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(LMAO GUYS BARE WITH ME. MY WRITING SUCKS IN THIS AND IN GENERAL AND I'VE BEEN HAVING TONS OF HOMEWORK SO LETS HOPE MY WRITING DOESN'T SUCK BUTT ANYMORE)
Chanhee woke up to the bright and shining light reflecting through the see-through window, rubbing his tired eyes while hissing from the harsh pound that was going on in his head. His eyes narrowed while observing the room, not once did he ever seen this settings ever in his life.
His pretty brown eyes widen as he lifted up to see if he wasn't nude, and luckily he wasn't. he sighed in relief only to finally realize
"these aren't my clothes, what the fuc-"
"ah, you're awake!" a cheerful boy ran up to him while holding a water bottle and Advil in his hands. "uh....where am i?.." he gulped the lump in his throat as he slowly grasped the bottle of water and pill, popping it in his mouth before taking small sips of the beverage.
"The house the party was held, younghoon's house basically" The boy Chanhee remembered was named Changmin scratched the back of his neck awkwardly as the older had his eyes bloomed open, did he just say younghoon? Chanhee groaned as he banged his head on the surface of the soft mattress. the least he wanted to be was a burden.
"I didn't change you by the way, younghoon brought you here so I suppose he did- oh shoot- don't give me that look, I don't think he saw anything" he quickly panicked once seeing the overwhelmed boy quickly swing his legs off of the bed and grabbing his scattered belongings from the wooden oak floor.
There was no way he had woken up to that being the first few words being heard by him. he quickly looked around the room for his phone, snatching it from Changmin who was holding it.
Chanhee slightly limped over to the door from the still drunk part inside of him, he couldn't barely remember anything other than Younghoon and his friends encouraging him to take one more can of beer.
FLASHBACK
"you should come and meet my friends chan!" younghoon exclaimed but before Changmin could protest, Younghoon had already dragged a slightly dizzy chanhee over to the small family living room, filled with puffs of smoke and the reek of alcohol.
Chanhee glanced over at the room, smoke and ciggerates on the table, a long with millions of red plastic cups he supposed were filled with beer. He gulped with slight intimidation, this is exactly why he doesn't go to parties.
"guys, this is chanhee" the latter introduced while pulling the shorter closer to his side. Lucas slightly smirked while the rest were too drunk to even notice the two of their presence. "care for a drink chanhee?" Lucas asked while unloading a new cartoon of beer, taking one out as well as a cup. "I d-don't think so-"
