candid clicks | lee heeseung

017: drunk chaos

HEESEUNG AND Sunghoon have successfully managed to drag both Chaerin and Yeseul back to the latter's apartment, with Chaerin still giggling and muttering incoherently. Sunghoon sighs as he tries to get some information from her.

"Chaerin, where's your home? You need to tell me so that we can take you home," Sunghoon asks softly, trying to keep himself as calm as possible.

Chaerin, in response, giggles and sways slightly, "Mmm....home? My...house....it's...um," a hiccup arises in her throat, "it's somewhere..."

Sunghoon runs a hand through his hair, looking a bit exasperated as Chaerin just laughs and sways on the spot, completely useless in providing any useful information.

"This is impossible....", he says, murmuring to himself.

He glances over at Yeseul, hoping maybe she can help. But she, in contrast to Chaerin's loud, giggly state, is completely knocked out on the couch. Her head rests against the cushion, her eyes closed, and soft snores escaping her. "Great....she's out too," he says, half-laughing as if bewildered by the state he was caught in with two drunk women.

Heeseung is leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed, "What now? Chaerin's not going anywhere like this, and I'm guessing she doesn't live anywhere nearby."

Sunghoon looks at him for a second, clearly unsure. Chaerin, meanwhile, is spinning in place, twirling as if she's at some kind of invisible dance party.

"Yeah....no way we're finding her place like this. I guess we have to leave her here with Yeseul," Sunghoon says, sighing heavily.

"At Yeseul's place?" the older raises a brow.

Sunghoon shrugs. They both glance over at Yeseul, who's still asleep on the couch, and then back at Chaerin, who is now softly humming to herself, completely oblivious to the conversation happening around her.

"What do you want me to do then? We can't just leave Chaerin wandering out like this. She's totally out of it right now," Sunghoon states as a matter of fact.

Heeseung lets out a slow nod, "Alright, fine. But she better not break anything...."

They both glance over at Chaerin, who is now wandering over the kitchen area, picking up random objects and inspecting them like they're the most fascinating things in the world.

"Actually, I take that back. She is going to break something," he groans to himself.

Sunghoon grimaces, as if realizing the inevitable is about to happen. They both start to step outside the door when a loud crash echoes through the apartment. The door slams open behind them as they both rush back inside, finding Chaerin standing in the middle of the kitchen, a frying pan clutched in her hands, while Yeseul, now half-awake, is holding a bowl upside down.

"Chaerin, what are you doing?!" Sunghoon yelled, his eyes now wide.

"Look! I found a pan! Isn't it shiny?" Chaerin said in response, grinning ear-to-ear, her eyes wide and sparkling.

Heeseung facepalming himself said, "Why...."

Yeseul was now awake too, she was still half-asleep, swaying slightly, "Where.....where's the party?" she mumbled.

Sunghoon looks at Heeseung, "I told you," the older deadpans at him.

Heeseung throws his hands up in frustration as he walks over to grab the pan from Chaerin before she can do any more damage. "Okay, Chaerin, put the pan down," he says sternly but trying to stay calm.

Chaerin pouts but reluctantly hands it over, her eyes still filled with mischief. He places the pan safely back on the counter, while Sunghoon looks between the two girls, clearly unsure of how to proceed. "This is a disaster. How are we supposed to leave them here like this?" he says to Heeseung quietly.

Before he can answer, Yeseul stands up, her feet wobbly as she suddenly stumbles towards Sunghoon, grabbing his arm to steady herself. Her eyes are half-lidded, her voice soft and slurring.

"You're....Sunghoon..right?" she mumbles.

"Uh....yeah. That's me," he says, looking slightly unsure of how to respond exactly.

She leans her head on his shoulder, giggling softly, "You're so tall....I thought you'd be shorter...."

He stiffens, completely unsure of how to react, while Heeseung watches the scene unfold with an unreadable expression. There's a brief moment of silence, broken only by Chaerin's giggles from the other side of the room.

"She's definitely drunk," Heeseung deadpans.

Sunghoon awkwardly patted Yeseul's back, "Y-yeah....I noticed." He mumbles.

"You're nice though...Heeseung's so mean...," a hiccup arose her throat, "...but you're nice...," she sleepily mutters.

Sunghoon freezes again, the awkwardness of the situation catching him off guard. He glances at Heeseung, who just shrugs, clearly not planning to intervene.

"Thanks, I guess?" Sunghoon clears his throat, trying to lighten up the mood.

"I wanna see fireworks! Do you think there are fireworks?!" Chaerin yelled from across the room.

Heeseung pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly done with the whole situation, "Okay, that's it. We need to get these two under control before they destroy this place."

Sunghoon gently guides Yeseul back to the couch, where she flops down and falls asleep almost immediately. Meanwhile, Chaerin is still wandering around, babbling about fireworks and pans.

"This is your fault, you know?" Heeseung remarks.

"My fault? How?" Sunghoon raises a brow, a little offended.

"You suggested we leave them here. Now we have to deal with this mess," he rolls his eyes, his scoff quite irritated now.

Sunghoon chuckles despite the chaos, looking over at Yeseul who's peacefully passed out on the couch. Heeseung crosses his arms, watching Chaerin as she finally sits down, looking like she's about to fall asleep.

Sunghoon glances at Yeseul, "At least she's quiet."

"For now." The older shakes his head.

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