Han ended up grabbing alcohol and forcing Bin to drink even when he had work.. The two woke up on the same bed, wasted. Han had his left hand and leg over Bin with his back facing the ceiling. Bins leg and hand was sticking off the edge, looking as if he was about to fall off.
With a groan, Han moved. He rubbed his head hard, feeling the affect kick in. The two had a ton of alcohol which Han regretted. He moved around, groaning and whining.
"Medicineee.. i need medicine.." He groaned, sitting up on the bed slowly. Han hit his head on the back bed frame which was thankfully soft. He winced, getting off the bed. Han squinted his eyes open, keeping them like that as he dragged his feet on the wooden floor, walking out of there room and into the kitchen. He opened one of the cabinets, looking through the medicine bottles.
Han put in a pill on his tongue, drinking water afterwards. He didnt feel right afterwards but started too slowly. He started by splashing his face from the sink water, letting out a sigh. Han was in his boxers, his pjs weren't on..
what did they really do last night?? Han thought about it, slamming his elbows on the counter with his hands gripping onto his front hair. He continued to think, and think.. but couldn't remember anything. Maybe bin remembered.
So he went into there bedroom once again, taking off the blanket Bin was wearing. His pajama was still on. Han stared at him, glaring at his legs. Bin started waking up at that time, the wrong moment..
he glanced over at the figure besides his bed, feeling his head throb. Bin opened his eyes widely, realizing it was Han and.. not the figure from yesterday. With a small sigh, he noticed how Han was practically staring into his legs.
"What.. are you doing." Bin mumbled, straightening his legs. Bin glanced down at Hans body, noticing how he wasn't wearing any pjs.. it got him wondering - han was staring at his legs + no pajamas = ..
did han fuck him???
Changbins eyes went wide, he immediately hit Han with a pillow, a few more following. Han groaned, throwing them back. "What?! Why are you hi-"
"Why the hell aren't you wearing any pajamas..? And why were you staring at my legs?!" He yelled out shyly, continuing to throw the pillows. Han thought about it thinking Bin probably thought they had sex, making him flustered.
"Ewwww what the fuck nooo!! You got the wrong idea stop!!" He yelled out, flushed. Bin stared at him, pausing.
"Then answer my question..!"
"I woke up with no pajamas on so i looked to see if u were wearing any pajamas and i just.. zoned out while staring! Its nothing weird i swear!" He spoke in a loud tone, trying to clear that out of the way.
Bin stared at him, finding the reason valid. He sighed, turning his head away. "Alright.. just, don't do anything like that in the future it makes me think you did something else." Bin rubbed his head, crawling off the bed.
Han stared at him, slightly frowning. Since Bin mentioned it, Han couldn't help but think about it.. how it would look if he were to fuck changb-
"Thump."
Bins eyes went wide, watching as Han leaned against the wall after slamming his head once more..
The two washed up separately so they wouldn't reek of the alcohol they had drank. Bin felt more relaxed after that, and he also took the hang over pill Han ate. It was already 2 PM, they had woke up late. Han left the place as soon as he could, Bin had told his boss that he wouldn't be able to make it. His boss accepted it, Bin would always make it on time and he would substitute for others too, so the boss didnt mind if Bin took a day off or two.
