You woke up this morning feeling like absolute shit as soon as you opened your eyes. Stupid fucking alcohol, what the hell. It was 10 am and Andy just got back. They came in the door to you face planted onto the island in agony.
"Got a hangover? How much did you drink?" Andy asked after they threw their stuff on the couch.
"I wasn't even that drunk." You whined. "I have so much fucked shit to tell you. Give me good news first please?" You asked, hoping their night went well.
"What good news? We just kissed a bit and slept in the same bed, that's that." They shrugged, sitting on the couch behind you. You slowly lifted your head up to turn and look at them.
"That is not just that. Who was it?" You furrowed your brows.
"I don't kiss and tell. You should already know that." They rolled their eyes at your question.
"But, for me?" You gave them your best puppy dog eyes.
"No way." They continued to evade answering.
"That's no fair. Were they famous? Would I know them?" You pleaded.
"Honestly, I don't know. We just vibed and had a good time." Andy shrugged their secretive little shoulders.
"Damn. You think you'll meet again?" You asked genuinely.
"Maybe." There was a hint of a smile on their face. That was enough to tell you that they definitely liked whoever this person was. Damn your curiosity but you get it, privacy is privacy... ugh.
The rest of the day you spent running errands you'd been procrastinating for your day off. It didn't help having an aversion to light because of your choices last night... Of course you got some much needed coffee while you were out. What? That's a great way to spend your money, ok?
Your phone had been awfully silent as you waited patiently for someone to text you. Oh, who are you kidding? You were checking your phone every ten minutes for a message from Heeseung or Jake or someone, anyone. This is painful actually. It would be weird if you texted first but you were practically dying having to wait like this.
Literally the whole day went by and nothing? What the flip? You just got into bed and still no damn message. Tomorrow you had to work so you wouldn't be able to text for a while or anything.
Just as you closed your eyes, your phone started ringing... You jumped out of your bed at the sudden blaring next to your ear. When you looked it was 'Jakeypoo 😘' calling. Fuck.
"Hey." You answered.
"Hey..." He trailed off.
There was a few seconds of silence before you decided to speak, "So...".
"Sorry for calling so late. I just had to think a bit before I called you." His voice sounded a bit weak as he spoke. "I am so fucking sorry for kissing you. That was fucked up and I shouldn't have done it."
"Thanks for apologizing. I understand things happen when you're drunk." You tried to reassure him.
"Yeah but that was totally out of line. I'd never want to do something without you wanting it so I'm seriously sorry." His tone was a bit stronger.
"It's ok Jake. It means a lot to me that you called. Next time, I'm keeping the shots far away from you." You giggled.
"That's not even funny." He laughed with you.
"It kinda is though." You smiled knowing he cared so much.
"When I woke up this morning, I for real almost shit my pants when I remembered what happened. I was such a douche." He sighed.
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My Famous Ex || Enhypen ff
FanfictionImagine you find out your ex boyfriend Heeseung is famous now. As you get to know him again, you grow close to him and his band mates. All is going good until Jake makes a shocking confession. What will happen to the three of you?
