» ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴀᴜ
Others would think Kim Heejung who's lacking in emotions, has everything... but perhaps not everything. Everything meant differently from the girl who was deprived of the only thing she was passionate about. As if it wasn't th...
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That morning was not how Heejung imagined it. In her own bed, probably rushing for her class that very morning - that was how she pictured her day to start. However, the interior that greeted her proved her wrong.
Squinting her eyes as she adjusted her vision from the sun seeping from the half opened curtain, she tried to let everything sink in. Where was she exactly? What did I exactly do last night? Holy macaroni, I'm in someone else's room.
Did I just get myself into an eternal humiliation?
Her eyes widened in realization, lifting the blanket to see if she was still fully clothed, and thank the heavens because it was still there.
Before she could even jump into more questions, the door creaked open. She shot her head up and saw Sehun walking in nonchalantly.
"Morning," he greeted without sparing her a glance, walking to the dresser and took his phone.
"M-morning."
"Breakfast's ready. How do you feel?"
Her mouth went agape, confused. "I-I think I'm okay?"
"Does your ankle still hurt?"
"What happened to my ankle?" She removed her blanket completely and found a gauze bandage wrapped around her ankle intricately. Moving slightly, she twitched a little at the slight pinch that it did.
"Wow, you must have really knocked your head on the wall to forget everything from last night." He stifled a chuckle, slightly shaking his head as he head towards his closet to grab a hoodie.
"I can't remember anything..."
"Yep."
Sehun slipped his hoodie over his head as Heejung pushed herself to sit up and let her legs dangle to the floor before thrusting up to stand. A groan left her lips as she struggled to stand properly, her hands finding support on the side table resided next to Sehun's bed.
"Come on." She felt his hand encircling around her forearm to support her, swiftly and gently wrapping an arm around her waist. "Let's eat." Her cheeks burned at the contact but pushed them aside.
"Did I do something embarrassing last night?" They both took a step as Sehun escorted her outside, slowly not to make it sudden for her.
"Mhm..." he hummed, pretending to think hard to which brought more restlessness to the girl. She glared at him when a smile reached his lips, realizing he was just messing with her. She slapped his shoulder, enough to make him slightly jolt off but laughed nevertheless.
"You were mildly wild last night. Not sexually but you know." His blunt words caused another slap to land on his arm. "What! It's true!"
"That didn't make me feel better, Sehun." He chuckled as he pushed the door open and were greeted by Suho, Minseok and Chanyeol in the living room.
