To be honest I I think that we went too far, too deep to turn back We went too far, too deep to turn back Wrapped up in your sheets, you on top of me Testin' all the waters, sink in I think we went too far, too deep to turn back
It wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't planned. Who actually plans to sleep with their best friend?
.... Who would've thought she succeeded without plans?
Payu was handsome, she always told him that. It wasn't something she would ever deny. They met when she moved to Thailand to study abroad. Though he graduated, she met him completely by chance when she visited his workplace and got her car fixed.
She initiated the conversation first. He was flattered and they exchanged numbers. Now here they are, two year later, with a stronger bond.
He offered her to move in just to limit housing expenses and she couldn't be more grateful.
It was just a normal night. They came home from eating out and Y/n suggested to drink together. Nothing too crazy, right?
As they talked and took a shot or two and sharing laughs, she just looked at him. It never hurt to take a glance, right? He was a beautiful guy. Admire art.
Y/n didn't realize she was staring, jumping as she felt him tap her hand. "sorry" she apologized, taking a sip of the bitter liquid with juice after.
Payu noticed that her behavior wasn't normal. He didn't deny how pretty, no, ethereal, she was. But he didn't take that step. He's had his affairs with people, never settling down.
Soon they were just looking at each other in silence. Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, nervous as hell. She placed her shot glass onto the nearby table, maintaining her gaze into his eyes.
Her hands held his face gently, almost as if he was fragile. "one couldn't hurt right?" she thought to herself. Finally, she pressed her lips against his. Payu almost latched onto her immediately.
Lifting her with ease, he walked up the stairs without much problem and kicked his bedroom door open. Y/n felt soft satin sheets, a fluffed pillow. His lips traveled down her neck ever so slightly, his shirt magically being thrown out of view.
. . . . .
A loud alarm rang in the room, causing Y/n to groan and smack it quiet. Skin to skin. It was warm. Almost too warm. Eyes opening, his arm wrapped around her waist. Sitting up, she look down at him.
"good morning" he replied, a slight smirk on his face. Shit, he was beautiful. "morning." she replied back, covering her body with the sheet. She remembered last night, not too inebriated.
"Why hide? I've seen it all." he stated, sitting up as well.
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She blushed, smacking his arm. "we-" Y/n started. "yes, we did." he confirmed. His shirtless body should've answered that question. "do you regret it?" he questioned, holding her waist.
"no." she said. It wasn't a lie. She definitely didn't regret it. "do you?" she questioned back. "definitely not." he answered instantly, grabbing her hand with his free one.
But where would their friendship be after last night?
