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Yixing wasn't sure where he was.
Ok, he confesses: it wasn’t a good idea to go to a party where the newbies — including him — were traditionally chosen to fall prey to not-so-funny pranks which that college hyungs planned yearly. He knew he should have listened to Luhan when he told him that the “party of the year” publicity was only a bait for him to bite but now, it was a little too late.
After all, he was already hungover, almost naked and with a — very handsome — stranger on an unknown bed.
Yixing looked around and tried to find out where he was. Alright, that wasn’t his room and that certainly wasn’t his brother, because Yixing wouldn’t check his brother’s sculpted body out and he would never sleep with his brother (because he used to fart while sleeping and Yixing was not a big fan of the smell.)
However, when he tilted his head a little just to be sure that the guy right there wasn’t his brother, he noticed scratches and hickeys on his handsome body, everything making Yixing feel his face get suddenly as red as a tomato.
He was a loser, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know how to realize night stand signals.
So, as if it wasn’t enough, he noticed the man who was talking on the cellphone was, somehow, familiar. He has already seen that angel face somewhere.
Oh no.
No way.
Was he… Suho?
Suho, the hot idol who was rumored to be Jongin's adoptive brother? Suho, the hottest idol in the whole Korea which Yixing secretly follows on twitter, using an account called @suhomyO 2 ?
No, Yixing must be dreaming.
He meant, in what kind of world would he, a virgin, wake up next to Suho as if they had a one-night stand? Yixing doubted that he was Suho's type or that Suho was like Lightning McQueen who likes to eat losers in the café (Cars, 2006).
But if it was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up.
“Are you awake?” that guy asked, his voice sounding like music to Yixing's ears. He'd been so mesmerized by the vision of the most beautiful idol being, even with his hair and clothes totally messy that Yixing didn’t even notice how long he had been staring at him.
Yixing shook his head, and before he could talk, he noticed a lipstick mark on Junmyeon’s — probably expensive — white shirt. And when he ran his hand over his mouth and noticed that the same color was on it, he froze.
What if someone sees his shirt like this? Oh shit what if-
“...Sorry, are you mad at me?” Junmyeon asked, eyes suddenly sad, which made Yixing finally snap back to reality.
“What? No… Ouch!” He answered in a jump, feeling the headache hit him immediately, which made him lie back down.
“Hey, calm down. You drank too much last night.” He muttered kindly, seeming relieved knowing Yixing wasn't mad at him. Oh Lord, how could Yixing get mad with a man that gorgeous? “So, you don't remember?”
Yixing shook his head, but his cheeks got red when he stared at that lipstick mark once again.
“Damn it's embarrassing, I feel awful right now.” Suho took a deep breath and covered his face. Yixing could see that his ears were red, therefore. Damn, how could such a hot guy be cute at the same time? “Don't worry, we didn't hook up or something. But… We kind of kissed last night, I was half drunk, so I didn’t realize you were too drunk to say no or something, I only realized when you told me some… things.”
And Yixing froze again.
Awesome, lucky as he was, he probably fan boiled over Suho and probably turned him off while they were in a make out session.
Okay, but ignoring that fact, lord… they kissed?!
Yixing smiled without noticing. For fuck’s sake, he kissed Kim Junmyeon!
“Whatever, I'm really sorry for kissing you back. You were just so beautiful that I couldn't when you came next to me with that lipstick… And I don’t know what got into me, when I saw you in a dress… I mean, I don’t know, I'm not even into girls, it doesn't 't make any sense, but if you didn’t tell me you were drunk we would probably end up sleeping together, and it would be terrible because non-con is illegal and…”
While that guy could only explain himself endlessly, with difficulty, Yixing stopped staring at that guy's lips and frowned at Junmyeon.
What was he talking about? Why would Yixing not want to kiss his favorite artist?
Besides, from the little flashes that came to his mind, it was Yixing who kissed him first. Also, he was the one who left those hickeys on Junmyeon’s neck, although he can't quite remember where he learned to suck necks like that — had he been a vampire in his past life?
“If I can repay you in some way, please let me know. I can give you money or even a car?! I don’t know, but please don’t spread rumors I’m begging you, I didn’t mean it I’m sorry…” He kept apologizing, hiding his face as if he did a awful crime or something, which didn’t even make sense to Yixing. Besides the fact they were both drunk last night, he would kiss Junmyeon consciously as much as he would do unconsciously.
Next, Yixing tried to make him stop blabbering with no actual guilt, but he only stopped talking when Yixing placed his hand over his, lowering it to see his face completely red, the lipstick still smeared on his mouth.
“Why are you hiding your face? Are you ashamed of kissing me?” Yixing asked, trying to make a good atmosphere stifling a laugh when he saw that famous and powerful figure suddenly becoming totally unsteady, shaking his head frantically and then agreeing, apparently confused about how he should answer that question.
“I didn’t mean it! Actually, I… I liked it a lot, but I feel awful that I kissed you while you were drunk and…”
“But you were drunk too, wasn’t you?” Yixing asked, trying to calm him down, although he was supposed to be the one being calmed down. “Also, I kissed you back, so it wasn’t dub-con, don’t need to worry…”
He looked so cute.
“Y-yes, but…”
Yixing has liked Suho as a fan for a long time. Even though he was not a real K-pop fan, he really liked Suho’s voice. It was smooth and always made him feel safe. He was like a kind of painkiller to Yixing’s bad days.
But now, seeing him apologizing for something that wasn't even his fault; seeing the way he moved with his hands and his face was completely red and how his voice wasn’t as confident as it sounded on the radio made Yixing feel something different this time.
As if he didn’t want to like him only as a fan anymore.
“But I’m a public figure, I shouldn’t just start kissing strangers anywhere I go… What if sasaengs go after you? What if something bad happens to you because someone saw us while I was drunk even though the fault was mine and not yours? What if…”
Noticing that he probably wouldn't stop apologizing anytime soon, Yixing saw no alternative but to pull his face to himself and shut his mouth with a kiss, this time soft and memorable, even though he knew that when he parted, he would see his little mouth blurry lipstick the same way it had last night.
“You talk too much. I said I kissed you back, so that’s okay. It would be non-con only if I didn’t like it, and I liked it.” Yixing said as soon as they parted, the smile being inevitable as he felt his face get hotter. That way, Junmyeon would melt Yixing all over. “Are you saying it was non-con because you didn’t like it?”
“No! I liked it...” Junmyeon said, closing his eyes, which looked like two half moons.
“So, no need to apologize.” Yixing smiled, leaving another peck on Junmyeon's mouth.
“So, you won’t tell any paparazzi about it?” He looked worried, and Yixing found it cute.
“I won’t tell anyone as long as you sign my forehead.”
Junmyeon chucked.
“C’mon, you just kissed an idol, and now you ask me to sign your forehead?” He approached and suddenly, that angelic aura went away, because the next moment Yixing felt that big hand slide in his back.
Was he dreaming again?
“It’s not my fault I’m a big fan of yours...”
“I’m not talking about it.” His hand slides into Yixing's shirt and suddenly, Yixing was once again the shy guy in that room. “You know, there are several places where I would find it more interesting to sign…”
He was definitely dreaming.
“So, guess you can call me paper for today.” He tried to join that play.
And since then, Yixing stopped needing to handle lines to get Suho’s autograph.