Two men with different personalities. The one who drives you crazy but can easily sway you while the other one warms your heart.
Song Nana doesn't wish for her life to be complicated. The man he once loved is a bestfriend to the man she's in relati...
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(A few months later)
Nana
I was speechless when I saw Lay's name appeared on my phone's screen. It had been a while since he called me. It took me few minutes to think either to pick up the call or decline it. He had been calling me for multiple times. Not to mention that it was midnight.
I didn't know what got into me when picked up his call. "Hello?" I said.
"My love!" He screamed.
"If you are going to play a fool right now, I'm going to hang up." I said sternly.
"I think I'm going to die tonight. I'm going to kill myself." He giggled. His voice was slurring as he spoke over the phone and from there I knew he was drunk.
"What the fuck, Lay?" I cursed at him. I didn't know what to do.
"Since this is the last time I might be able to talk to you," He paused and then he giggled again.
My heart literally dropped when he said this was going to be the last time. A drunk person can do whatever he or she wanted to do without rational thinking and damn, I was scared just to think about it.
"Fuck you, Lay. Don't move anywhere. Wait there!" I yelled at him frustratedly.
I called his fiancé, Irene, few times but she didn't pick it up. Probably she was recording for music shows.
I really didn't have the choice. Sehun wasn't here as well. He was in China for a music video recording with Chanyeol. I quickly grabbed my keys and went to pick up Lay.
I sighed and hoped Sehun would not be mad at me when he found out that I went to pick up fucking drunk Lay from the club.
***
I got mad looking at Lay wasted as fuck. He was alone drinking bottles of soju and only God knows how much he already drank. He could barely sit straight.
"Stop drinking, Lay!" I took away the bottle from his hand and put it on the floor.
I glared at him unsatisfiedly. "Why are behaving like this? You're so pathetic."
Lay giggled. "Do you even know how hard it is for me? I don't think you know. Even Irene don't give a damn care." He burst into sudden laughter.
He tried to grab the bottle that I took away from him earlier but I stopped him. His body felt hot from the drinking. He was terribly weak.
"Let's go." I said as I grabbed his hand and put his arm around my shoulder. Damn, he was so heavy.
"No! I want to drink my sadness away." He said and giggled like a mad man.
