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hello! surprise! i have decided to continue this story after rereading it twice! tho i ain't sure if i still got the skills to write. and readers.

also, read my ongoing junhwan ff! it is entitled, discovered pages.

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fuck. hanbin is all kim jiwon thinks right now. no name? that's pretty close here and that could also mean that hanbin must be drowning from alcohols now.

jiwon tightened his grip on the steering wheel as he stepped hard on the gas. he doesn't know anymore. all he can think is to comfort hanbin, take him out of his misery. from fucking jaewon.

he slapped hard on the steering wheel when he didn't reach the green light. fuck, it takes 2 minutes. he nibbles on his lips frustratedly, tapping his fingers aggressively on the steering wheel.

as soon as he saw the green light on, he stepped on the gas and made his way to the bar.

"age?" asked the big man guarding the door. a loud bass and screams can hear outside the bar.

"20." he brought out his ID and showed it up to him. the man granted his access and he didn't waste time anymore and squirmed through the crowd.

"fuck, where is he?" he grabbed on his hair, frustrated. he kept on nibbling on his lips while checking his phone to recheck junhoe's message to confirm if he's in the right bar.

hanbin, where are you? he squinted his eyes, tryna focus his sight to look for hanbin. once i see his hair, i'll know it's him.

bingo. he saw the back of a petite man with hair kinda messy and have his head ducked on the table.

he's wasted, fuck. kim hanbin, how much did you drink?

jiwon squirmed his way through the crowd. "excuse me. i'm sorry, excuse me." he sat beside hanbin, panting, and inhaled air to calm himself.

he looks deteriorated. jiwon felt his heart broke, he doesn't know how many times at the sight of the person he admires the most being broken.

he asked for a glass of whiskey and watches hanbin silently. he can't just approach him. he doesn't even know him. yeah, they're seatmates but hanbin sure didn't catch to see his face.

he saw hanbin lifted his head that got him looked away and coughed away his nervousness. he was watching him with his peripheral vision, cautiously enough that hanbin won't notice him.

"should i pour you another one?" the man on the counter asked and hanbin just gave him his glass.

hanbin sighed and it took awhile for his tears to roll down. all the months he had spent with jaewon, all those efforts and love... were fake?

dizziness breaks in, tears were also rolling down his cheeks. he sniffled and drank the whole glass of whiskey that he ordered. his vision is blurry, but he doesn't feel numbed yet.

"pour me another one." he requested and the man stopped for awhile but took his glass right away to pour another serve of whiskey.

he drank all of it as soon as he received it. he doesn't know anymore. he just wants to escape and fast forward for a year after. he suddenly questions his worth.

maybe, i am not worth the love. he won't cheat, no, he won't leave me if i am worthy.

he suddenly felt the call of nature. he drank enough amount to make him pee. closed eyes, he silently laughs at the thought. even my own body is stopping myself to drink now.

he stands and quickly held onto the table because everything is circling around his sight. am i drunk already? weakshit.

jiwon blinked and stood up fast once he's seen hanbin stood up from his seat. uhh, where is he going now?

with his half-open eyes, hanbin tries to walk on a jelly path he's seeing. fuck, why is the floor feel so jelly?

jiwon follows worriedly and quietly, in a distance that hanbin still won't notice his presence.

ah, fuck. i'm so dizzy. hanbin lost his balance and tripped on his own feet. he fell but on someone's body. on jiwon.

confused, he looked up and tries to see the face of the man who caught him by squinting his eyes.

fuck, he saw me. jiwon panicked but didn't shove hanbin. instead, he held onto him tightly as the shorter lad examines his face.

"th..thank you." said tipsy hanbin. jiwon gasped and took a step back, causing hanbin to stumble upon him more when hanbin grabbed both of his cheeks with his cold palms.

"i..-" jiwon almost inaudibly said. he stares at the shorter in front of him. he's got his eyes half-closed and cheeks flushing in red due to being tipsy. his eyelashes, fuck. it seems that the world stops and the music, it turns into a sweet melody only two of them could hear. fuck.

jiwon's heart could reach a finish lane due to its fast pace. oh my god. fuck fuck fuck.

please, jaewon. if i do this, will i get to move on from you? hanbin almost half asleep pulls the man's face closer to his.

he mentally laughs at the thought and his joke. but, he watched movies of this instance and experience. maybe it works on him too. hopefully.

just kiss someone randomly and you'll get to move on, hanbin-ah.

fuck fuck fuck. what is he trying to do?

i'll move on from you, jaewon please. hanbin crashes his lips against the man he just pulled in his face against with.

jiwon got stunned, his small eyes widened. he was... speechless as fuck. what the fuck? his heart was extremely ridiculous, he felt no butterflies, rather various animals inside his stomach. his face was definitely redder that a ripe tomatoes. he can't move an inch. he was speechless. his mind, blank. his thoughts, blank. he can't figure what just happened. kim hanbin? fuck.

hanbin pulled away, however, jiwon was still stunned. and only pulled into earth again when he felt wet on his shoulder.

hanbin threw up on him.

"i- i'm so sorry .. hng i feel dizz..y" jiwon mentally slapped himself and catches hanbin when the shorter almost fell again since tried to stand on his feet once he realized what he had did.

"you are drunk. i'll take you home. who can i call?" jiwon shoved his thoughts away and focused on assisting hanbin first. fuck, he kissed me.

"..h-huh?" weak, hanbin almost whispered. sleep is all he needs right now. his eyes are closing and he felt comfort leaning on this someone's body.

jiwon moves closer into hanbin's ear. "who can i call?" he got no response and he felt heavier. did he just fall asleep? fuck. i don't know who to call.

jiwon wrapped his arm around hanbin's waist, his other hand holding his face gently. "hanbin..?" he tried to call him but he still got no response.

what should i do? where should i take him? jiwon once again nibbles on his lower lip, holding gently onto the smaller lad beside him, so gently like he's scared to hurt him.

nevermind, i'll just bring him in my apartment.

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aAAAaaaAaaa how was it? i'm sorry if it sounded lame but yes, i'm gonna continue this story hehe 😻