SLIDIN' nct

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What the fuck.

Her first thought was to scream, but she decided against it. Jina's brain was rattling almost out of control. She blinked looking at the arm that engulfed her waist. Whoever it was he was sleeping face down, yet his grip on her was firm. Thoughts were blinking in and out of her brain as she hesitated to move.

Who could that be? Should I check? Oh my God did I have sex with them? Well, I'm an adult so that would be fine I guess.. I'm so confused. OH SHIT HE'S MOVING.

Whoever it was had moved to face her, still sleeping. She couldn't see him too well so she quickly grabbed her glasses, carefully trying not to wake him. 

Once she looked back, she hesitantly moved the hair away from his face. 
It's Jaehyun. Oh my fucking—

"Can you stop moving?" 

"AH!"

***

"Want another shot?" Danyi giggled, pouring the drink into the glass in front of her.

"Of course I—"
"No she does not." Johnny swiped the drink out of Jina's reach, downing it right in front of her. "What was that for?!" Jina whined. Johnny's grin only growing at her nose scrunching. "You've been drinking this place dry, dude." 

"Nuh uh."
"Yuh uh."
"Nuh uh."
"Yuh uh."
"NUH UH."
"YUH—"
"OK WE GET IT." Mark protested, slamming his hands on both of their mouths. 

They're muffled protests had Danyi rolling, Mark just shaking his head. "Are you done?" The two nodded and once they did he dropped his hands.

"Now, Juniper. Let's get down on business. What's going on between you and Jae?"

"What?"

***

The faint memory made her head hurt, but not as much as when she fell after Jaehyun spoke.

"Are you okay, Ji?" 
"I'm alright!" Jaehyun quickly made it off the bed to help her up. This is when she noticed, he was shirtless. Her eyes had a mind of their own as they trailed his body only for them to snap back to reality at the sound of his voice.

"What is it with you and busting your ass?" He asks as he grabs her arm, grin on his face when he catches sight of her staring. "I wish I knew, but what are you doing in my house? What am I doing in random clothes? Why are you shirtless? And why can't I remember shit?" Jina's rambling had her huffing, throwing herself back onto the bed to stare at her ceiling.

She feared that if she stayed in front of him, she wouldn't be strong enough to look away. This was her best option.

"You mean you don't remember?" Her face grew red, remembering the last time he said this. She grabbed her pillow and chucked it at his face while he laughed. "Not that shit again."

"Okay, fine I'll be serious," he was practically cheery, throwing the pillow back at Jina. "I don't remember much. All I know is that we were at the party and now we're here. But, I think something happened considering that shirt is mine. Oh and you should find a mirror."

Oh fuck, "You're lying."

"About?" She didn't even answer him, instead she dashed to her bathroom, immediately moving her hair out of the way to see her new best friends. Scattered around her neck were purple bruises that made her hiss at just grazing them.