bambam woke up the next morning with a massive headache and plenty of confusion. he didn't know where he was. the boy sat up slowly, noticing a body next to him. he looked around the room, noticing it was yugyeom's, sighing in relief.
that was, until he noticed yugyeom was shirtless, and he wasn't in his clothes from last night. his breathing picked up as he started panicking, grabbing his phone from the dresser set, texting his mother.
once he sent her a message, he slipped out of yugyeom's bed quietly and quickly, looking around for his clothes. he panicked even more when he noticed his clothes were strewn about the floor, grabbing them and running into the bathroom.
he nearly fainted when he realized that he was in yugyeom's shirt. that means his own best friend saw him wearing girls underwear! his face immediately heated up, his heart pounding. yugyeom probably thought he was weird and disgusting.
he ripped yugyeom's white shirt off, tossing it to the floor and pulling his clothes on from last night. he grimaced when he smelt them, they wreaked of alcohol and sweat. that was not a very good combination.
all bambam could remember from last night was slamming his lips against yugyeom's, and sitting in some boys lap, with cute, big ears. yugyeom probably hated him. kissing his straight best friend, who had a girlfriend? that was practically illegal!
when he saw the notification from his mother indicating she was there, he dashed out of the bathroom and down the stairs, out of the house. he was completely unnoticed, thankfully no one was awake or home at yugyeom's house.
he ran into his mom's car and slammed the door shut, bursting into tears right away. the thought of losing yugyeom because he kissed him made bambam want to die.
"sweetheart, what's wrong? did something happen between you and yugyeom? and why do you smell like alcohol?" his mother asked worriedly, driving slowly.
"m-mommy, i'm sorry!" bambam cried, and she furrowed her eyebrows, pulling over to the side of the road.
"what happened?"
"i-i don't know! i went to a party with yugyeom last night, and i drank whiskey." bambam choked out, and his mother leaned over, hugging him a bit awkwardly because of the position.
"shh, dear, that's okay. do you remember anything?"
"i-i only remember drinking a lot of alcohol with jackson, and then i also remember sitting on the front porch with yugyeom, where i kissed him and told him i was gay. and other things, but those didn't mean anything. i-i don't know what else i did with yugyeom and i'm scared, mommy.. h-he probably thinks i'm disgusting." bambam cried out, burying his face in his mother's neck. she sighed softly, rubbing his back comfortingly.
"kunpimook, don't cry, okay? we'll go home, and i'll make you some breakfast, and you can take medicine and sleep, okay?" she said in thai, making bambam feel instantly better. his mother always used his real name, along with speaking in thai, when she was trying to make him feel better.
"okay." bambam mumbled.
--
yugyeom woke up, sighing softly. he expected bambam to be next to him, but the bed was cold. the sheets were pulled back and his clothes were no where to be found.
he was panicking a bit, and walked into the bathroom, seeing the shirt he put on bambam laying on the floor in a small heap. he had left his choker on the counter, and grabbed it, looking down the hall.
"mook?" yugyeom called out, walking around his house as he looked for his best friend. the boy was no where to be found, and his mom furrowed her eyebrows, standing at the oven as she cooked breakfast.
"something wrong?"
"have you seen bambam?" yugyeom asked, ruffling his hair up and plopping down on a stool in front of the counter.
"no, did you guys have fun last night?" she winked, laughing softly when she saw yugyeom's cheeks heat up.
"mom!"
"ah, so you did?"
"no! stop, this is serious!" yugyeom whined, mumbling a soft 'thanks' to his mother when she set a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of him.
"alright kiddo, i'm sorry. i'm off to work, okay? text me when you found bambam." she smiled, kissing the top of his head and walking out of the room. yugyeom sighed and shoveled the food in his mouth, grabbing his phone and clicking on the messaging app.
--
yugyeom:
hey
are you okay?
read
--
"oh." yugyeom said, his voice cracking as he teared up. he thought it was childish that he was crying, but he couldn't help it.
was bambam mad at him?
--
bambam:
minghao
haohao:
yoooooo bby whats poppin?
bambam:
i'm so dumb
haohao:
what?
bambam:
i kissed yugyeom last night on the porch.
when i was fucking drunk as hell
haohao:
fuck bambam
what happened?
bambam:
i don't know
i woke up in his bed with just a shirt and underwear on and i ran out
haohao:
i'll talk to him for you, okay?
bambam:
no thanks
haohao:
why not?
bambam:
just don't
haohao:
alright
are you feeling okay? want me to come over?
bambam:
its fine
haohao:
are u sure?
bambam:
mhmm
haohao:
okay, feel better kid
bambam:
thanks hao
haohao:
come over if you need anything
--
unknown:
hey cutie
remember me?
bambam:
i'm sorry, who are you?
unknown:
i'm chanyeol
you sat in my lap and drank all my whiskey, remember baby?
bambam:
bambam has changed unknown's name to chanyeolie!
mhmm
sorry
chanyeolie:
don't be, cutie
do you want to meet up somewhere?
bambam:
where?
chanyeolie:
how about the starbucks next to south highschool
bambam:
when?
chanyeolie:
15 mins? bring a friend if you're nervous baby boy
bambam:
okay
chanyeolie:
see you soon cutie <3