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Prom Night |:| Nahyuck (P2)

A few of my irl friends read the original Prom Night oneshot and both of them said they wanted a continuation. Lul. I myself had dabbled with the idea of a continuation, but had no reason to until now.
This is because of you, my cafeteria nightmare friends. 😂
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Basic premise;
After the chaos that was prom, Haechan and Jaemin have new questions to answer about themselves.
Category: (Listen to Dream of You by ChungHa. Terrifyingly accurate.) < That.
Enjoy ;)
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Hours of music had passed through everyone's ears, leaving a phantom of the emotion resting comfortably in their eardrums.

Jisung had also accidentally partaken in the vile punch creation that the two morons had concocted, and as a result was absolutely trashed.

Chenle was panicking while keeping the younger from harming himself, as he had already nearly done at least twelve times.

Renjun was stuck in the most potent existential crisis he could ever find himself in, having watched the two younger idiots just about decapitate themselves on a wall, and also being subjected to witnessing whatever the hell it was that happened with Haechan and Jaemin in the meantime.

Mark and Jeno had entirely noped out of that situation or any association with it, as the two of them quickly became the focus of everyone in that room.

"Isn't that Haechan?" "What is he doing with the pretty boy?" "They're dating!?"

The two in question were completely oblivious to the onlooking eyes, neither of them being sober at this point; Jaemin because of the mess of a spiked punch he practically inhaled, and Haechan in turn because of how far his tongue had been down Jaemin's throat.

Suffice it to say, nothing went down that night in a way anyone intended.

And the best part, is that neither of them bothered to consider the fact of the party ending until it happened.

By the time that came around, they had migrated from center of attention off to a corner, simply because a place to sit was favorable and the wall looked comfortable.

Shortly after taking a seat though, Jaemin passed out.

Leaning very snugly against Haechan's shoulder.

Haechan wasn't sure what he wanted to try processing first, until the announcement of the prom ending decided it for him.

He very carefully shifted Jaemin off his shoulder to lean against the wall, then navigated through the sea of people to find Renjun before he quietly escaped.

Which would be impossible, because a drunk Jisung and a terrorized Chenle were under his attention.

"Where are you going after this?" Haechan asked while Renjun attempted to pretend he didn't see him.

With a sigh, Renjun answered after Haechan repeated himself twice.

"Home?"

Haechan inhaled, keeping his eyes as far away from Renjun's as he could. "Straight home?"

"Yeah," Renjun narrowed his eyes, "why?"

Still avoiding eye contact, Haechan released the breath he was holding over those few seconds.

"..would you take Jaemin to-"

"No."

Haechan blinked out of the daze he was hit by.

"I didn't even finish asking the question."

"Doesn't change my answer."

Haechan huffed, protest building in his chest.