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7 ʜɪꜱ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇꜱ

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Yeosang opened his eyes. He looked around, not knowing where he was or what had happened. He tried to push himself out of the bed he was lying in and a stinging pain ran through his head. He was lying in a room he didn't know, and yet somehow it seemed familiar.

Yeosang slowly pulled the blanket off himself and held his head as he stood up. Only then did he realize that he was wearing unfamiliar clothes. He looked down at himself and a strangely familiar smell hit his nose. He looked around the room. Was he? But that couldn't be true, could it?
There was a keyboard and a desk with a computer in one corner of the room. Had he ended up in a bad dream or was he really in Jongho's room?

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Yeossng flinched in shock. Lia appeared in the doorway. She smiled, but her eyes were full of worry. "How are you?" she asked. "What happened?" Yeosang asked instead of answering. He vaguely remembered being at the club with Lia and her going to her friends and then everything was gone, no matter how hard Yeosang thought about it.

Lia entered the room. "You drank too much and Jongho picked us up earlier. Before we could go home, you threw up in front of the club." Yeosang stared at her in disbelief. That hadn't really happened, had it? "And then what?" he asked. Lia looked down.

"Jongho was pretty mad at me and when we got home, he brought you here to his room and changed your clothes." Yeosang's breath caught. "I'm sorry, Yeosang," Lia said and Yeosang looked at her in confusion. "What are you sorry for? It wasn't your fault that I drank too much." Lia shook her head. "I was wrong to bring you there when you hate places like this.
I should have known better. Jongho was right." She looked sadly at her hands.

"Jongho? Why what did he say?" Lia was silent for a while. "That I should have asked you if you really wanted to go there with me or if you were just doing it to make me happy." Yeosang looked at the girl with sad eyes beside him. "Lia, it's really not your fault. I didn't just want to go because you wanted me to. I wanted to try something and thought it might be funny, but maybe I should just accept that I'm weird."

Now Lia stood up. "You're not weird.", she exclaimed and at her pout, Yeosang couldn't help but laugh. "Honestly. I think it's great that you prefer quieter things. I prefer it anyway." Yeosang just nodded with a smile, because he knew that Lia was lying and loved doing things with lots of people.

It got a little quieter in the room again. Yeosang's thoughts wandered to Jongho. Not only was he embarrassed by what had happened, he would have liked to sink into the ground and never face Jongho again.

Lia looked at Yeosang and smiled. "After you get ready, we can have breakfast together and then go to class if you want." Yeosang nodded with a smile. He looked around searchingly and when Lia noticed what he was looking at, she went to an armchair at the end of the room. "Here's what Jongho wants me to give you. You can wear it. I think your clothes are in the laundry."

Yeosang hesitantly took the clothes. He would be wearing Jongho's clothes? "Where is he?" Yeosang asked curiously. "I think he had to go to his part-time job, but he said when you woke up I should give you the clothes and he put breakfast downstairs for us." Yeosang felt warmth rising inside him. How could a person be so nice.

Lia put a hand on Yeosang's shoulder. "Take your time, I'll wait downstairs." Then she left the room with a glint in her eyes and closed the door. Yeosang took a deep breath to process what had happened.

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Yeosang ran down the stairs. Jongho's clothes fitted him perfectly but were still loose and comfortable. Jongho's pleasant smell enveloped Yeosang and he couldn't help but be overjoyed even though he was still embarrassed.