commitment

one night

"Arh-....what-...wher-WHO"
Seokmin tried not to scream at the end as he jolted up,taking in the surroundings of where he was and who the fuck he was with-

"No....no, this can't be-i-we didn't" the sudden pain in his lower back was enough to confirm that last night did happen, he  picked up his scattered clothes still sweaty, ignoring the throbbing headache.

He pulled over his bottoms and the crumpled shirt and sprinted towards the door to get out before he gets caught.

Walking towards the bus stop felt like a walk of shame, 'what shit went down last night' he hit his head as if it would bring few memories of last night back, except it did.

Last night

'sunbae' Seokmin slurred, 'you know i really like you right' there was a pause, Seokmin was getting light headed and he could puke any second. He felt a hand cup his cheek and found himself leaning to the touch followed by a deep voice

'seokmin-shi you are drunk...where is Soonyoung?'

Seokmin scoffed as he tried to balance himself and move away from the other man but, Failed to do so and was about to Trip Again, but was made to stand up again with a hand firmly supporting his back, 'still with the form-ality, i-we know each other since college,hyung, why' his voice broke a bit 'why are so indifferent to only me?'

He raised his hand to loosely grap the raven-haired's collar 'why are you flirting with her' his hands dropped when there was no reply, feeling defeated and afraid he'll have a breakdown in midst the dance floor, where everyone is happy, making out with someone, wisheg for a better new year, that's what we all do on new year eve right? But no, it's different for Seokmin as dramatic as it is.. he'll drown in his sadness and drink senseless to accept the fact that he has absolutely no chances with his crush it'll always be one-sided.

He heard the other man sigh but His hold on Seokmin loosened,  'this is. It' Seokmin thought, he has embarrassed himself in the eyes of the one he fancies, he tries to regain his senses, standing erect yet staggering, he clears his throat.

"I am sorr-"    "I like yo-"

they speak simultaneously

"WHAT?"   "sorry"  again.

Soekmin felt his throat dry up...the effects of alcohol draining as he could suddenly hear, feel, see everything clearly, he needed to drink water get some air, run around the 500m race  track... something! Anything! He needs to get out of here. And that's what he does.

The moment the older opened his mouth to say something, Seokmin took a step back..and another...and another until he disappeared from his sight. He sighed; regretting so many things, situations, people who brought on this very moment.
He's so fucked.

Seokmin ran and ran until he reached the empty lounge, thankfully less people were there, few at the bar and some chilling in the mini pool.

He got himself some holy water and downed it in one go, till he finally could breathe.

Joshua. Hong joshua likes him.

Why ? Why him? Has he won some lottery? Or is it his promising future? No Seokmin couldn't wrap his head around this.

Somehow in midst of having a crises and imagining endless possibilities of why his crush would like him swimming in his head, Minghao had dragged him back to the dance floor among where all the co workers were there.

He decided to just lose himself for a bit and swayed to the ungodly mashup of sza and doja cat.

Until once again he felt fingers interlace into his and a pull, making him face to face to the raven haired he's been avoiding for the past hour so.