wonsung's pov
i woke up at jae's. my head was totally hurting like shit. he got me in at his room huh.. i got up from his bed and checked my phone, it was already 10 am. how long had i passed out?? oh man.. i slept the whole night there. shivers ran down my spine when i started to remember about last night. agh.. him. why did i have to interact with him? well atleast it's over.
"oh hey dude- you good?" he entered the room, looked like he took a shower and was rubbing his hair with a towel. "yea.. just a terrible headache.. why did you bring me here though? you could just leave me at my house-"
"i could but you didn't wanna leave my ass so- i mean you were clingy as hell back there. it was almost like you saw some ghost and didnt want to leave me. oh man, such a kid you were," he chuckled to himself. "did i.. really do that? fuck this is so embarrassing- i shouldnt have got drunk and shit-" i sighed. "it's fine really. get changed already you smell terrible- also after showering get anything from my closet right there at the back, whatever you want," he said as he got up and went to the kitchen.
after i got all freshened up, i went to the kitchen counter to check on him. he was cooking some scrambled eggs and.. noodles. this dude surely doesnt know how to cook. "your mother aint home today?" he got startled. "well she went on a business trip a few days ago, will be back in 4 more days," he said. "sorry man, this is all i can do. and you should be grateful for that,"
"no shit," i hit the back of his head playfully.
"oh and," he paused. "what were you up to with that senior?" he asked, finally. i would expect that question. what i didnt expect was.. how serious he looked, rather than just playfully curious.
"oh. he. uh. he's... someone who used to tutor me for physics back in college," i said, hoping he would just stop there. "you sure.. you dont know more about him?" he asked, looking at me. i blinked several times to process his question. "uh.." i sort of froze there. "remember when i uh.. came out to yall, i mentioned this guy who uh.. i liked for a while but he-"
"fucking used you?" he cut me off. "it was.. him? why the fuck did you not tell me or donghyun as soon as you saw him?" he stepped closer with a furious yet concerned look. "well- i was going to.. but i.. i didnt have the guts.. i'm sorry." i said, looking down. he sighed, after that, he hugged me for a while. "no wonder you were so nervous,"
"yeah. my bad. should have told you." i chuckled and said. "you sure.. you don't know anything else about him?" he asked, looking at me with a serious face. what did he mean? "like.. what?"
"yeah. you dont know. why would he tell you anyway.." he scoffed. i absolutely had zero clue about what he was referring to. "Jae.. what's wrong?" i asked. "nothing.. nevermind me. i'm almost done with the breakfast so go to the living room i guess." he said and sighed. i was genuinely curious about what he was referring to. does he know more about seungho hyung? despite the curiosity i decided not to push him further as he looked kind of pissed off at that moment. maybe i'd ask him when he was calm enough again, for then i did what he said.
i opened my phone only to find out he had texted me that night. huh.. he still had my number?
seungho: hey wonsung
i'm sorry you had to feel that way last night because of me.
i also kind of ruined your night out with your friends probably.
i know this is pretty sudden and overwhelming for you already, but i'd really appreciate it if you want to hear me out anytime. maybe through texts, or real life, only if you're comfortable with that. i'd like to.. clarify some things with you which i couldnt tell back then.
