GARBAGE GOAL
"Cheers!" Everyone clinked their glasses in unison.
"To being one year migraine free!" You squealed, entirely unable to contain your excitement.
This was officially the longest you'd ever gone in your life without a migraine since your diagnosis seven years ago now, and the last year of that had been without one entirely, according to your tracking app in your phone. When you showed Sungchan the homescreen of the app proudly displaying 'You've been 1 year migraine free!', your boyfriend had suggested to go out for dinner with some of your friends still in the area to celebrate. You loved the idea, knowing that you never would've thought of something like that on your own. Being chronically ill had always been an inconvenience on your best days; something to overcome, to survive; something that made you feel at odds with your own body day in and day out. The thought of celebrating anything tangential to it never struck you.
The other part of what you were doing tonight, though, was most definitely not Sungchan's idea.
"That's the fanciest soda I've ever seen, Y/N," Hendery cocked an eyebrow as you took a sip of your brightly colored, layered drink.
"That's because it's not," you replied coyly.
"Then what is it?" Ten questioned. "Because I thought you couldn't have alcohol."
"Mocktail?" Mark asked.
"I can't have it when I'm on my meds, so I skipped them so I could celebrate for once in my adult life," you admitted. Giving Chenle, who was on your left, a bump with your shoulder, you added, "Chenle helped me out with what to order."
"Y/N never even drank in high school, so she was a bit clueless," your best friend confirmed with a snicker.
"Oh, you're going to be such a lightweight!" Hendery grinned holding up his hand for a high-five.
"Not that you're not an adult who can make her own decisions..." Ten cautiously prefaced his question. "But are you going to be okay if you skip a dose of your medication? Don't you like, need that?"
"It was more than one dose," Sungchan finally spoke up from your right, for the first time since the cheers. "The medications have half-lives of about a week or so. In order to minimize the chance of a reaction, she's been off them for two weeks."
The table was quiet for a moment, an awkward silence as you held Sungchan's eye contact incredulously.
"He's just upset I decided to celebrate one year migraine-free by doing something that will probably give me a migraine." You turned back to everyone else, chuckling sheepishly to dissolve the tension. "Which really is a genius move on my part, I'm aware. But I feel like it's kind of like lactose intolerant people who really love mac and cheese, you know? Except I only do it once every seven years instead of every other day."
That earned you a loud round of laughter from everyone at the table—save for Sungchan, who remained quiet as he took a sip of his water.
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"Pace yourself, baby," Sungchan murmured, pushing his glass of water over to you. "You have literally no alcohol tolerance, remember?"
"Mmm... you're right, sorry." You set your rather delicious drink down to lean down and sip from the straw.
"Buzzkill," Chenle stuck his tongue out at your boyfriend.
"Bad influence," Sungchan retorted, moving your hair back so it didn't fall in the open water cup as you gulped it down.
"I heard that!"
"I didn't whisper!"
"Alright, you two," Sicheng cut in from Sungchan's other side. "This isn't cute, lighthearted bickering. Chenle, you're tipsy and Sungchan, you're not actually upset at Chenle."
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Fanfictionin which you swear you're only going to the joint halloween party being hosted by the hockey team and nu chi tau for a few minutes just to say hi to sungchan, but as can be expected with your life, something goes horribly, horribly wrong ; fluff, g...
