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hansol feel an uncomfortable silence fill the air and become thicker and thicker the longer they were sat pressed against each other on the bus. wonwoo closest to the window and hansol desperately trying to prevent their legs touching.

"so..." hansol starts slowly trying to break the awkwardness. yes they had hung out before but both seungkwan and mingyu were there as well, but now it was only the two of them. on their way, to a party.

wonwoo turns his head to look at hansol and nod as to show his full attention is on hansol.

"you and mingyu hyung have been dating for a little over 3 months, right?" hansol mumbles his, pretty obvious, question.

wonwoo smiles slightly and looks down at his hands as he nods slowly.

"98 days." wonwoo giggles and looks up again.

hansol can't help but smile at the very soft response he got, it was very clear that wonwoo truly adored mingyu. just the way he always acted when mingyu was around or even if his name was mentioned somewhere, wonwoo didn't look like the kind of person to act like that but he did and hansol could tell it really surprised seungkwan as well.

the bus stops and they get off at the bus stop just for wonwoo to take up his phone to check in which direction to head. hansol stops him and puts his finger to his lips, telling wonwoo to be quiet. because a little further down the street loud music could be heard and as they got closer they saw more and more wasted young 'adults', yelling, throwing up and kissing outside a large house. hansol feel his stomach drop at the sight and the extremely loud music, he already felt uncomfortable and they hadn't even entered yet.

"oh my god." wonwoo sighs as they walk up to the front door which opens that exact moment.

a tall brown haired boy opens the door and smiles as if he recognises them.

"you're seungkwan's friends, right?"

friends. the word friends felt so weird to be referred as in the same sentence as seungkwan at this point.

they both nod and the guy at the door smiles brightly and put his hand out for the two to shake.

"i'm jungkook, this is my house so don't break anything, okay?" he throws an eye at two people literally eating each other's faces on his fountain as he shakes his head with a chuckle. "i invited seungkwan but he said he had school stuff to do but i'm glad you two came at least."

the guy seemed friendly and easygoing but there was something that wasn't quite right with him but that was something hansol couldn't put his finger on.

"just enjoy yourselves, bye." jungkook press the two into the house before walking outside himself.

hansol stops and looks around, surprised at the size of the house, he turns to the side and a bar is visible with a bartender and all. did seungkwan have friends this rich, and good looking as well? hansol decide not to let his mind run more and turn to look at the taller boy beside him which, just like him, stares surprised around.

"wanna go get a drink?" wonwoo taps hansol's shoulder and leans closer to his ear and mumbles, trying to break the awkwardness. even though hansol wasn't much of a drinker, he was quite good at it and it would probably be rude to say no so he nods and they begin walking to the bar and take a seat each.

they get their drinks and hansol notice that wonwoo seemed to be so much more relaxed after drinking a little which made it much easier to talk. it was even pleasant to talk, there were some things hansol felt like he couldn't tell seungkwan but for some reason it felt okay to tell wonwoo.

wonwoo giggles and lean his arm on the bar as he playfully places his hand on hansol knee. hansol laugh as well and takes a sip from his drink.

"wait, so he really did that?" wonwoo almost can't breathe as he laughs.

hansol nods and smiles thinking of the cute and awkward encounter with seungkwan.

"i'll just head quickly to the bathroom, i'll be right back." wonwoo chuckles and stands up before leaving hansol by himself.

hansol's mind, as always, wanders off to seungkwan again. how instead of sitting in all this loud music alone, he would much rather lay in seungkwan's arms and kiss his soft cheeks, whisper compliments under each breath. tug lightly on his hair and kiss his neck, that would be a much better way to spend this friday night. but seungkwan was studying anyways so they wouldn't have been snuggling...

hansol shakes his head and rubs his eyes and fishes his phone out of his pocket.

4 message(s) from: my boo

hansol smiles and unlocks his phone.

my boo:
hey baby how's the party going?

sent 9.24 pm

my boo:
you can't go home before 12 okay have fun !!

sent 9.25 pm

my boo:
but when you do i'll be in bed waiting for you with my arms wide open

sent 9.25 pm

my boo:
and legs wide open as well ;))

sent 9.25 pm

hansol cover his mouth and tries not to make a sound at the very dirty text.

me:
omg i'm around people rn how could you

sent 9.37 pm

hansol shakes his head and puts his phone down again and stares out at all the dancing people around him.

it doesn't take long until his phone vibrates again, but this time not a short one which indicated it was a phone call. hansol smiles thinking seungkwan missed his voice already but as he pulls his phone out of his pocket he gets a confused look on his face.

"wonwoo?" hansol mumbles quietly to himself as he stands up and walks away slightly from the music and picks up.

"hello?"

"hansol." it was clear that something wasn't quite right with wonwoo, just from his voice hansol was sure something was wrong, as well as why he would call him instead of just walking down to him.

"ah hyung, what's wrong?" hansol presses the phone closer to his ear in an attempt to hear him a bit clearer.

"come." wonwoo says in a slurry voice, and hansol feel a wave of worry wash over him as he starts looking for the toilet where wonwoo presumably was.

"hyung, where are you?" hansol says as clear as he can whilst his eyes desperately search for wonwoo in the mass of people.

"upstairs." it seemed like every word was forced and difficult for him to pronounce.

"in the bathroom." he continues.

hansol turns around and heads up the stairs in his very drunk state, the stairs seemed so much longer than when they first arrived and all the people going both up and down in a blur didn't help either.

why did i drink so much? fuck, i can't see.

finally, hansol gets up the stairs and looks around for the bathroom. he couldn't exactly ask wonwoo since he had hung up long ago.

it was weird, wonwoo didn't seem that drunk when leaving to the bathroom like 10 minutes previously, but for some reason he seemed totally wasted by this point.

"shit." hansol breathes as he keeps swaying and accidentally bumps into people on his way.

it's almost an accomplishment to see the toilet sign as he carefully knocks on the milky white door.

"wonwoo hyung? are you there?"

hansol almost can't finish the sentence before the door is unlocked and someone grabs his hand and pulls him inside and locks it again.

hansol's mouth falls open when he sees wonwoo's state. he's standing up, slightly slumped over, eyes red and pale skin. a mess.

"hyung! are you okay?" hansol grabs wonwoo's arms and gently places him on the toilet seat.

wonwoo nods and grabs hansol's arm as hansol tries to get him some water to sober up slightly. hansol looks at his hand and then back to wonwoo again with a puzzled look. he slowly kneels down before wonwoo and lifts his eyebrows.

"what happened?" hansol tries to speak calmly but since he was both freaking out and drunk it wasn't calm at all.

wonwoo sighs and stares down without saying a word before slowly sliding off the toilet seat and down onto the floor, in front of hansol. hansol feel his heart beat out of fear, what the fuck happened to wonwoo?

"are you okay?" hansol shakes wonwoo's shoulders lightly and grabs his face to get him to look him in the eyes. wonwoo's pupils were strangely big and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot and the bags under his eyes were deep and more visible as his skin was extremely pale.

wonwoo's pupils focus on everything but hansol's eyes for about 10 seconds before they slowly focus on him.

"i'm great." wonwoo slurs, his breath smelled strongly of alcohol.

"what hap–" hansol can't finish his next question.

hansol's eyes shoot open as he freezes.

wonwoo presses his lips roughly against hansol's as he grabs his waist. and presses himself closer.

what happened to wonwoo hyung?

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a/n:
damn wonwoo wyd man
tell me your thoughts lmao
thanks for reading ily

-hanna