hoon 📰 @parkwrites tweeted.

r*** after hearing sunoo's two truths and one lie:

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@chenleave STFUUU 😭😭😭 YOU GOING TO HELL FOR THIS ONE CHIEF
↪@parkwrites but i'm in hell alr 😪 also, aren't you drunk yet?

↪@chenleave wdym ... my alcohol tolerance is higher than my grades tho
@cornjay give the poor kid a break jfc 🙁
↪@parkwrites not my misery not my problem 🤷

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"i knew it," sunoo sighed while he stared at ni-ki who is sprawled on the sofa, sleeping.

after he finished drinking the content of the mug earlier, he got knocked out after a few minutes.

ningning and yuna already went to sleep, while chenle is still drinking with sunghoon, heeseung, and jungwon. taeyoung is asleep on the floor, and jeno already went to his room to rest.

"want some, sun?" sunghoon offered his glass. "i'm pretty sure you need a drink."

"i'll join you later, i just need to move riki inside his room." sunoo sat beside ni-ki who is still fast asleep.

jake is on the couch, dozing off while jay is struggling to wake his roommate up.

"jake, don't sleep there. let's get you to bed," jay pulled jake's arm to help him stand up. "come on dude."

"jongieeee, my tummy-" jake whined as he rubbed his stomach.

"hmm? what's wrong?" jay brushed the strands of hair falling on his friend's forehead. "your stomach hurts?"

jake nods, his eyes still half-closed. "wanna puke- jakey wanna puke."

"oh shit. okay, let's go to the bathroom." the two quickly left before jake could vomit all over the lounge.

jungwon sipped on his own glass before glancing towards sunoo. "hyung, do you want me to help you carry ni-ki on his room? that giant is heavy."

"thanks won, i definitely need some help-"

"heeseung will help you instead, sun." sunghoon lightly pushed heeseung to stand up. "he's in the same room as nishimura, and he said he wants to sleep already."

heeseung stops drinking. "i said that?"

sunghoon nodded, putting on his smile while shoving his friend away.

"what? but i want to help too-" jungwon tried to object.

"wow look at this whiskey! have you tried this one yet, jungwon?" chenle laughs awkwardly and pours another drink on jungwon's glass.

sunoo furrowed his brows in confusion but didn't say anything and just let heeseung carry ni-ki on his back.

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the three of them leave the lounge area, walking past through the corridor and finally getting inside heeseung and ni-ki's room.

heeseung huffed when he sat on ni-ki's bed, letting the drunk freshman lie on the mattress. "he's so heavy, fuck."

"thanks hyung," sunoo pats the older's back lightly. he then fixed riki's position on the bed, putting the blanket over his body.

he lets out another sigh as he stares at ni-ki's sleeping face. seeing the younger sleeping peacefully is making sunoo think how pure the boy is.

heeseung avoided his gaze somewhere else. fuck you sunghoon, you are so evil for putting me in this kind of situation. you really want me to suffer huh?

sunoo looks at him. "i'll go ahead first, then. rest well hyung."

sunoo walked towards the door, but stopped when he saw heeseung behind- following him. he smiled at the older, "hyung? you need something?"

"i'm sorry."

his breath hitched, looking down. it's been a long time since i've heard those two words again, but it still feels the same.

i still hate hearing that phrase.

"for what?" sunoo's voice sounded so soft.

heeseung glanced at riki, who was still sleeping, then looked at sunoo again. "i think i've said something- uh, impulsive... towards nishimura earlier this morning."

the younger nodded, listening while heeseung scrambles on explaining.

"did you tell him you're my ex-boyfriend?" it was heeseung's turn to nod.

ah, so that explains why riki was acting cold. sunoo shakes his head and puts his hand inside the pocket of his jacket.

"it's okay, it's also my fault for not telling him about it." he sighs, "i should've told him sooner."

"you're not mad?" heeseung stares at him with his doe eyes, making him chuckle.

"no hyung, why would i be mad?" sunoo turns the doorknob around, opening the door. "i should go. it's already past 1 am, we should sleep now."

heeseung tugs at the sleeve of his jacket. "just stay here."

"...what?"

"nishimura will probably wake up to vomit later, and i don't want to take care of him."

sunoo blinks, "you want me to stay here with riki?"

"yeah." heeseung gives him a tight smile. "he's a good kid. somehow, he reminds me of you when we're still in high school."

"huh? are you drunk?" sunoo puts his palm on heeseung's face, checking if the guy is sober.

"no- sun, stop that." the older grunted and held sunoo's hand to stop him, pulling the younger into a hug.

"i'll sleep in your room instead, even if i don't like staying with hoon." heeseung murmurs while sunoo laughs. "good night sunny."

"night hyung, sleep well."

heeseung plants a kiss on the side of sunoo's head before leaving the room.

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heeseung was right. ni-ki woke up ten minutes later, wanting to puke all the drinks that he had chugged.

his head is still spinning and he has no idea how he got to his room. he tried to stand up but it feels like there's an earthquake around him.

"riki? are you okay?" sunoo, who was about to sleep, quickly went to help him.

"sunoo hyung...?"

am i dreaming? he tried to poke sunoo's face but the latter avoided his hand.

"do you want to puke?" ni-ki nodded at his question, letting sunoo guide him towards the bathroom.

riki sat beside the toilet. he feels like he's in hell as he vomits the consequences of his actions.

"sun..sunoo hyung..." he mumbled, wiping his mouth using his hand.

"jesus, riki. that's gross." sunoo grabs the face towel by the rack and continues to wipe ni-ki's face. "come here, don't sit on the floor."

ni-ki staggers as he stood up, his arm wrapped around sunoo's shoulder for support. the older brought him towards the sink, carefully washing his face with water.

"hmm- don't like it, cold..."

sunoo groaned. why am i even doing this? "come on riki, we need to wash your face." he holds ni-ki's chin to stop him from moving.

"where's your toothbrush?" he asked, but he earned no answer from the younger. he bites his lower lip and stares at the two toothbrushes beside the mirror.

heeseung hyung's toothbrush is mostly black, so it's probably this one. sunoo picks up the light blue toothbrush. he puts toothpaste on top of it and holds the toothbrush in front of ni-ki's face.

"open your mouth, riki."

ni-ki shakes his head, his lips tightly shut.

"please? you need to brush your teeth before you sleep, now open up."

riki pouts but obliges anyway. sunoo brushed his teeth, then combed his messy hair using his fingers. he also fixed his pajamas, which got wrinkled because he couldn't stay still earlier.

thank goodness i didn't have to change his clothes. "there, clean. now let's go back to bed."

the boy just nodded, grabbing unto the hem of sunoo's shirt while following behind sunoo.

"hyung..." ni-ki mumbles when he finally sat on his bed again. "am i... bothering you?"

sunoo stood beside ni-ki's bed, confused. "what?"

"am i being too pushy? am i a nuisance?" riki rubs his eyes using the back of his hands, mumbling incoherently.

"tell me if i'm being annoying, i'll stop- i'll stop if you don't like me... just don't hate me please..."

sunoo feels like something tugs inside his heart. he stares at the boy in front of him before he sits on the side of his bed, beside ni-ki.

"is that why you're avoiding me?" he tries to meet riki's eyes but the latter just avoids his gaze.

"it's not like that, but i don't know what to do... you still like heeseung-" a hiccup escapes from ni-ki's mouth. "and i like you so much that it hurts..."

gods sunoo, look at what you did.

he watches as the boy sniffles, wiping his own tears before sunoo pulls him close- arms wrapping around ni-ki.

"shhh... you're not a nuisance, okay? i don't hate you." he pats his back, rubbing circles to soothe the younger.

riki utters incoherent words and hugs him tight.

"also, i liked heeseung hyung. past tense. so stop crying or you'll definitely regret this when you wake up tomorrow." sunoo runs his hand through ni-ki's hair, ruffling it.

"but y-you said on the game-"

sunoo rolled his eyes. "that was the lie. you could've at least let me finish the game."

he hears ni-ki chuckle on his shoulder. "sorry."

he then lets go of sunoo and went back to lying on his bed. sunoo takes it as a sign that ni-ki is alright but before he could go back to his own bed, riki pulls his arm; making sunoo lie beside him.

"hyung, sleep here."

"riki-"

"please. don't leave me alone, hyung. i'm scared."

and just like that, sunoo couldn't say no to the younger. but then again, it's not like he wanted to say no in the first place, either.

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"oh, look who's here. mister 'i broke up with him but i still love him', lee."

heeseung ignores sunghoon as he enters sunoo's room. he just wants to sleep, that's all. but lo and behold, some motherfucker is also here to further ruin his night.

"why are you here? did you seriously just leave sunoo with nishimura?" sunghoon continues to pry the older.

"did you expect me to stay there and make myself suffer?" heeseung lay on sunoo's bed, letting his head rest on one of the pillows.

sunghoon shrugged. "well, i expected you to gatekeep sunoo like you always do with the others." he picks up a pack of cigarettes placed on his bedside table and throws it towards heeseung, the latter catching it fast.

"i figured you'd want something to calm your nerves. just open the window."

"thanks." heeseung replied, but he just stared at the box on his hands. he doesn't know what to do, he feels lost.

"does it hurt?"

heeseung shakes his head at sunghoon's question. hurt is an understatement when i'm already dying.

"as if. you always talk bullshit, i know you're already suffering inside." sunghoon stares at the ceiling while his head is resting on the headboard of his bed. "they look cute together, aren't they? reminds me of two people that i know back in highschool."

heeseung laughs bitterly. "shut up, park."

"admit it hee, you regret letting him go." sunghoon continues.

heeseung didn't answer, turning his head to the side and covering his ears.

you're wrong hoon, i never regretted letting him out of my grasp.

holding him tight was my regret, and letting him go was the right choice i have ever made.

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song on the media above:
Let Her Go by Passenger

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