Drink it up | Kim Hongjoong

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~Hongjoong's POV~

I rolled over and reached for Euna, my head was pounding. "Euna~" The bed was completely empty, I lifted my head even though my body protest and slowly opened my eyes. Euna wasn't there, "Euna?" The last thing I remember from last night is us on the couch, she asked me to get her a drink and when I walked to the kitchen me and Seonghwa decided to chug two beers, and then I blacked out.

I groaned as I slowly got up off the bed and made my way to the bathroom, I wasn't sick drunk last night but I was still drunk. I reached in the cabinet and took hangover pills, I drank water from the faucet to swallow them, when I looked in the mirror I could see how messed up my hair was, I was still in my outfit from last night. I hopped in the shower hoping that would calm my head, Euna was probably making breakfast. After my shower I threw on jeans and a sweatshirt, I noticed none of her clothes were missing.

I shrugged it off and walked into the hall the boys were passed out in the living room, clearly they hadn't made it as far as the rooms upstairs. I sat the pills I brought down on the table and started to wake them up, "Take this." It took me 10 minutes before everyone had medicine in them, I looked around, "Where's Euna?" They shrugged and rolled over or tried to sit up, I made my way up the stairs, maybe her room? Anxiety rippled through me as I struggled to find her, did we get into a fight last night? I knocked on her door but got no answer.

"Euna?" I slowly opened the door and my heart dropped, the room was completely spotless. There was something on her desk which made me run to it, 8 papers were neatly folded in envelopes with our names on them. My heart beat was so loud in my ears, I opened the one "my love" and began to read it.

Dear my love

By the time you read this I'm sure you've figured everything out, I'm sure everyone has. I couldn't just leave without explaining why I left, my father planned the club incident. I don't know how he knew I was there but he did, he gave me a warning. I had already been thinking about it when I found out he was at the restaurant with us. The waiter was also the bartender at the club, I met him and told him I'd go willingly. I know how stupid it sounds, but I couldn't stand the thought of losing any of you, you all mean to much to me. Hongjoong, Joong, Joongie, my love, I love you so incredibly much. You were my first and only love, that is how I plan to keep it the rest of my life, no matter how long or short that is. You made me feel something different, you made butterflies in my stomach, you took care of me, you loved me, for me. If San hadn't introduced us I don't know how much longer I would have survived. Please never lose sight of who you are, you are such an important person, not just to me but to the boys as well. They look up to you whether you wanted that in the first place or not I don't know. I feel like I'm rambling but I also feel like I haven't written enough. You were there for me through some of the hardest times, yes we've had our ups and downs but had way more good than bad. I guess the best thing to say is, thank you.

With each word my heart cracked, tears flooded my vision as a hand went over my mouth. "Euna.." My voice cracked as I read the letter trying to figure out where I went wrong, why wouldn't she trust us? We could have won! Why would she leave us?! I quickly grabbed the other letters and ran downstairs the others looked at me with wide eyes, "She's...she's..gone.." My voice broke as they all got up walking to me, "What?" They noticed the letters and took them, a few began to read them as I fell to my knees.

"What's happening?" San was the last one to make it to me, he saw his letter. He slowly took it from my hand and opened it up, it didn't take him long to fall back against the wall. Everyone was completely bewildered, Yunho wouldn't read his. I could see the hurt in his eyes, "We have to find her. We have to save her! We can't just let her go along with this!" Yeosang was practically screaming, I felt like I couldn't move as I fixated my eyes on the letter. Her hand writing was beautiful, everything about her was beautiful.