any disruption this time, you let go of Ten and sprinted down the stairs.
At that moment the guy didn't put much interest in your little action and smiled while he watched you climbed down, pondering over the cheesy ass line he pulled on you on the rooftop. Jesus who knew alcohol comes in handy

You scanned around the room, capturing the group of friends you had originally arrived with, and mentally thanked them for making this easier on you right now. Last night was filled with alcohol and way too many confessions you thought it was a dream that sadly had to come to an end.

Unfortunately, it was the beginning for, Ten.

It was around two weeks in when he put the pieces together and was confused with how things unfolded after his confession. He knew he was pretty wasted, but he was sure the message was delivered and there was no way you didn't remember unless..

"Do you guys think people forget things they were told while being drunk?" Ten stood up from the couch with such force, instantly, Hendery and Lucas looked up at their friend, stunned at the random question and the way Ten immediately jumped out of the sofa.

"Maybe?" hendery answered, still being conflicted with himself. "Nope, I don't remember shit when people talk to me" Lucas would respond sincerely.

"Shit"