In the Club

CHAPTER 2

Taeho POV

Oh man I am waking up with the biggest hangover. I rub my hand over my eyes and stretch. I can't believe I decided to go out drinking last night when I knew we had a busy schedule today. We have a photoshoot later and guaranteed that Jian is going to want us to practice after as well. Plus I have a vocal lesson today. Wait, what time is it?
I try to find my phone in my covers. I can't find it but as I look up I see it sitting on the bedside counter. And it is- OH NO I AM LATE! Shoot! My voice lesson started ten minutes ago! I scramble out of bed and hurry to put clothes on. I am just pulling on my pants when I hear a groan from the bunk above mine. Ungjae must be finally waking up.
As I put my jacket on I hear a gasp and then Ungjae sits straight up in his bunk and hits his head on the ceiling. Just as fast he laid back down clutching his hand to his forehead. I am guessing he had a hangover as well plus the headache he just got from hitting his head.
"Morning. That's gotta hurt. You okay?" I ask him.
He darts his head to the side. His eyes widened and then he shut them; covering his face with his hands once more. I hear a muffled "I'm fine."
With that I grin and jog out of the room. Quickly putting on my shoes and heading to the company, where I knew my very upset vocal teacher was waiting. Ungjae was always a little peculiar and so I thought nothing more of his behavior this morning other than he was very hungover.
I couldn't remember much from last night other than we had a lot to drink and Sang was being all mopey because he wanted a girlfriend. Then we were heading to the club. We must have gone but I couldn't quite remember any of it. I'm guessing we all had a good time since all I had was warm good feelings of the night but hopefully Sang didn't get himself into any trouble. I should have checked before I left. Well at least I know Ungjae didn't do anything stupid.
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It was at the photshoot that I finally saw Sang. He was standing talking to Jeup.
"Yeah I guess I did well. I did make it to the third round before I was eliminated, I'm just disappointed that I didn't win you know?"
"Mhmm" replied Sang softly.
"How's the hangover?" I tease Sang. Who was wearing sunglasses and holding a cup of coffee.
"Shhhh. Not so loud. My head is still ringing." He whispered.
Jian who had overheard this yelled at Sang, "Maybe next time you shouldn't get so drunk!" and then in a quieter voice, "Come on. You need to learn to control your intake. If you know you can't handle it don't drink so much. You three," he pointed to Sang, me, and Ungjae who I hadn't seen walk up behind me, "came in the middle of the night covered in vomit. And guess who had to make sure you didn't lay in it. Definitely not Jeup. And none of you guys were fit to do it so I had to."
Jian was giving us a well needed lecture considering Sang and I didn't remember any of that. Maybe Ungjae did though. After Jian walked away I turned to him and asked " Hey do you remember what happened last night? Sang and I both have wiped memories."
Ungjae didn't respond at first. He just stared at me for a minute.
"Helloo. Earth to Ungjae. Remember anything from last night?" I waved my hand in front of his face.
His face suddenly went into focus again. "Uh yeah. But you guys don't remember anything? At all?"
"Nope, I got nothing," replied Sang quietly.
"I remember going to the grill and Sang was all lovesick. Then we went to the club I think?" I looked at Ungjae to confirm.
"Do you remember anything else?" Ungjae inquired.
I think back to last night, all I was remembering was warmth and the club lights around us. I start to vaguely remember something. "I wanted to keep an eye on Sang so you and I didn't dance. I think. And then we all went home?" I was just guessing about the last part. Trying to piece together the night as best as possible. "Am I missing anything?"
"No, you basically got it all right." He turned and walked away to go get his makeup done.
Hmm. That was a little odd I guess. Usually Ungjae will stay and talk with me a bit. Maybe he is still hungover and just wants some quiet. I have a little bit of time before my turn to go to hair and makeup so I hunt down a nice couch somewhere and so I can take a nap.
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I am shaken awake by one of the staff. They are telling me it's my turn to go get my hair and makeup.
I just had the weirdest dream. I dreamt that Ungjae and I were at the club and we were looking down on the crowd. I heard Ungjae say something but I couldn't hear what it was over the noise of the music. When I said what he said something again but I still couldn't hear. And then heres where my dream got really strange. Then Ungjae kissed me and to my surprise I think I kissed him back? That can't be right. What a strange dream.
I see Ungjae in the makeup room. They are just getting finished with him and letting him go. As we pass each other I give him a grin and he gives man a smile back. I feel my cheeks get hot and the blood rises turning my face bright pink. WHAT?
I place my the back of my hand in my cheek trying to make the blush go away. As I sit down in the makeup chair I try to think back, what made me blush?
As I review what happened in my head and I think of Ungjae's grin at me I can feel the blood rise to my cheeks again. Whoah. I fan my face a little to get the blush to go away again.
I wonder why my body is doing that. Is it because of my dream? That's possible. Dreams do have the ability to effect your reality. So it's probably just that and tomorrow after I get a good nights sleep I'll be able to think again.
As I come out of hair and makeup I see Ungjae is on the floor getting his picture taken. Our concept is very James Bond so we are all in suits for our promotional shots. Ungjae has a nice body for wearing suits. Especially his shoulders and torso. And his butt just a little —What am I thinking?
I shake my head before I go over and sit next to Jeup and Jian. Sang was probably somewhere sleeping.
"I'm just saying that if Harry Potter was a little smarter they could have solved the whole series so much quicker."
"Yeah but that's why they had Hermione. Maybe Harry should have made more Ravenclaw friends." Jian countered. "I'm not saying Harry was perfect. On the contrary, Harry was a complete dunce! He caught the Hogwarts letters out of the air rather than picking up one from the ground, you can't get much dumber than that. But that's the reason he wasn't put in Ravenclaw."
I just sat there quietly listening to them bicker. Smiling cause they did this all the time. But I also had other thoughts marking their way around my head.
Did we actually kiss at the club? Did I like it? Did he mean to? Am I gay? Do I like Ungjae?
At this moment Ungjae comes over and sits in the open seat next to me while Jian gets up to go shoot.
I really want to ask him about my dream.
"Hey so I had the weirdest dream. And it was about last night."
Ungjae turned to me. He clasped his hands together and gave me a look. "About?"
"You're going to think I'm crazy but I dreamt that we kissed at the club. How weird is that?" I laughed it off and laid my hand on the back of his chair.
I felt Ungjae stiffen a little in his chair. He stared at his hands while he replied. "Yeah that is strange."
"I don't know which is stranger. Your dream or the the fact that you told him about the dream. Dreams express your hidden desires you know!" Jeup said from my other side. He gave a short laugh.
"Oh shove off. It was just a dream."
Ungjae got up just then, "I need to use the restroom."
"Alright, see ya" said Jeup.
But I couldn't help looking at him as he left. The way he reacted was very un-Ungjae like. Maybe I should go see if anything was bothering him. I also wanted to ask him more about the dream.
"I have to use the bathroom as well." I didn't wait for Jeup reply before I followed after Ungjae.
"Ungjae wait!" Ungjae didn't slow down in front of me but sped into the bathroom. But I was close at his heels and slipped in right behind him.
"What's going on? Are you okay?" I put my hand on his shoulder so I can turn him around to face me.
He twisted his shoulder out of my grip. "I'm fine." Those where the same words he said to me earlier but I didn't believe them now.
"Is this about my dream? I'm sorry I told you. It was a mistake. I just thought you'd think it was funny."
Ungjae ran his hands through his hair, something he only did when he was stressed, and paced a little inside the bathroom. "Listen I meant to tell you earlier but we were never alone," I could tell he was panicking a little.
I tried to calm him down, "Whatever it is you can talk to me. Just take a deep breath and say it."
He stopped pacing and looked at me then. There was a sad fear in his eyes. "Your dream isn't a dream."
"Of course it was a dream—"
"No I mean it actually happened. Last night at the club we both were really drunk and I guess I kissed you. But that was it. Nothing else happened."