MY PAST. hyunlix

9.

Submitting the first draft of the dance project, Felix thinks, is a cause for celebration. That's the excuse he gives, anyway, when his friends question why he's overcome by the urge to get wasted at a club on a random Friday night in the middle of the semester, but none of them really have any protests when it comes to actually doing it.

They end up playing drinking games with shots of hard liquor which, as expected, ends up with Felix completely passed out in his seat and the other three not much more sober.

"We should leave," seungmin says, rubbing his eyes. "Don't let this one drink anymore.
Seriously, his tolerance is so bad he should be banned from playing drinking games from now on."

"Felix-ah," Han calls, shaking him gently by the arm. "Felix, wake up. Let's go back to our dorms."

Felix, surprisingly, responds to the instruction and opens his eyes, comically patting his pockets before collapsing back into the seat. "I can't find my keys, han-ah...."

"He can't find his keys," seungmin repeats looking at han. "what now?"

"His roommate works at the bar here, doesn't he?" Seungmin answers. "Maybe he can help.
Han, go check if he's here right now."

Han elbows his way through the crowd at the bar, which he doesn't protest much about considering the circumstances. There's only one bartender out front tonight, a familiar face han thinks he's seen somewhere around the college. What was his name? Something that sounded similar chan, or his name.

"Is hyunjin working today?" Han asks, slurring his words a little, shouting over the music.

"Hyunjin? No, he's off tonight. Why?"

"His roommate's hammered and he forgot his keys," han answers. "I don't even think he can walk straight but that's another can of beans."

The bartender raises an eyebrow at him in the midst of wiping down a glass. "Can of worms?"

"Who cares what's in the can!" Han sputters incredulously. "Anyway thanks for nothing. See you around"

They decide their next best option is to somehow contact hyunjin and make sure he's home so he can open the door for Felix and make sure he doesn't pass out and piss himself somewhere. Han debates calling chan but remembers suddenly hes busy working on a song and probably won't answer his phone.

They sit around in contemplation, seungmin downing the last of his beer, before someone has the epiphany of just calling hyunjin from Felix's phone, and han spends the next couple of minutes almost losing his mind trying to get Felix to look into the camera so his phone can register his face, but after an astonishing amount of struggling and a few enthusiastic slaps from seungmin they manage to get his phone unlocked. Gyuvin's contacts list is expensive to say the least, but Hyunjin's contact isn't difficult to find, one of the only contacts without a special nickname, just his name and nothing else.

Hyunjin picks up the phone within four rings, and seungmin takes the phone from han, pressing it tight to his ear to drown out the deafening music. "Hello?"

"Yeah?"

"Sorry to bother you," he begins politely.
"We're at the club and Felix's drunk and forgot his keys. We're just calling to check if you're in the room so you can let him in."

"I'm in the room."

"Yeah, okay thanks. And can you give us some general directions? None of us really knows where his dorm is."

A sigh comes down the line, before hyunjin speaks again. "Club Diamond?"

"Mhm."

"Just leave him there. I'll come get him."