Figure it out - Baekyeol

Rough morning

BAEKHYUN

I wake up to a full house, bottles of alcohol scattered in almost every corner possible. I rub the sleep out of my eyes, only to be met with a wet cheek. When I touch my face, it's wet and sticky. Oh god, I thought I didn't have any sex?!

"Baekhyun, there's a crap ton of vodka on your face, you know that right?"

Thank god.

Chen walks closer, picking up a few random bottles, the clinking sound going straight through me. I hiss, throwing a pillow at him as he purposely clinks the bottles together in an attempt to wake me up. I hate Chen sometimes. . .

"Ugh, who's idea was it to have this dumb party anyway?" I say, running my hands through my recently dyed hair, feeling the unwashed locks sticking to my forehead. I'm a groggy mess, and the last thing I want to do is go to university today.

If you must know, for some stupid reason, god made me smart. I go to Seoul National University, which is one of the most demanding, pushy places on earth. My parents were more than elated, but I was just amused.

"Jongin, who the heck else?" Chen groans, probably thinking of the idiot Jongin. We're all at the same university, in the same dorm, although sometimes I wonder how in hell half of us got in. Jongin is a science guy, but honestly if you met him he'd seem like the opposite. He's a party freak, drowns himself in alcohol and sex. Oh well, at least he's somewhat responsible. . .

"God, what classes do I have today?" I mutter to myself, checking my phone, where I have a photo of my schedule in case I'd lose it. Sadly, I feared the worst. I'm training to be a doctor, what did I expect? I have to stay a year longer than the rest of my friends because medical training is a longer course which sucks ass.

Lucky for me, I only have three classes, one being a 45 minute lecture before our practise exam, which means I'll have virtually the whole day to myself. I sigh in relief, going through the same thoughts as I do every morning. Of course I want to become a doctor, it's my absolute dream, but sometimes I hate it. But then again, everyone hates college. I just have to suck it up for another year and then I can get a decent, stable job.

I decide to take a shower, stepping on at least three slices of pizza as I stand up from my bed. Who came into my room anyway? I swear I locked this door. . .

I decide not to question it, turning on the scorching water, thankfully that pretty soon it'll be Christmas break and I can go back to the peace of my parent's house, complete and utter silence, which is all I want.

For a second, that's what I get, but then the loudest of us all, Chen, decides to yell at Jongin. "You lazy piece of shit! Dip your fries in something els- OH MY GOD NO NOT IN THERE YOU FREAK!"

I almost manage a laugh but end up keeping a frown plastered on my face as I enter the shower, dreading my lecture today since I know I'll have to spend most of my time studying.

While I'm processing thoughts, staring blankly at the drops of water falling down the glass pane, I get a text. What a convenient place. . . Thankfully, my phone is waterproof and so it won't get damaged.

From Kyungsoo : Hey, do you get winter break next week?

I haven't spoken to Kyungsoo in a while. He's a friend from high school, a year younger than me. He attends Korea University, which is also incredibly good. He's a quiet boy, that's how we bonded. He wasn't anything like the other students, he didn't want to get involved, he was laid back and hanging out with him wasn't ever a chore. I remember sharing some very personal things with him and that's why we're so close, he's just so easy to talk to. He may seem miserable at first, but you'll soon learn that that's just his personality.

I also happen to know that he has a small thing going on with a Jongin, which excites me more than it does him. They'd be the cutest couples, no matter how much I dislike Jongin sometimes, I still want the best for him.

To Kyungsoo : Yeah, I think so. Why?

I wait for his reply, which for once, is quite quick. Usually it takes him up to half an hour to even see my texts, which can sometimes be increasingly annoying.

From Kyungsoo : Well, you know my dad works for a big ass company? They gave him a bonus, but instead of money it was some crappy old cabin. Well, we've kind of dolled it up and now my dad is saying I can have a group of people over for winter break.

The text makes me inwardly smile. I do really want to see Kyungsoo. I've been so miserable lately, and the parties aren't helping. The thought of being in a cabin is exciting too, I've always loved the woods and things like that. Assuming it's in the woods anyways.

To Kyungsoo : Wait like, no parents? How many people?

I know I sound fussy, but I've always liked to plan ahead. As long as I know all the people going. Not that I'm shy, I just hate going through the process of meeting someone new. It's always the same crappy small talk and then I never see them again.

From Kyungsoo : Eh, you can bring your roommates and a few others and I just have a couple friends.

Somehow, I don't completely trust his words when he says a couple, but still I guess it'll be fun. Plus, I'm beginning to sound like my mother. All this studying whilst being cooped up inside is doing nothing good for me.

To Kyungsoo : I'll take your word for it. Text me the details later.