Euphoria

13: Your intoxicated pain

Kookie? You there?

He shook his head. Quickly getting back on track. He was just going through a lot of heartbreaks. Double kill.

Yeah.
Go on.

You were supposed to tell me your side of the story

Right.

Should he tell her? Maybe. He can't hold it back. He held back for once. He doesn't want to repeat the same mistake. If he has to get his heart broken, he might as well just spill his heart out.

So firstly, I started liking a girl. She was different.
In every pissible way.
Be it beauty standards, personality. Anything!
I felt a string attached to her the first time we both bumped into each other.
I had passed her by before and had a small talk. Really small talk.
I slowly became her shoulder to cry. I had a curse of showing up at times when she needed someone the most.
Then, I found out something about her and it just broke my heart. The string snapped. It's still there, but I'm trying to tear it apart.

I've gone through something similar as well Kookie.
He was there when I needed him the most. But all it took was a single misunderstanding.

Secondly, I was talking to someone and ended up falling and now I found out she likes someone else

Maya felt a tug in her heart. Why did she feel as if the texts were pointing at her? Could it be he had the same feelings as her? He was just an attraction right? She can't give her heart away to so many people! All her life she has known you can love only one man! Now she has already broken the rules by loving one man and one woman. Now comes the other one who she doesn't even know.

Anyways.
It was nice talking to you Maya.
Hope you find your way back to the person you love.
It was nice talking to you.
Good bye

Maya felt the same emotions from last night coming back. The same heart ache told her that she has started to feel the same thing for TokkiKookie that she felt for Jeon and Areum. Why was it her stupid decisions to be blamed? If she didn't walk on the lines and prejudice and acknowledge what she felt for him. He would have been right beside her now.
But why can't they stay friends? So what he has feelings?
"Such a hypocrite you are Maya."
She thought to herself. He misunderstood her and she doesn't even want to see him. And TokkiKookie just heard his heart break. Fair enough.

Putting on a warm, knitted, turtle neck and leather skirt. Paired with a pair ankle boots and fishnet stockings. Her hair hanging lose, the soft eye makeup making her eyes pop. The red lipgloss hiding the effect caffeine has left on her plump lips. Wearing a warm coat as the last batch of accessories alongside a few rings and a small gold chain which said "dreamer".
To be honest, she hated how the word sat on her neck. As if it screamed her situation to everyone. Her terrible nights. But tonight she just felt like wearing it. Dreamer.

"Who even gave you the permission to drink? Huh?"
Maya rubbed her temples with frustration. There goes her night to get herself back. There goes her night of trying to forget him. There goes her night of rebellion. The night where she goes out, drinks for the first time in a while. The night where she is on her self. Just herself. Eating meat and mochi and everything she desires. Getting lost again and again in the streets of Seoul. Lastly, walking home with a bottle of soju. Then drinking it as soon as her heels are off. Friendly tip, this world's nasty. Every world's nasty. There are perverts all around. It's better to be in your senses when your alone. So that you can kick anyone's balls.
He giggled like a small kid,
"You're beautiful! Do you by any chance have a boyfriend?"
"You are drunk, Jeon."
She rolled her eyes. In front of her eyes was the man she was running away from. Totally drunk! Out of his wits completely!  His eyes and smile and mannerism reflected a happy, giggly child,
"Nah! I ain't drunk. I'm in my complete senses... See!"
He stood up, soon tumbling down. Maya messed her hair and scoffed. She tried to pull her up, but he was stronger and well built. 
"Get up big boy! You are drunk, you believe it or not!"
She groaned, he was as stubborn as a rock. She somehow managed to sit down on the bench with him . She sank down, catching her breath. He was humming a tune, a calming tune. She felt like hearing him out. But the most important thing now felt like getting him home.
She had started to hate his guts. How could he not know the truth?
"Ya'know, I've met someone like you. But she turned out to be a sasaeng..."
She felt her veins freeze. As if she was getting crumpled like a paper. Her voice stuck at the back of her throat.
"You are drunk. Let's get you home."
"I don't want to! I got no one to call my home. I want her to hug me tight and..."
Maya rolled her eyes, snaking her hands around his waist. He placed a arm around her shoulder.
"Hey, I lost my way to home. Can I sleep in yours tonight? Pretty pwease?"
He pulled doe eyes at Maya. How can she say no? Damn it Libra!

How much tantrum can a human throw? He had crossed every limit! He was singing nursery rhymes all the way home, and he was trying to dance tripping everytime. He wanted to keep a lamppost as his pet because he found it cute. And the most irritating thing he did was bug Maya for more soju or wine or whiskey or any alcoholic beverages. He was so annoying. And he was drunk. He wasn't himself. His doe eyes were drowsy and misty. His smile was wider. His nose didn't crunch. Neither did his eyesbrows lift slightly. His bunny teeth always showing. His hair messily hanging there. And his cheeks glowing red. The famous asian glow. He was drunk out of his wits. But whatever! He was a cute drunk. A drunk who can warm your heart. A drunk who was annoying yet who did Aegyo in the middle of nothing. A drunk who proved that he for real was the youngest of the team.