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Yeonjun had no idea how to respond.
He never had a guy flirt with him so quickly. He blushes, and stares at him in silence.
“You’re cute,” he says.
“Oh, shut up.”
“Let me get your number?”
“Oh, okay, uh, sure. It’s 420-420-6969.”
“I’ll call you, maybe we can go out sometime.” He winked, and then turned around and went back to paying attention to the lecture. Yeonjun slumped in his seat. He wasn’t even a week into college and there were already two cute boys he met, and he couldn’t decide if it was a good or bad thing.
As Yeonjun walks home today, he looks up at the sky, and realizes the star he once always saw wasn't there. That was weird, it was always there. He stared at the empty sky for a minute, then kept on walking. How could it be?
After his shower, Yeonjun goes into his room and checks his phone, and sees he has a text.
It’s from Soobin, asking if he can go out with him tonight and meet up at an address. It was already 11:30pm, he didn’t know if he wanted to go out. He thought about it for a bit, then decided he should go. He texted him back, agreeing to meet up. He looked up the address he sent him, and found out it was a bar. He’d only been to a bar once, and didn’t like it much, as it was filled with drunk people and stank like shit. He changed into a t-shirt and jeans, not really caring much about how he looked. He quietly walked downstairs, not wanting to disturb his mom who was already sleeping, and went out.
Soobin was already waiting for him at the entrance.
“Hey, hope I didn’t make you wait long.”
“Nah, just got here two minutes ago. Let’s go in.”
They walked in, and there was an obnoxiously loud sports game playing on a TV, as well as what was expected, many annoying drunk people. They sat down at the counter, and ordered their drinks.
“Are you from here?” Soobin asked Yeonjun.
“Oh, no. I moved here from Puerto Rico two years ago. It’s really different in Ontario.”
“I’ve actually always wanted to go there. My dad’s from there, but he never took me.”
“It’s really nice! Especially the beaches.”
Right at that moment, the server gave them their drinks. Yeonjun drank his slowly, while Soobin gulped his down. Right after he was done, he ordered another, and another after that.
“Slow down, buddy; you don’t want alcohol poisoning” Yeonjun said, just finishing his first drink.
“Alcohol poisoning is fun.”
“Of course it is. I should join you.” Yeonjun ordered another drink, but still kept drinking it slowly. In only an hour, Yeonjun had barely finished his second drink, while Soobin finished his fourth.
“I think… I’m gonna order another,” Soobin said, slurring his words.
“I think you’re good,” Yeonjun responded in a concerned voice.
“I’ll be okay.”
“No, you’re drunk, Soobin.”
“I’m not drunk.... Y-you’re... drunk!”
“All right, buddy. Let’s get you home.”
Yeonjun grabbed Soobin by the hand and walked him out.
“Did you walk here?” he asked.
“Y-yeah. My apartment is right over... there,” he pointed. It was only across the street. Yeonjun and Soobin crossed the street to get over, Yeonjun still holding Soobin’s hand. He opened the door to enter the building, and asked Soobin,
“Where’s your apartment?”
“Upstairs. The first one on the… third floor.”
“Okay, let’s get you there.”
They went inside the building, and walked up the stairs.
“I’m sorry… I’m annoying.”
Yeonjun turned around looked at Soobin in the eye.
“No, no! You’re not annoying at all, okay? You’re fine,” he responded with a smile.
Once they got to the third floor, Yeonjun finally let go of Soobin’s hand.
“Give me your keys so I can open the door.” Soobin grabbed his keys from his pocket, then handed them to Yeonjun. He opened the door, and stepped inside. His apartment was clean, and had a dark wooden floor. A couch and small TV on the wall were in the living room, as well as a tall lamp.
“Do you need anything?” Yeonjun asked him.
“Can you… stay with me?”
Yeonjun was shocked at the words, and didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t have any classes tomorrow, but he didn’t know if he should stay with someone who was practically a stranger.
But he did want to help a friend, so he agreed.
“Okay.”
Soobin led him to his bedroom, which was quite empty. All it had was a bed and a dresser. The white paint on the walls was peeling, but it was still clean.
Soobin got right into his bed, not taking off shoes or anything. “Are you not taking off your shoes? That’s a little uncomfortable.”
“I’m tired.”
“I’ll take them off for you, okay?”
“Thank y-you.”
Yeonjun pulled off his shoes, and set them down on the floor.
“You gonna be okay?”
“Can you be next to me?”
“All right, buddy.”
Yeonjun went over to the other side of the bed, and lay down next to him. Their eyes stared at each other, which might seem a little awkward, but to them it wasn’t. Impulsively, Soobin kissed Yeonjun, and he couldn’t tell if it was because he was drunk. Nonetheless, he still enjoyed it, and he immersed himself into it. Once they broke away, Soobin spoke.
“I wasn’t actually drunk, I was faking. I have a high alcohol tolerance.”
“You’re a smooth little bitch.”
“That, I know. Thanks for being so nice to me. Goodnight, now.”
“Goodnight.”
He turned off the light, and they both fell asleep.
Another day will mean more things to come.