Accidental Rental

Five Year Old

A headache was a normal reaction when you wake up the next morning after drinking and getting drunk but for the first time in all of the other times he had drank, Baekho remembered everything he had done vividly. They were in Minhyun's car and they had done that. Why of all parts that he had forgotten was the part where he ended up in his own bedroom and tucked in too? He stared at his room ceiling and breathed out.

"Shit!" he yelled and sat up, taking his pillow and stuffing his face on it to scream as loud as he could. Of course, that only scared his sister awake. She burst into his room to find him groaning into his pillow.

"What the hell, brother? Why are you screaming?"

"Naeun!" he gasped, forgetting that he wasn't staying alone anymore. "I.. Uh..."

"Had a bad dream?" she guessed and he laid down while letting out a stressed growl.

"It's fucking reality. It's not a dream. I wish it was a dream!" he cursed and stuffed his pillow against his face again.

"What? You and Minhyun did something yesterday?"

He snapped up, pulling the pillow down to show her the alarmed look on his face. "What- How?!"

"He brought you home yesterday. You had passed out and he had to carry you all the way by himself. You shouldn't trouble him like this, you know," Naeun sighed and shook her head at the disappointment of her brother. "So, spill the beans. What did you guys do?"

"It was... Nothing."

"Nothing? You really expect me to believe that when you literally screamed your head off? Gee, brother. I'm not a 5 year old." Baekho turned ridiculously red and ended up not saying anything instead. Naeun sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'm going back to sleep."

His sister stormed back to her room to sleep again and Baekho decided to get up since he doubted he would be able to sleep anyways. He rubbed his neck and paused when he looked into the mirror. He almost let out a scream again but quickly clamped his hand over his mouth. His neck. His goddamn neck had proof of their activities. Red purplish bite marks lined the sides of his neck.

"Fuck... How do I cover these up?" he muttered to himself as he removed his clothes to check if there were any other marks on his body. He let out a relieved sigh when only his neck had been marked but it was also the most exposed part of the body apart from his hands and face so it still troubled him. He settled for a turtleneck that really unsubtly hug his body. He really didn't like to wear tight outfits but guessed he didn't have much of a choice this time. After all, he was going out to attend a short work meeting that he really didn't want to since it was the weekend. He hoped nobody would notice as he put on a loose jacket and got ready to head out, checking to make sure his sister didn't need anything while he was out.

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Minhyun couldn't focus at all the entire time. He was blanking out as his current date ranted away about her problems with life and other relationships and yada, yada, yada... Minhyun just nodded once in awhile, pretending that he was listening. It was what he did best. Pretend. Pretend everything was fine. Pretend everything will be fine. Pretend. He started wondering if she was even breathing at all with the amount she spoke and how quickly she switched from topic to topic too. He wondered if Baekho woke up throwing up or if he was alright. He was quite certain the other wouldn't remember anything they did the previous night which both relieved and saddened him. Wait. He got distracted again.

"With that said, let's go shopping."

That was when Minhyun snapped out of his daze and nodded, getting up from their seats at the cafe. She wrapped her arm around him like most of his dates do and he allowed her to lead him to whichever shop she wanted to enter. She picked, changed, made dissatisfied noises and repeated over and over. Minhyun's feet hurt but he didn't say anything. He just kept a polite gentle smile and went along with her. His eye caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking with a bunch of people as they left another shop and not only that, said person also noticed him. He froze for a second but the tug against his arm quickly snapped him out of it as he made a turn to follow his date's footsteps.

That was definitely Baekho.

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That was definitely the last person he wanted to see.

After lunch, their small group of colleagues had wanted to have a walk together. Get to know each other better. Though Baekho just wanted to go home and hide in bed for the rest of the day, he couldn't just say no for no reason. He just didn't know he would have caught sight of Minhyun walking casually with a girl attached to his arm like that. He felt uneasy seeing that sight and he didn't know why. Memories of what they did yesterday poked at him and he just wanted to bolt. He knew he was drunk but he had allowed it to happen as well. He could have said no a couple of times but he gave in to all of them. He was already zoning out and decided that whatever he was about to do next was a terrible idea. He excused himself from the group, saying that he wanted to go to the bathroom and then head home. The usual excuse of stomach not feeling all too well. It usually worked. He took his departure from the group even though he should have done that earlier and headed in the direction of the toilet or should he say, the direction Minhyun headed in which was actually in the same direction.