Addicted To You

34 - Shoot Out

I awoke to a pair of strong arms wrapped tightly around me and soft breath against my shoulder. I smiled as my first thought went to Minhyuk. As the sleep cleared I remembered where I was and who I was with. The heartache returned and was joined by a pounding headache. I closed my eyes tightly.

My next thought was panic. Had I slept with Changkyun? I couldn't remember anything after he put me to bed. I took a quick inventory of my clothes and of the situation.

Shirt, check.

Pants, check.

Soreness between the legs? Negative.

I breathed a sigh of relief until I turned over and saw him naked behind me. The comforter had pulled away and I could see his bare chest and hip. Panic returned. Maybe I hadn't fucked him, but I might have done other things to or with him.

I closed my eyes, "fuck. me. What the hell have I done?" I whispered to myself. I heard him chuckle.

"I thought we agreed not to do that, Noona." My eyes flew open as he turned onto his back and stretched. The comforter formed a tent below his waist as he raised his arms and put them behind his head. I couldn't not look at it. "Don't worry, it is just normal morning wood. Although if you want..." he winked at me. I slapped his arm.

"Im Changkyun! Shame on you!" He laughed.

"You made the suggestion, I am just going with it." He shrugged and shifted his hips.

"What suggestion? What are you talking about?"

"You said 'fuck me'. Was that not an invitation?" Another slap on the arm.

"It most certainly was not. Why are you naked? What happened last night? What did we do?"

"I was afraid of that. It was magical and you don't remember anything?" My face burned red hot as I frantically searched my memory for some hint of the evening's events. I drew a complete blank. I felt guilt growing in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't have done something with his brother. No, that was just wrong on so many levels, no matter what was going on with us.

"Kyunnie, please tell me we didn't... no, no, no, we couldn't have." I shook my head and felt the room spin again. The alcohol hadn't completely left my system and I had a pounding headache. I put my hands on either side of me to keep the bed from spinning more.

"What if we did? Would it change anything? Would you still think I don't affect you that way?" He turned his head and looked at me with a completely serious face.

"It would change everything. It would make me a horrible person for fucking his brother. I wouldn't be able to face him or the others. That is beyond anything..." my voice trailed off as I realized it really may have happened. I started trying to rationalize my behavior but couldn't, even after everything that happened.

"Noona," he turned towards me and propped on his elbow. "Nothing happened. I promise." He lifted my chin with his knuckle so I would look at him. "Nothing at all. I was messing with you. I am sorry."

"You wouldn't lie about it to make me feel better, right? We really didn't do anything?"

"I would never lie to you" He laced his fingers through mine and held my hand. "Aside from you trying to kiss me on the sofa, no. Nothing." I cringed as that memory returned.

"I am sorry for that and for anything I may have said or done that was questionable." I lowered my eyes again.

"Noona, even if you had done anything it would have been fully justified after last night."

"I never even told you what happened exactly."

"You didn't, but he did. I filled in the blanks." I nodded. The motion made my stomach clench.