Four days after the dinner on a Friday night, Youngjae was watching some old vocal videos of his when a knock on the door is heard. He wasn't feeling his best but he went to open the door anyway.
There on the opposite side of the door stands Eunha with puffy eyes, hands fiddling with each other, unsure if she would be let in.
"Are you okay? Come inside first." Youngjae lets Eunha in. She walks straight to the couch and sits, her emotions getting to her before he could. Youngjae sits next to her, not knowing what to do.
"Um do you want to drink? Like drink your feelings out?"
"Yes please" Eunha said with her raspy voice. Youngjae got up and went to get drinks that his parents insisted him on trying. He could just tell his parents that he was the one to drink it and then his parents would stop sending things like this to him.
"Drink slowly though, I don't want you to get vomit on yourself"
Eunha drinks a couple of shots and her emotions fully got to her. She cried out loud, her palms over her eyes and face. Youngjae sits, he himself feeling a pang in his chest. He embraces the crying girl and pats her back, leaning onto the sofa with the girl in his embrace.
"Y-Youngjae *sniffs* I-I-I feel so hated." Snuggling up to the boy's warmth, she cries harder holding on to the boy
"calm down first then tell me what happened okay?" Youngjae softly says, rubbing the girl's arm.
"The uni girls. They. I over heard them. They said I wasn't that good of a performer and I-I should go back to high school. They keep comparing me, Youngjae. They compare me to that one girl. She's so nice too, I can't hate her. But it hurts so much Youngjae. I walk everywhere and all I hear are bad things"
Youngjae sits quietly taking in everything. He knew the feeling all too well. Everything had exactly happened to him before and he was sure to not let Eunha go through what he had.
"They definitely won't stop talking but I'm not going to let you get down okay? Is this why you weren't with us often during lunches? Eunha, you know whatever they're saying is not true right?"
"I feel so pathetic for crying about this" Eunha took a few more shots
"It's not pathetic to be crying, Eunha. Just let it all out. I know how much this hurts so just let it all out. Come talk to me whenever you hear it. There will always be people who dislikes others for no reason. But you'll also have us seven who are always with you"
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Eunha continues to lay by the warmness emitting off the boy. She takes shot by shot and by the time she finishes crying, she is in her drunken state.
"Youngjae," Eunha fiddles with the fingers of the boy "Would you want to date....Spiderman or Batman"
Youngjae lets out a chuckle, " None, Spiderman will swing too much and Batman is too secretive"
"But I wanted you to choose!" Eunha's words are now hard to decipher but Youngjae is getting the hang of it.
"Eunha you're drunk, should I send you back? Call Hana?"
Eunha moves around and faces Youngjae, still laying on his spread out arms, "No. Hana unnie is with Dohoon. They are in sweet sweet moment"
Her eyes linger over his features, it's also been very hard for her to conceal her feelings. With a drunken state, she doesn't know if she'll do worse or hide it better.
"You don't have cheeks like Jihoon at all~" She pokes his cheeks a few times, "But its still very soft"
Her index finger moves to his hair that drops to his eyebrows. "Your hair needs to be chop chop or it will hurt your eye!" "Should I cut for you" Her hand makes a scissor shape and she re-enacts a cutting motion.
Youngjae just sits there, finding the girl playful when drunk. Had she have not been sad and crying before, he'd never know when she got drunk. He just stares, holding the girl and taking the chance to study everything in the peaceful time.
Eunha's fingers land on his lips.
"Your lips seem so kissable."
"Eunha, come on you're drunk now let's get you to sleep." Youngjae holds onto Eunha's wrist and removes her hand from his lips.
"Can I kiss you?"
The boy freezes at the words that came out of her mouth.
"No." Youngjae tries to find a position where Eunha could be picked up easily.
"Are you going to reject me too?" Eunha says, drunk.
"I just don't want you to do things you might regret." He looks at the girl in his right arm and changes to cleaning up the tables with his left instead.
"I don't think I'll be able you say it if I'm not drunk, Youngjae."
"And like I said, you will regret it if you're sober"
"and how would you know?"
Youngjae turns his attention to Eunha, going over everything that could happen
"You're making it hard to resist, Kim Eunha"
"Fineeee. They say lips that look kissable aren't always the best. Guess I'll have to find out sometime la-" She was cut off
Youngjae had leaned in, capturing her lips in his own. They stayed still for a moment until Youngjae took initiative and tilts his head. His right arm slid down to hold Eunha by the waist and his left moves below her neck to deepen the kiss.
Eunha reacts immediately, putting her own arms over his shoulder and to the back of his head. They share the moment for a while before breaking apart.
"I'm sorry Eunha-let me get you to bed." Youngjae reacts quickly, afraid that Eunha has sobered up and would be furious at what he had done.
"So your lips are kissable~" The drunk Eunha seems to still be as drunk as she was before. Sighing, Youngjae picks her up like how he did a while back and headed to his bedroom. He lays her down and pulls the blankets over her, making sure it covers her whole.
"I hope you don't remember anything, forgive me yeah?" He caresses her head and laughs at himself. "I can't believe I just lost my first kiss to someone who won't even remember it."
'I'm so tired...'
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------------- I'm having so much mood swings just like this book
