My Mistake || Hyunsung

12 | What Happened Last Night

"What happened last night?"

Jisung froze for a moment.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he switched off the tap and stared at the water in his glass. So he really didn't remember what he did. "You came in drunk and left the next morning."

"Felix wouldn't be acting weird if that was all that happened,"

"What do you mean 'acting weird'?" Jisung asked, putting his glass on the island. For a moment he forgot how close Felix and Hyunjin were. Was it a mistake telling him what happened? He didn't want to make things weird.

Hyunjin explained how Felix seemed like he was going to tell him something about the previous night but suddenly brushed it off and went to his room.

"He's had a long day, he was probably just tired," Jisung tried to reason, walking past Hyunjin.

"I swear, Han, if you cause any problems in my home, don't for a second think I'd hesitate to kick you out," Hyunjin said as Jisung walked off.

"Don't for a second think I want to be here," said Jisung, "It's only temporary."

Hyunjin rolled his eyes in response. He didn't mind the extra company, but he really wasn't looking forward to sharing his personal space with such an annoying person.

"Mr Park wants to speak to you tomorrow morning by the way, don't be late this time," said Hyunjin, waiting for a remark from the younger, but when he didn't hear any complaints, he turned around to find Jisung fast asleep on the couch.

He blinked blankly and opened and shut his mouth a few times as he thought to himself, 'How fast can this kid fall asleep?'

He sighed and walked over to the brunette to lay his head on the pillow he intended to sleep on himself. 'What a pain in the ass..' he thought to himself as he pulled the blanket over him when he was suddenly fixated on how peaceful Jisung looked asleep, the way he breathed softly through his mouth and how his chubby cheek was squished against the pillow.

"What the hell am I thinking?" Hyunjin whispered to himself, shaking his head when he felt his ears turn hot and red, "Of all people."

He put Jisung's untouched glass of water on the coffee table in front of the sleeping brunette then went to his bedroom which was already in a state.

"What a pig.." he sighed in disbelief.

It hadn't even been a whole day yet and Jisung had somehow already made it look like there were squatters in his home. He quickly tidied up his room before going to bed because he couldn't fall asleep knowing he was surrounded by mess.

As he lay on his back with his hands on his chest, thinking about Felix, Hyunjin began to drift off to sleep.

"The hell is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? Why can't you leave Sungie alone?"

Hyunjin stood up and scoffed, "Did that prick really go crying to you? Ha, typical. It's ironic-"

Hyunjin got cut off by another hit. "Stop talking, asshole, I've heard enough from you," Junwoo spat, his face red with anger.

Hyunjin stared at Junwoo with his swollen lip and bruised cheek. Funnily enough, it was the same cheek Jisung bruised not long ago.

"Han Jisung really is the bane of my life.." Hyunjin muttered to himself as he braced himself for a fight he knew he wasn't going to win.

Not that there was anything to win. To him Han Jisung wasn't worth fighting for.