- Celebrate -

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It wasn't til it was late at night, they all gathered up in the living; in front of them on the coffee table were bottles and cigarettes with a medium size portion of snacks for them all to enjoy; the sound of crackling came from the fireplace as laughter filled the room with music even blasting. San was the one who planned to do a celebration with getting away with everything and defeating his own enemy, but what if he was celebrating too soon, too fast with the others? Hongjoong and Seonghwa were sitting together on a love seat; Seonghwa held the other close whilst holding a wine glass filled with red cherry wine and Hongjoong had his own little shots to take. Wooyoung was being loud as usual and had too many shots to the point boy was almost knocked out, San and yeosang were together as usual too; yeosang was the only one who wasn't drinking or hardly touching anything he was in denial about everything.

It's like things were happening too fast to him.

Way too fast. 

It's like his whole entire life changed within seconds, and he couldn't control now. It was too late.

He broke out of his thoughts hearing someone call him, "Yeosang! Why don't you drink it?" It was Hongjoong. With a simple question all eyes were on him; he looked at those eyes then at San who raised his eyebrow with a sly smirk. He looked away with his heart racing. "I just don't drink." He replied. "Yah don't be a party pooper Kang Yeosang, take one drink!" Hongjoong encouraged him. "You only live once." Wooyoung chimed in, with his drunk tone in his voice. The others nodded agreeing, he hated this but he didn't want to seem like he was no fun. He didn't want to seem well out of place and have the others know it. "How come you won't drink but you can kill people, hm?" San questioned, obviously joking but yeosang quickly looked at him and hit his shoulder gently. "That was for protection dummy!" San just laughed; grabbing his bottle and taking a drink of it. "Well he has a point." Seonghwa hummed. Yeosang groaned finally giving in. "Fine! Just one small drink!" Hongjoong smiled getting up, to go get yeosang his own drink. 

"There we go! He isn't a chicken anymore."

"I never was!"

Laughter just broke out in the room with music still playing and as soon as Hongjoong was about to enter the kitchen; San stood up quickly rushing beside Hongjoong speaking up as he did so. "Actually, I'll get it for him. I made us two special drinks." Hongjoong nodded and mumbled a small comment on how cute it was before heading back to Seonghwa and then there was Wooyoung with his loud chaotic self chimed in, "That is sooooo cute, woahh don't drink too much orrr you'll end up like- OH! excuse me, for that burp- like ME!" Everyone did a face palm, rolling their eyes before getting back to what they were doing; Seongjoong were talking, Wooyoung was singing off key to the music and Yeosang watched San head into the kitchen.

But a strange lingered inside yeosang, the special drinks San was talking about made him think and wonder about the things; like on why and how Wooyoung would just cancel out on him? And just like that why he didn't seem so bothered, it wasn't til long he finally spoke to Yeosang. He might be drunk but you could tell it was Wooyoung; being himself as usual. He wobbled over to sit down to yeosang; but he didn't dare to look at Wooyoung. "Heyyyyy sweet friend of mine- are we still gonna go out the following day like we planned?" He whispered, but sorta of yelled. Yeosang simply replied, "No, you canceled on me. Remember?" Within seconds Wooyoung's smile faded and he stared at yeosang with dead ass; yeosang couldn't even look back.

It was so weird to see Wooyoung look so...serious?

"Yeo, I never did..I haven't gotten time to speak to you, I was going to but San told me you were sleeping so I left you alone." Yeosang finally gained courage to look back hearing those words, but what if Wooyoung was lying? Or most worst of all....what if San was pretending to Wooyoung?

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