𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 / 𝐤𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠

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hyojong was awoken by the unpleasant screams of somin. he woke up immediately, thinking something was wrong. in reality, she was screaming into the pillow because she woke up like that.

"what's wrong?" hyojong was concerned. who screams when they wake up? unless they're somewhere they don't recognize.

"don't tell me we.." somin trailed off, seeing him shirtless. "ohnononononononononono. we didn't. we couldn't have."

"yeesh, was i not good enough last night for you to remember?" he pouted, earning a light punch from her.

"this isn't the time to joke, hyojong!" she groaned, shoving her face into the pillow once again. "did you at least use protection?"

"why are you even asking that? of course i did!" he got out of bed to put on a shirt, because by the look on her face she looked uncomfortable. "you said to use protection last night, so i did."

the girl let out a sigh of relief, and slowly got up as well. she took a glimpse at herself in the mirror, then shrieked. "kim hyojong!"

"what?" the male groaned, walking back into the room.

somin pointed at the hickey on the side of her neck, but didn't notice the one behind her ear because her hair was down. "what. the. hell."

"have you never gotten a hickey before?"

"does it look like i've gotten a hickey before?"

"i-"

"that's what i thought."

"you could've said no to it last night!"

"well i didn't know you were gonna fucking mark me!"

"i'm sorry! why do we have to be arguing over sex anyways somin, it's the morning!"

"fine. but don't bring it up today. or ever."

somin changed back into her outfit from yesterday which was a black halter top, white sweatpants, and a black cardigan. it's not like she was going anywhere anyways. yeon barged into the house, groaning because of the major headache she has. "i need tylenol."

"here." she tossed her a water bottle and the bottle of pills, letting her friend take care of her headache.

"thank you, thank you." yeon sat down at the table, taking the medication. "so, what did you do last- oH my gahd." her reaction to the hickey on her neck was expected.

"don't ask." somin sat across from her, taking a sip of coffee.

"looks like someone had fun last night." her friend teased, earning a glare from somin. "yeesh, sorry. did he at least use protection?"

"of course."

"did he get your consent?"

"what do you think?"

"that's a yes. or else i'll slit his throat."

"note taken. anyways, how was the party?"

"i got close with this one dude. his name is yan an."

"oh, the chinese one?"

"yeah. he's pretty cool, if i do say so myself."

"okay, now getting on the topic of the more important things. did you bring me some weed?"

"of course i did. who do you think i am?"

"a stoner."

"then you are correct. very very correct."

"how would i be wrong? especially since i've known you since what, middle school?"

"that's also very very correct."

"now that i think about it, through our years of knowing each other, you've only been in a relationship once. and then now you know of this yan an boy."

"it's not like that."

"mhm."

"why are you talking about yan an?" hyojong came into the conversation, as he started making his own cofffee. "don't say anything bad about my friend, i'm right here."

"oh, we weren't. just someone here likes him." somin looked at yeon, and yeon glared back.

"it's not like that! i met him last night at the party, and we became friends, that's it!" yeon was trying not to laugh at her friends accusation, but she failed. it was hard to stay mad at each other.

"it's exactly like that, liar!" somin laughed with her, as they both fell out of their chairs and onto the floor.

"i'm dating this weirdo?" hyojong mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes at the girls on the floor.

"heard that!" somin called out.

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- signed, disconnectedly.]