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ꗃ ⋆ ࣪ . how to be a failure 101 » drabble

warning; jisung is vv drunk and clingy, love confession, he's sober the next day

open arms - sza
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the sudden ringing of your phone makes you groan, pausing the movie you had set up in your living room and picking it up. "hello?"

"heyyy [name]! are you busy?" felix's voice buzzed through the speaker phone. you could tell he was about to ask for a favor, one in which you didn't wish to act on.

"no? why would i be busy at midnight?" you say.

"not the point. do you think you could see jisung, like, right now?" he asks, hesitant knowing you're tired and might say no.

"what's the reason?" you inquire, already standing up and fleeing to your bedroom. tossing your phone on the bed, you rummage through your drawers. you didn't feel like being questioned why you were still in work clothes.

"i know it's stupid, but he's really drunk right now and he always seems to calm down when you're there." you're throwing on messy clothes and putting boots on incase. "and before you say anything! yes, i know there's a possibility you could've been sleeping, but the last time you sent a text to hyunjin was ten minutes ago, so i have reasoning."

"look at you, mister detective!" you joke.

"whatever!" felix laughs. "anyways, it'll be quick... probably."

"fine," you say sarcastically.

"good, because changbin already started driving to your house before you said yes."

"bitch." you cackle when you hear changbin yelling through the phone.

"alright, be there soon! be prepared," he tells you.

"bye, felix."

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you stand up from your couch and immediately get ready at the door when you see the headlights of changbin's car.

opening the door, you step onto the platform and wait for changbin and felix to get out of their respective sides.

"[name]! you called me a bitch!" changbin exclaims as he walks toward you.

"whatever. do you need help getting jisung out?" you reply.

changbin shakes his head. "nope, i think felix and jeongin got him." and just like that, said men are holding up a very drunk jisung.

"oh, buddy," you coo sympathetically, opening the front door wide for them.

"couch?" felix asks.

"sure," you tell him, and they comply.

"god, your breath stinks," jeongin groans.

"oh, hi [name]!" jisung exclaims. "when'd you get here? i missed you!"

"i know, jisung," you sigh, standing by as the men delicately lay him on your couch.

"so," you start, kneeling down near jisung's head, "what's up?"

"the ceiling," he says.