The Aftereffects | chanbaek

The Aftereffects of Byun Baekhyun: 07

Journal entry: 07
May 13, 2012
Time recorded: 10:01 p.m.

I don't know what to say for today's entry . . . My head is too full of dread.

Jungkook wants to see me again tonight. He's having his own party at his house and told me I should come - only it wasn't a suggestion, more like a demand.

I'm terrified. I don't want to get drunk again because when I am, I've realized I can't make rational decisions, if last time was any indication.

Kyungsoo made the suggestion of coming with me, as a sorta bodyguard, I think. I was beyond happy with the idea, but I also don't want him getting involved with something like that . . .

I don't know what to do . . .? I'm so conflicted.

End of journal entry.

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May 13, 2012

I stood with Kyungsoo on the edge of the lawn, both of us staring apprehensively up towards the house. The music was loud and pulsed from the house in sound waves. Jungkook was lucky he didn't have any neighbors, or the police would definitely have been making a visit.

"So this is what a party sounds like?" Kyungsoo asked with a pinched brow. "It's too loud."

"It'll be much worse inside," Baekhyun muttered from the corner of his mouth as they started their trek forward.

Unlike last time, there weren't that many people hanging around outside, but the ones who were hung mainly around the bushes waiting for themselves to finish throwing up all the alcohol they had consumed.

Kyungsoo grimaced when the smell reached his nose and gagged while trying to say, "Why the hell do people do this? It's disgusting! Blah!" He gagged again.

Baekhyun sighed and pushed the front door open, the action causing even more of the thumping music to fill the no longer tranquil night air.

Baekhyun grabbed Kyungsoo's hand so he wouldn't lose him in the crowd, and lead the way inside.

"Where should we go?" Kyungsoo yelled over the noise.

"Let's just try to a-"

Baekhyun was cut off by a hand sliding over his eyes from behind. Kyungsoo gasped and Baekhyun's body froze as the person leaned in close and whispered, "Guess who?"

"J-Jungkook?" Baekhyun stuttered.

He was reward with a kiss to the back of his neck while Jungkook murmured into his ear, "Good job, puppet. Do you want your reward now or later?"

Baekhyun could have cried as he sputtered out, "L-later."

Jungkook sighed and slide his hand down to Baekhyun's, tugging him forward as he called, "Let's get you a drink, puppet."

He was only able to walk two steps when Baekhyun's arm went taunt in his hand. Jungkook turned around, confused, until he saw Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo was holding onto Baekhyun's other hand, a stern look on his face. Baekhyun was gnawing on his bottom lip, afraid of their impending confrontation.

"Baekhyun isn't coming with, Jungkook. He came with me, and with me he will stay," Kyungsoo spoke bravely.

A slow smirk upturned the corner of Jungkook's mouth, and he said, "Oh, is that so?"

"Yes!"

"Alright, then, but you can't watch him all night, Kyungsoo," Jungkook said before dropping Baekhyun's hand and disappearing into the crowd.

Kyungsoo exhaled a heavy breath before saying, "Damn, that was nerve-racking. Baekhyun, are you okay?"

Baekhyun couldn't speak, all he did was shake his head before pulling Kyungsoo along with him to the nearest bathroom. He asked if Kyungsoo would wait for him, then he slipped inside the bathroom and clasped onto the floor, tears already streaming down his cheeks as he laid his head in his arms.

On the other side of the door, a boy Kyungsoo didn't recognize ran up to him, yelling excitedly about some kid daring to drink a whole keg as he forcefully pulled him along after him - Kyungsoo's cries of protest being ignored.

Baekhyun continued to cry, his eyes too blurry and his sobs too loud to hear the click of the opening door. He jumped when a pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders and a hand slid comfortingly through his hair.

"Puppet?" he asked softly. "Can you come with me?"

Baekhyun shook his head and gasped, "Please, no!" before crying out even harder.

Jungkook sighed and murmured, "Puppet, I just want to hang out with you. Get to know you better maybe, if you'll let me, that is?"

Baekhyun sniffled and replied, "But I don't want to get to know you."

"Well, I never said you had a choice, so . . ." And with that, Jungkook grabbed Baekhyun's hand and tugged him to his feet.

Jungkook lead him through the house to the kitchen, where he poured them each a cup of that amazingly life-ruining burgundy liquid that filled him with a burning warmth.

"Just drink it," Jungkook sighed as he passed it to Baekhyun, who just stared at it like it was something toxic - but to Baekhyun, it might as well be.

He didn't want to cause himself harm, so squeezing his eyes tightly shut he knocked back the slowly becoming addictive heat. He felt tears run down his cheeks as he shamefully reach out for more, and drinking that in one gulp as well.

He was too desperate to stop. He needed that warmth.

His night turned haywire after his fourth drink, and soon enough Baekhyun had climbed onto the living room coffee table, a random guy joining up there with him. Baekhyun's world spun as he danced and grinded his body hard against his random dance partner. And it got worse when Kyungsoo finally found him, heavily making out with Jungkook in his bedroom - the moans and cries of his best friend were what drew him to the room, not some preverted fascination.

Kyungsoo burst into the room with a fury scary enough to frighten the devil himself, and stalking forward he ripped a half-naked Baekhyun out from beneath Jungkook as he yelled, "Baekhyun! What the hell!? Didn't you insist that I come along so this very thing wouldn't happen!? I mean, what the fuck!? I could kill you right now! Come on!" Kyungsoo commanded as he tugged Baekhyun towards the door.

And all Baekhyun could utter was, "Kyung...soo?" before he limply collapsed into Kyungsoo's arms. Kyungsoo's shot daggers Jungkook's way as he grabbed Baekhyun's shirt and turned away from that disgusting manipulator.

Shaking himself from his daze, Jungkook lunged off the bed and grabbed Baekhyun's wrist as he slurred, "You're such a fuckin' cock block, Soo! Let Baek make his own decisions!"

Kyungsoo suddenly rounded on Jungkook and thumped him in the head as he cried, "You moron! You're taking advantage of him even if he claims to be fine with it! He's so drunk his not even in the same universe anymore, Jungkook! And do you want to know what people call other people who take advantage of someone unaware of their actions? Rapists! So leave him the fuck alone, Jungkook, or so help me, I'll fucking casterate you!"

After finally getting Baekhyun out of that place, that admittedly, Kyungsoo was fearing could become his future, he called Baekhyun's brother just to "remind" him that Baekhyun was sleeping over at his house and not to worry. And then hailing a cab, Kyungsoo took the very drunk and passed out Baekhyun to some place where he would be safe from all the temptation.

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