Taeyong's POV
The next morning I woke up sore, sticky, and confused. I sat up and looked around, finding the TV on and beer bottles scattered along the coffee table. When I looked down at myself, I saw that I was completely naked and that the stickiness I felt was from the cum spewed on my body. Someone's arm was around my waist. The person I expected it to be was someone I never thought I would be in this situation with. Laying next to me, still in a deep sleep, was Yuta, also completely naked and sticky. My heart and head started pounding and I could feel bile rise up my throat. I struggled to get up from the pull-out couch and stumbled to the downstairs bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet and throwing up all whatever I ate last night. When I was done I flushed the toilet and leaned back against the wall, my head throbbing and my lower region pulsing with pain. I closed my eyes and suddenly everything rushed back to me. I remembered getting extremely drunk and eating pizza with Yuta with a movie playing in the background. I remembered us kissing and then sucking each other off. I remember how loud I was when he put himself inside me, when he marked up my body like I was his. I remember riding him, letting him jerk me off until we reached our climaxes and came all over each other. Then after that we curled up on the couch and fell asleep.
I can't believe I agreed with Yuta to do that. Or maybe I just shouldn't have drank as much. Now all I felt was regret and pain from cheating on Jaehyun. Jae. I limped around the house, searching for my phone. It took me ten minutes just to find it under a napkin on the kitchen table. Pulling up Jae's number, I hit call.
My phone rang four, five, eight times before it went to voicemail. I sighed, waiting for the beep so I could leave a message.
"Hey Jae! Just wanted to call to see how you are and when you'll be home. Hope to see you soon! Love you!" I ended the call, feeling like shit and needing to throw up again.
I went into the livingroom to wake Yuta up and explain what had happened last night if he didn't remember and hope that it didn't mean anything. I shook him gently, calling him name. He groaned and rolled onto his back, stretching and yawning. Then he opened his eyes, sitting up and surveying the room. A look of confusion crossed his face for a moment until it seemed his memory came back. His eyes met mine, glazed over with guilt.
"Oh my god, Taeyong, what have we done," he whispered. I don't know why, but a sob escaped my throat and tears started pouring down my cheeks. Yuta held his arms out and I crawled between them, letting him hold me while I cried. He gently rubbed my back, trying to soothe me, but I was too distressed.
"Shhhh, you're ok. It'll be ok. Just calm down," he murmured. But my shoulders still shook, the sobs continuing to wrack my body.
"I-I feel so b-bad Yuta. I c-can't believe I cheated on Jae. Y-Yuta, what have we d-done," I stammered between tears. Yuta's phone started ringing from on the coffee table. He reached over and grabbed it, not letting go of me.
"Hello?" he answered. I couldn't really hear what was being said on the other side. Yuta noticed and put his phone on speaker. It was Sicheng.
"Why did you do it Yuta?" Sicheng asked. I quietly let the tears flow, trying to not be loud.
"Sicheng, we were drunk. We don't even know what we were doing. Taeyong is literally in tears right now, filled with regret. I hate myself for doing it. You have no idea how sorry I am, Sicheng. How sorry we are," he explained. Sicheng sighed on the other side.
"Well, you're gonna have to explain that to him. Show him that it didn't mean anything. But wait a few days. He said he isn't going to answer his phone if it's either of you. He's really sad right now. Just thought I'd warn you. I believe and forgive you guys. Jaehyun is a different story though. I'll see you in a few hours just to grab a few things then Jae wants to see me," Sicheng informed us. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I cried loudler, burying my face into Yuta's chest. I heard Sicheng apoligize, say goodbye, and hang up. I continued to let out my sorrow and sadness until I couldn't cry anymore. The whole time, Yuta held me, rocking slightly.
What felt like an hour later, I reduced my cries to sniffles, relishing the feeling of my best friend caring for me. He motioned for us to get up.
"Let's go get cleaned up and dressed so we can fix up the house ok?" he said. I nodded, limping to the bathroom behind him. We took a long shower, making sure we were clean, then got dressed and started cleaning the house, putting all the beer bottles into a trash bag along with the empty pizza boxes. Yuta collected all the bedding from the couch and put them in the wash while I cleaned any excess cum from around the room. But soon standing got to be too much and I had to sit down for a minute, my body aching. I guess the only good thing to come out of this is that Jaehyun hasn't said he was going to leave me yet.
For the next few hours Yuta and I just hung out on the other couch, watching TV and relaxing from our extensive night. Around 5ish Sicheng walked in as I was beginning to dose off. He came into the livingroom and sat down in the rocking chair, looking beat.
"Hey guys. You ok?" he asked. I just nodded, my eyes closed.
"Yeah we're good. We've just been chillin," Yuta answered. They started a small conversation until Sicheng said Jae texted him. He went upstairs to get a couple things and left. The mention of Jaehyun brought tears to my eyes again but I held them back, trying to go into a deeper sleep. And finally, after half an hour, I succeeded, falling asleep on the couch next to Yuta.
Jaehyun's POV
I was currently laying in my bed at my parents house. When I finally arrived here from witnessing Taeyong and Yuta, my mom welcomed me with open arms and held me while I cried. I haven't really said why I came over crying yet. I just haven't been able to.
The front door opened and closed and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. My door creaked open, revealing Sicheng with a bag in one hand and a Frappaccino in the other. I sat up and wiped off the stray tears on my face and smiled, becconing him over to sit with me. He set the bag next to me old dresser and the coffee on my nightstand, sitting next to me and pulling me into his chest. A few more tears escaped, but I already cried enough.
"So I called Yuta a while after you called me and he explained what happened. They didn't mean it Jae. they were drunk. I could hear Taeyong sobbing in the background. He looked depressed when I went over there. He hates himself for what he's done, Jae. Maybe you could consider talking to him. He doesn't want to lose you," Sicheng explained.
"I just, I can't believe they would do something like that! Were they really that drunk?" I exclaimed.
"Jae, I'm guessing they each had around ten beers each. They literally looked like shit. They didn't know what they were doing. Please, don't give up on what you and Taeyong have. He needs you" he said. He doesn't want to lose you was being repeated over and over in my head. Well if he doesn't want to lose me, then why the hell would they even do something so wrong?!, one side of me thought. But they were drunk and regret they even thought about doing it, the other side thought. But which side could I believe?
Which side should I trust?
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idk Jae who SHOULD u trust??? lol hope y'all enjoyed!!
Salanghaeyo~
Kelly <3
