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To say that Choi Seungcheol is horrified is an understatement. It’s way, way more than that.
What’s more horrifying than waking up naked, next to your two best friends who are both naked too.
He put his palms on his head, trying to recall the events last night, but to no avail. He faintly remembers them going to his condo after Soonji’s birthday party to talk. He told them about his damn feelings for both of them. they were both shocked. He awkwardly laughed while telling them he’ll just move on.
Jeonghan suggested for them to just drink it away. Jisoo agreed. Well, they always agree to Yoon Jeonghan's ideas, anyways. They even cheered, “To Choi Seungcheol...moving on”.
So what is he doing between his two friends on his king-sized bed, their clothes completely thrown all over his room?
Seungcheol’s mind felt like it’s going to explode at any moment. He didn’t know if it’s because of the hangover or because of the ridiculous situation he is now. He made a mental note that alcohol is officially his enemy. Choi Seungcheol will never touch any alcoholic drink from this day onwards.
He immediately went to the bathroom to change, mind still can’t remember anything. Fuck, he thought.
He thought he should text Jihoon about this, but he figured that idiot has something more important to sort out so he stopped himself. He harshly ran his hands through his hair, mind going crazy at the moment.
Did they really do it?
Did they?
Them as in the three of them?
As in a threesome?
Fuck.
Seungcheol heard someone knock on the bathroom door and he was suddenly brought back to reality.
It’s Jisoo. “Cheol~ aren’t you done? You’ve been there for ten minutes now.”
How can he be calm about this? Seungcheol thought.
Cheol tried hard to regain his composure.
Maybe, nothing really happened.
Maybe, he’s just panicking for nothing, he convinced himself. He opened the door and saw Jeonghan and Jisoo, both still naked (not that they’re not used to them being naked in front of each other) patiently waiting for him outside the bathroom door, both as calm as ever. It was as if nothing happened the night before.
When Jisoo went inside the bathroom, he eyed Jeonghan warily. “Han, uhh...about last night. nothing happened, right?”
Jeonghan just looked at him, face nonchalant. “What do you mean last night? You confessed. We called you a dumdum.” Cheol tried hard not to be hurt at that. “Then you said you’ll move on so we drank.”
Seungcheol pursed his lips, not really wanting to push through with the question.
“Uhh— do you perhaps remember why we’re all naked?” He asked carefully. He needed to make sure nothing happened.
Jeonghan just answered him exasperatedly, “We played some stupid games, right? And every time someone loses, one has to take off one of his clothes.” Seungcheol sighed, relieved to hear that. “Cheol, you’re turning into a gramps already. What’s with that memory?”
Jisoo finally went out of the bathroom and added, “He’s just weakshit to alcohol, babe.”
Babe, yeah. Seungcheol flinched.
He almost forgot these two friends of his are together now. He tried hard not to show the hurt in his eyes as he laughed awkwardly. “Shut up! Jihoon’s still the weakest weakshit among us.” He joked as his eyes linger on Jisoo giving Jeonghan a lazy morning peck. He felt something inside of him crack. He convinced himself it's not his heart.
It’s day one of him moving on.
Choi Seungcheol reminded himself.
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Seungcheol, Jeonghan and Jisoo are currently in their hiding place, waiting for their friend to arrive together with Soonyoung.
Jeonghan tapped his fingers impatiently on the table. Both Jisoo and Seungcheol saw it but yeah, only one has the right to quietly hold his boyfriend’s hand.
“Babe, will you just relax?” Jisoo told Jeonghan in his sweet voice.
Cheol sipped his drink and tried to hide the pain in his eyes. It’s not easy moving on especially if the persons you are trying so hard to avoid are always around you.
He tried saying something too as he tapped Jeonghan’s shoulder. “Relax, Jeonghan. Jihoon won’t mess this up.”
Jeonghan click his tongue. “He better be. That idiot has been dragging this proposal for too long now.”
Jisoo rubbed Jeonghan’s hand, gently. “Let’s trust Jihoon, okay?”
Cheol tried to divert his attention to something else to be able to ignore the pain in his chest so he looked at his wristwatch and realized Jihoon and Soonyoung should be here any minute now.
After an hour, no Jihoon nor Soonyoung came to the restaurant that they reserved for them.
“That idiot. I swear to god I’ll skin him alive. Soonji baby, I’m sorry you won't be able to grow up with complete parents.” Jeonghan said, gritting his teeth.
Jisoo sighed heavily as he ordered food for the three of them. “Oh, and please add a bottle of champagne, please.”
“What could possibly gone wrong?” Seungcheol asked as he looked outside the restaurant. It’s raining very hard. “Do you think Jihoon chickened out again?”
Jeonghan rubbed his temples, clearly stressed. “Lee Jihoon, you and your stubborn ass.”
Jisoo shook his head, still trying to find the good in everything, as always. “I’m very sure something really happened.”
“Should we go to their house later?” Jeonghan asked the two guys who both nodded in agreement.
When their food came, Cheol smelled something unpleasant that made his stomach churn. He gagged and ran to the nearest restroom to throw up. He went back to their table and his two friends looked at him, worried.
Jisoo handed him some tissue. “Upset stomach?”
Cheol answered in a weak voice. “I think so. I also felt it this morning.”
“This is why I told you to stop eating those pig feet partnered with tomatoes last night.” Jeonghan nagged.
“But I really want to eat them!” Seungcheol whined.
“You partnered what with pig feet?” Jisoo asked, laughing. “Choi Seungcheol! You and your weird taste in food.”
“I have weird taste in people too.” Seungcheol whispered, thankful the two guys didn't hear them. “I don’t know why I’m craving for weird food these days.” He sniffed and smelled the steak again and he felt his stomach churning again. “Ya! I think the steak is spoiled. It smells rotten.”
His two friends just looked at him like he just grew another head. “Choi Seungcheol, that’s your favorite steak and it really smells so nice.”
The guy creased his forehead. It really smelled like rotten to him.
What the fuck is happening?
Is he...fuck.
Jisoo poured the champagne on the glass and gave it to his friend. “Here, have a champagne at least, Cheol.”
Said guy just pushed the glass away.
“You’re acting weird, Cheol.” Jeonghan raised a brow.
Jisoo agreed. “Stop making us worried.”
“Sorry guys, but I don’t think I should drink today or for the days to come.” Cheol said as he stared blankly at the heavy rain pouring outside the restaurant, his hands unconsciously trailing his stomach trying to decipher everything he's feeling for the past few days already.
Weird scents...
Morning gagging...
Weird taste in food...
Am I pregnant?