It Just Happened || YeonBin

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The next day, Yeonjun wakes up with the most terrible headache he'd ever experienced in his 22 years of life.

Groaning, he sits up from the bed and takes a good look around his surrounding while also adjusting his sight. Cream colored walls with white huge curtains covering the windows greeted him in this fine afternoon. There's also a couch placed at the opposite corner and a table with some necessities neatly organized on top. A white wooden closet can also be seen pressed on the wall with a robe hanging on its door handle.

It took Yeonjun a whole 2 minutes to realize that this certainly isn't his room and once he finally returns back into his senses, he stands up too quickly he fears that his joints might possibly break. His action also results his head to hurt even more but he couldn't careless for that as of the moment. The main priority right now is for him to figure out where the actual fuck he actually is and how he should get the fuck outta there.

So, think Yeonjun you stupid piece of shit.

And as if on cue, his phone starts ringing frantically from the bed. He wasted no time in searching for it and throwing the pillow that was covering it away and picks it up.

"Hel-"

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU YEONJUN!? WHY DIDN'T YOU COME HOME LAST NIGHT!? I WAS WORRIED SICK! I CALLED YOU A MILLION TIMES BUT YOU PICKED UP JUST NOW!? WHAT THE HECK!?" Yeonjun pulled the phone away from his ear after being cut of from his greeting. He couldn't blame the other though since he knows he's at fault this time, he's probably just worried about him.

No he really is worried about him.

And now he's going to kill Yeonjun.

"I'm sorry hyung, I'll explain to you later, okay? But now I have to get out of here." He started walking out of the room after he made sure that he isn't leaving anything behind.

"What do you mean? Where are you?"

"I actually don't kno-"

"YOU DON'T KNOW!? YEONJUN I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU ONCE YOU GET HO-"

"I know. I know... just- you know what? I'm gonna call you later, alright? Bye Taehyung hyung."

"YEONJUN I'M TELLING YO-"

He sighs and puts the phone away in his pocket. He will worry about his cousin's lecture later but right now, he has to leave.

How did he even manage to get in here anyway? This place looks so unfamiliar to him. And even if he tried to remember what the hell he was doing last night he couldn't. All he could recall was him, sitting at the bar while he cries his heart out because of the break up.

Right, the break up.

Get your mind off it Yeonjun, please.

He successfully exited the place without bumping into anyone, which is good, for Yeonjun isn't in the mood to deal with any bullshits right now. He's still having a terrible hangover for fuck's sake, give him a brea-

Actually, no. Don't give him another break. He's done. He just went through it last night and look at him now, hopelessly walking down the hallway of an unknown hotel with his head hurting and his life on the line once he finally reaches home.

So, no. Don't give him a break.

At last, Yeonjun finds an elevator and he swiftly went into it. Luckily, there's no one in there so he could use his time alone to contemplate his life decisions. You know, the usual "what the hell were you thinking" and question all the other dumb shits that went wrong in your life because of your own stupidity.