The club's music pounded in my ears the strobe light flashing to the beat of the music. My vision starts to get blurry the more I throw my head back chasing down the shots of pure liquor in the glass cups. I wanted nothing more than to forget her. Changing my hair and style in the process.
The meek puppy was gone. I was never turning back. I could remember her words as I found her in bed with a random man a few nights ago. The flashes of her narcissistic grin spread on her thin lips filled me with rage.
'Seungmin I need a man and you are just not that. You were a fun puppy to play with for a while but I think it's time we move on'
The words echoed in my head repeatedly. I took another shot and another until the voice was gone.
The sun peeked from between the curtains and hit my eyes causing me to turn away in agony. The pain in my head was the worst thing I've experienced yet. I tried to sit up but the room was spinning making me nauseous. Struggling to get up and stumbling once I'm on my feet I make it to the bathroom and instantly start to throw up.
"Seungmin are you okay?" The muffled voice from behind the door asked cracking the door open a little.
"Mhm," I hum back as a response before turning back into the toilet bowl and throwing up. I had no idea where I was until the familiar pochacco slippers were in my line of sight.
"Lift your arms so I can't take your shirt off and put a cool towel on your back and neck." Her voice soothed me a bit. Knowing I was safe and with her caused a very big sense of relief. She took my shirt off and wet a towel in the sink draping it over my bare back.
"Thank you (y/n)" I mumble laying my head in her lap. She plays with my hair sitting against the bathroom wall in silence. She would usually be scolding me about getting drunk or about having to pick me up and how much trouble I caused her but she just sat there quietly playing with my hair.
"Are you feeling better?" She asks handing me a bottle of water from the pocket of her robe.
"Yes... but why are you not scolding me" I sit up to drink the water and the medicine she had on the counter for me.
"You are not going to listen to me anyway so why scold you? I'm just glad I'm your safe place and your emergency contact." Her hands shook as they touched my face. There was something else in her eyes that I couldn't read at the moment. I wanted to ask her if she was okay but the look she gave me told me right now was not the time to ask questions.
I put my hand on top of hers on my cheek and close my eyes. Her hands were warm and soft. They were so small they barely took up my cheek.
"(Y/n) Do you think she's right? I know it's been months since the breakup and honestly, I think about it and I never loved her. I'm just so mad that I think she is right. I was too soft and not enough of a man." She takes her hand back and sighs loudly. Standing up and throwing the towels plus my shirt into the laundry bin she makes her way out and into the room sitting on her bed.
"Sit" she pats the bed next to her. I sit next to her and she takes my hands in hers. They were so small compared to mine that I almost melted from how adorable it was.
"(Y/n)" I started but she shushed me.
"Listen! You have never been less of a man just because you are quote-on-quote too soft. I think that makes you a better man than most. This drinking until you are blacked out and partying every night. The leather jackets and chains with all of this going on. This isn't you and it's not the man I fell in love with. I fell for the sweet puppy-like man that was so savage it was funny. The quiet menace that remembers the little things of the people he loves. Will never tell them he loves them but shows them in his own ways. The man who cried with me when I had to put my dog down and laughed with me when I fell on my face on the first frost. I don't know what her idea of a man is but my idea of a perfect man was always you. So if that man's still in you. I would like you back because she wasn't worthy of taking him away. Her words were not right in the slightest." I blink a few times as I stare into her eyes. How could she casually confess her feelings to me and make me feel better but also make me realize that I've always been in love with her all at the same time?
"I'll stop! I'll stop drinking and partying. I'm done I promise! No more this was it. I need to focus on flirting with you and taking you on dates until I can just marry you." Her eyes widen at the mention of marriage causing me to bust out laughing.
"KIM SEUNGMIN! I don't think it works like that!!" She laughs playfully pushing me.
Running to the bathroom and brushing my teeth I run back to her room and pin her down to the bed.
"(Y/n) can I kiss you?" She tried to sit up but I wasn't allowing her to get up. I lean in closer brushing my nose against her before pressing my lips against her.
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