After all, summer nights don't last long, just like our kiss. And before long, we would be going down the wrong path.
"Hey, is that a hickey?" Da-yoo scanned my neck in curiosity, eyes widening comically at the purple spot. I hadn't bothered putting on concealer to cover it up, I thought- 'oh well, I fell down the stairs'. "Of course not you sex-crazed dumbass. I fell down my stairs, and don't even tell me I lied." That kept her mouth shut but I was sure that the both of them were suspicious. "So you're telling me nothing happened while you were out with Donghyuck last night?" Eun-soo whistled, eyebrows cocked.
"Let's not forget who made me took him home. Yes, something did happen. I cleaned his wounds and bit back a few biting words before going home." They seemed unsure, and I felt somewhat guilty when Donghyuck came up with an arm wrapped his girlfriend's waist. I thought he said they would break up? Sure, their relationship couldn't even be considered a relationship, but she was my friend, and she loved, no, loves him. I fucking kissed the boy she likes.
"That a hickey?" She stared transfixed at my neck, and I flinched, could she possibly tell that it was her boyfriend who gave it to me? But I had an excuse, I was drunk of course, but only us two know that the only thing I was drunk off were his lips. "Fell down the stairs." Jaemin answered instead, slinging an arm over my shoulder. I hadn't expected that, and turned around in shock, Jaemin giving me a quick wink. Fuck, of course he knew.
"You were there?" Da-yoo deadpanned, staring at Jaemin in shock. "Sure, wasn't I, honey?" He cooed, turning towards me with a fixed expression. Of course he knew. "Oh yeah, I called him to take Donghyuck, haha." I laughed awkwardly, scratching my head. "Oh, sorry." Eun-soo believed him, did Jaemin just lie for me? Why would you lie for me? I asked him but of course he couldn't hear me. "That's funny because it looks just like a hickey." Donghyuck laughed, and for some odd reason I felt a sudden bitterness behind it. We met eyes and his remained stone-cold, of course he wouldn't change. "Yeah, it does." Jaemin's eyes scoured my neck and our gazes held in curiosity.
"I'm going to Economics." I felt the sudden build up of tension, and I hated it- oh I hated it so much. Was I terrible person, fuck yeah I probably was. Why was I hanging out with fuckboys and badboys anyways? "Wait up." Jaemin's voice came through and I froze in my steps, clenching my jaw in annoyance. "What, Jaemin?" I turned to him, eyes scanning his (why did they hold some sort of pain?) "Did you guys fuck last night?" He asked blatantly, and I clucked my tongue, eyes searching the campus in fear of someone hearing him. But did I even have a reputation to keep up?
"No, of course not." Jaemin seemed unsure, I wasn't that type of person he was sure but he wasn't sure about Donghyuck. "What's that hickey about that?" He motioned to the spot forming on my neck and I took a deep breath. "It was an accident. We were drunk." It was partly true, but I wasn't sure if Donghyuck was drunk but I supposed he was. "Jaemin, I think you should get to class." But Jaemin stood unmoving. "You need to tell me the truth, Hye-jin. We've been over this already, we have to be on the same line." But why did Jaemin think that he was protecting me; why did I need protecting?
