𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 (𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟞.

A/N: Apologies my patient readers! An update has finally arrived!! I've been so busy lately, and I haven't been active on Wattpad for a while. Thank you all for being so patient with me. And for 2.8K views?! WHAT?! I love you all <33333

The panging head ache is the first thing that wakes you up on Sunday afternoon. You groan loudly, immediately bringing your hands up to cover the expanse of your head.

You just want to stay in bed and lie here forever.

What happened last night? It was the night of the party and the last thing you remember is filling up, what was it, your... third cup of punch? After that, everything else is blurry. You remember bits and pieces, but its so foggy your not sure if you dreamt it or not.

You were dancing... then Wooyoung came? And you briefly remember Sunghoon... Was he taking you to his car? No, it was upstairs... Why was he taking you upstairs again??

You sigh loudly, the panging head ache coming back full-force. No use in remembering now.

You slowly sit up on your bed, the sudden nausea hitting you all at once. You painfully run to the bathroom, retching into the toilet. Drinking last night definentally wasnt a good idea.

"Y/N?" You hear Jake call from outside the bathroom, knocking on your door, "Are you okay?"

You finish throwing up into the toilet, sitting back on your heels once you think it passed. Gross.

"Yeah..." You say weakly, "Im fine?"

Jake tentatively opens the door, peering in to see you sitting face to face with the toilet. He raises his eyebrows, "I thought I said to take it easy on the drinks."

You purse your lips, your eyes dancing around the bathroom, just now noticing how messy and disorganized it looked. Someone must have come up and made out in here or something.

"Well you werent there, so I guess I forgot." You say, shrugging your shoulders and standing up to fix your sink counter.

Jake stays quiet for a moment, before settling with: "Sunghoon said he brought you upstairs last night."

So he did bring you upstairs! Suddenly, just for a brief second, a scene flashes in your mind. You, wrapped in Sunghoon's arms... crying? No, that doesnt make any sense.

You shake your head, turning back towards Jake, "I cant remember. Maybe?"

He nods, "Well, you should get food. A hangover isn't the best on an empty stomach." With one last grin, Jake turns around and disappears inside the hallway.

Following your older brother's advice, you grudgingly stumble out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen. Upon stepping in, you immediately notice the disastrous state of your home. Empty solo cups and plates littered the ground, and... is that a condom on the floor?!

"Its a mess, huh?" Sunghoon asks you, chuckling from where he sits on the table typing something into his computer.

"Yeah. Like a tornado came through the inside of the house or something." You grumble, collapsing on the chair infront of where Sunghoon is sitting.

He looks up from his computer, "Well you look like shit. Want an advil?"

You smile pleadingly at him, and he chuckles, standing up and reaching up to take the bottle from the top of the counter.

"Hey... Did you bring me up to my room last night?" You ask tentatively.

Sunghoon tenses as soon as the question leaves your lips, and you try not to stare at how his back muscles contract under his shirt.