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Euijoo wakes up with no idea what he is doing here. The headache is so crazy, his throat is sore, he grimaces, trying to swallow. He blinks slowly, looking around with a frown.
The room is familiar yet it's not his. He exhales sharply, plops down on the pillow, groaning.
No thought about what happened last night in his head now, and it makes his heart beat faster. Did he do something crazy? Did he say something he shouldn't say? He was drunk, and that's all he knew at this point.
Euijoo was feeling light and a little bit sleepy. The last thing he remembered was Yudai trying to say something to him, but he just said he doesn't care.
That's all.
What was after those words? Euijoo doesn't know and he doesn't know if he wants to know.
“Oh,” Nicholas mumbles as soon as he opens the door. “You're not sleeping.”
Euijoo needs a few seconds to get it. Of course it's Nicholas’ room, that's why it's so familiar, because they're spending so much time here.
“What the fuck,” Euijoo whispers and starts coughing. Yeah, his throat is hurting and it makes everything even worse.
Nicholas gasps, taking a bottle of water from the nightstand and handing it to Euijoo with a knowing look. “It’s your first time being so drunk?”
Euijoo nods, “And the last one.”
Nicholas can't help but chuckle, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Understandable. Do you… Remember anything?”
Euijoo wishes he would. But his head is spinning, and it seems so hollow. It's weird. “Not a thing and it scares me.”
Nicholas smiles softly, then tilts his head to the side and Euijoo almost chokes on air. “I did this?”
It's a hickey. It's a fucking purple hickey on Nicholas' neck, right under his ear.
A short giggle and Nicholas nods. He seems to be too calm about it. He looks at Euijoo with eyes full of adoration and… Joy? What the hell is happening and why is he staring at him like that?
Euijoo shuts his eyes for a few seconds, hearing his heartbeat somewhere in his throat.
“You did this,” Nicholas nods briefly. “Actually I don't know how to tell you, but,” he frowns, his gaze lowering a bit, he swallows, looking at Euijoo's neck.
Please, no.
“Did we… Fuck?” Euijoo's voice is shaky. “I can't remember anything, Nico, just tell me, please?”
Nicholas' cheeks flushed. He tilts his head, smiling playfully. It's annoying. “We didn't, but we were close to that, actually.”
Euijoo groans, covering his face with palms, the heat rising to his neck and ears. There's no way they really did that- No, it can't be true.
Is Euijoo this weak for Nicholas, so he can have a few drinks and… No.
“Don't worry about it, Juju,” Nicholas says softly, his hand rushing through Euijoo's messy hair. “It’s not bad, is it? We had a good time together, we were making out and all, and we both enjoyed it, so,” he shrugs, letting out a giggle. “Do you regret it?” He asks, his voice quieter now. He really wants to know, and Euijoo doesn't know what to say.
Does he regret it, though? He doesn't even know what happened last night, he doesn't know what he was doing and why- How can he regret something then?
“We enjoyed it?” He frowns, looking at Nicholas. The headache is still making him want to wash his face with ice water. “Really?”
Nicholas gives him a smirk, “Are you doubting our possibilities, huh?” Then shakes his head. “It was awesome, actually. It would be way better if we were sober, but still.”
Euijoo takes a deep breath, biting on his lip, and hisses. It hurts. They've been making out like crazy, it seems like.
“You need to take a shower,” Nicholas says quietly, making Euijoo pout his lips. “Yeah, you have to do it, Juju. Then we'll have a romantic breakfast,” he chuckles. “Right?”
Euijoo sighs, “Did we confessed, though?”
Nicholas coos at him, licking his lips. He puts his hand on Euijoo's chest, making him let out a breathy sound.
“Right, when I left you a hickey there, you said you love me so fucking much it's crazy,” Nicholas grins, “And when you were about to come in your pants,” he pauses, because Euijoo slaps his thigs. “Ouch! So I said I love you too, when you- Yeah!”
Euijoo's cheeks are so red now, he doesn't know how to cover them, “Shut the fuck up.”
Nicholas leans down, his breath so close to Euijoo's lips. “You said that last night, while you were undressing me.” He leaves a peck on his lips, pulling back quickly. “Okay, now go and take a shower, I'll make some ramen, if you want to.”
Euijoo sighs again, nodding. “Alright, give me a minute,” he bites on his lip slightly.
Nicholas heads to the door, saying: “Oh, you're imagining that, right?” making Euijoo want to throw a pillow at him.
So he does. Missing the timing, so the pillow ends up hitting the closed door and falling to the floor.
Euijoo mumbles something under his breath, touching his flushed cheeks, “What the hell.”
Yeah, he would never forget last night, even though he still can't remember a thing.
He’d better do it sober.