p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

35

→ THE NEXT MORNING

Not only was the light peering through my window bothering me, but the headache that tagged along with it, made the situation much worse.

I slowly sat up, eyes still stuck shut, and my hand on my head to try and ease the relentless pulsing.

I managed to at least open my eyes a slight bit, and to say my room was a mess, is an understatement. Eunbyeol was half on my bed, half off, I was unsure if she was even alive considering she was head first, more or less, on the bed.

My bed was almost stripped bare, everything was like, on the floor, or just in some random spot in which I had no idea how it even got there.

I looked around, it clearly depicted a good time.

Though I don't remember half the stuff I did last night, and to be honest, I don't even think I want to.

"Eunbyeol? Eunbyeol?" I gently pressed her lower back, then attempted to shake her to see if she was really dead on my floor.

But with her small groans and slight twitches, she was very much alive. She fell of the bed fully, which in turn, made her actually sit up and open her eyes too.

We looked like two idiots in this mess of a room.

"What the hell even happened." Eunbyeol croaked out, her voice was barely even audible.

"Wish I knew." I yawned, stretching my arms forward and reaching for my phone on the side.

I expected nothing much from my phone, considering my life was pretty monotonous on the average basis, but oh, was I wrong.

I woke up to a hefty sum of messages from Sunghoon, a few messages from two unknown numbers - to which I had no recollection of how they even got my number.

The abundance of messages, especially from Sunghoon, shock me straight awake, and all the previous symptoms of a hangover disappeared after seeing what he was replying with.

psh: are you out of your fucking mind?

psh: wait til i get back in korea

psh: damn fuck you

psh: and who the fuck was that guy? tf happened with jungwoo

psh: nari i actually hate you

There were several messages more, in fact, this probably wasn't even half of them. I scrolled through the conversation I apparently had with him yesterday, and upon the stupid, half literate messages I sent him, I concluded that I was a fucking idiot.

"No, fuck, no." I groaned, just seeing the stupidly hot pictures and videos I had sent him. I couldn't even bare look at myself acting like I shared a singular brain cell with Eunbyeol.

I rubbed my face, in actual agony from my own behaviour. I cannot believe I let myself get like this, and show it to Sunghoon all because I felt a little salty over some dumb articles.

Eunbyeol crawled back onto the bed, in a grand state of hangover, but regardless, she grabbed my phone and began looking through the exchanged chats between me and Sunghoon.

While I was suffering from the biggest, most humiliating crisis of my life, Eunbyeol was having the time of her life - laughing her ass off.

She suddenly dropped my phone out of her grip, giving a slight squeal and I looked over to her, wondering what she did that for. My phone bounced on the mattress for a second, facing downwards.

I picked it up, wondering what made her react like such. But as I looked at the screen, I did the exact same thing.

"Oh hell no." I covered my mouth, Eunbyeol looking at me with a grin.

"The hell? Was he waiting for his text to say that you read it or something? Why the hell is he typing???" Eunbyeol peered over the screen, and then looked away.

A ping came from my phone, and I pressed my lips tightly, looking over at Eunbyeol. I gained the courage to look at what he said.

psh: read my text but wont reply?

psh: whats up with you and jungwoo then?

I rolled my eyes at his constant questions so early in the morning, it wasn't even the morning, but to me it felt like I came out of hibernation.

Instead of replying, I just sent him back a photo of me and Eunbyeol, and that was all, no message attached or nothing.

He saw the picture as quick as he was to notice that I read his text, and within seconds he began typing.

psh: two weeks is too fucking long

psh: answer my question then

"God this guy is so annoying." I groaned as Eunbyeol just gave laughter, she was enjoying this, matter of fact, she was more into my 'thing' with Sunghoon more than I was.

"Oh come on, reply, I wanna see what that guy says." She nudged me gently, I gave a small smile.

mnari: whats with me and jungwoo? whats with you and that girl?

psh: dont have a clue what you're talking about

psh: so what is it over between the two of you or not?

psh: cant concentrate on my practice because of you

mnari: better learn to concentrate then, fans are quite demanding

psh: answer me

mnari: figure it out yourself

psh: say no more

---

woohoo i foound time to update

(why am i being gangbanged by exams what is this)

anyways

ermmmm niot sure when next update will be

maybe tonight if i feel restless and bored

but dont take my word for it.....

anyways

if i dont update again today or early tmrw, then next week maaaaybbe update

but whatever

see u later!!!