Drunk'n Love

Soonyoung opened his eyes to a brand new day... bad idea. As soon as he opened his eyes, his head began to throb in ways that he thought could kill a man. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that he could relieve the pain, but his tries proved to be fruitless, for he was still suffering an utmost terrible headache. He knew that going to that club with the rest of the guys was a bad idea. Soonyoung was pretty horrible at holding in his liquor, and yet here he was suffering the consequences. Normally, when he had a headache, he could sleep it off, but it seemed that this particular one was not going to go away on its own, so he opted to give up on his useless attempt to go back to sleep. He moved his arms to stretch, when he suddenly felt a lump on the other side of the bed. He froze. His first thought was that it might have been a pillow, but pillows weren't that hard and they definitely didn't have hands. He was now aware of that fact that this was not his room and the bed he was on was definitely not his own either. He yanked his hand back to his side.

'Shit,' he thought. This could only mean one thing. He had probably slept with someone while he was drunk off his ass. He didn't want to turn his head to see who that person was. His back was to the sleeping figure. He looked under the covers and saw that he wasn't completely naked. His shirt was discarded somewhere and his pants were still on, so he definitely didn't go too far. His lips were swollen, so that meant that he had definitely had an intense make out session with whoever it was. He was starting to get really curious now, so he took a deep breath and on the count of three, he turned his whole body to the side to see who it was.

Hansol

Choi Hansol, to be exact.

Maybe looking was not such a good idea after all. His quickly sat up... again not a good idea. He had forgotten about his headache, until now. He couldn't believe it. He had slept- well not exactly, but he had spent the night with Hansol. Parts of it came flooding back to him now. He remembered how they were dancing, all of them. He remembered how he had gotten quite a bit too much to drink and he ended up on the dance floor with Hansol. He also remembered getting a little too close to the other. He had his arms wrapped around the other and before he knew it, he had somehow tripped the both of them, and as a result, he managed to kiss the other.

He couldn't remember what had led up to being in his bedroom though. He had only gotten this drunk once in his life, and it had proven to be a horrible experience, but even though he wasn't quite fond of that time, he had remembered what had happened the night before, unlike this time.

His head was hurting even more now. He peeked at Hansol's sleeping face. He wasn't going to lie to himself, Hansol was really handsome, but when he was asleep, he looked even more stunning, and yes he found the younger attractive, and that was the problem, he found Hansol attractive, and Hansol was probably straight.

All this thinking made his head hurt and he didn't want to be there when Hansol woke up, it would make things awkward, so he slowly got up... And again it proved to be a horrible idea. Hangovers were not something to be taken lightly, but he endured it and looked for his shirt. Along the way he managed to stay quiet... that was until he almost tripped. He heard Hansol rustle on the bed. Soonyoung froze. He waited a few seconds before he realized that Hansol was still asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief as he found his shirt by the door and quietly exited the room. He made sure to close it really slowly as to not make too much noise.

"Morning."

Soonyoung yelped. He spun around with his hand on his mouth, he almost fell backwards... again with the bad ideas.

And just as luck would have it, right in front of him was Seungcheol with knowing smirk. "From the state you're in, it looks like you're pretty wrecked," he said trying to hide his laughter.