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The sun was already high up in the sky, softly warming the clean white sheets with its golden rays, a body shifted under it and soon some strands of blonde hair peaked out, as the owner of the hair raised his tired eyes to the clock hanging above the kitchen table. it was already half past noon. Slowly groaning at the aching of his head, it has been a while that he has drink so many mixture of alcohol at once. As he slowly blinks trying it as a faint attempt to wake up back to reality, his mind wandered back to the wild partying of last night along side his younger sister's college friends who insisted for him to join them not wanting him to pass New Year Eve alone inside her apartment. 
                          
As soon as they got to the club, the long haired male was forcefully greeted to tug down a shot glass full of a clear liquid that was probably vodka along side some other hard drinks and by eleven-o-clocks. After God knows how many round of shoots of whatever was given to him, he was swinging around feeling loose and laughing with strangers that he hasn't done so in a long time. One of Jeonghwa's friend dragged him to the dance floor and Jeonghan felt he was having the best time in his past few months, for once drunk enough to stop worrying about anything and let his limbs flow with the blastering music. A pair of hands suddenly rested on his hips from behind. Jeonghan looked over his shoulder to found them belonging to a man probably a little younger than him and quite good looking, at least to his now blurry vision and foggy mind. The foreign man stared at him with obvious intention shining in his eyes and once realized the blonde beauty in front of him not only didn't pull way, but scooted closer, he eagerly joined their lips together as the other shamelessly reciprocated back in the middle of the dance floor. 
                          
An odd sense of satisfaction of knowing others still found him attractive and not having to behave properly for once like his job obliged him to rushed down Jeonghan's spine before a bitter taste rushed up to his mouth. Jeonghan quickly pushed the man still grinding on him away despite the other's loud protest of English words that he couldn't understand with an unhiddeable disgusted feeling as he sprinted towards the bathroom to empty the content of his stomach. 
                          
After the school festival ended, once he got home, the first thing Jeonghan did after filling the bowl of Mr.Putter was to open his laptop and book the first flight to London the next day. winter break has came around giving him a reason to escape away from that suffocating pain in his chest. 
                          
Jeonghan purposely shut his phone and left it behind at home before walking out to catch a cab to the airport with Mr.Putter still asleep in his cage.
                          
This younger sister hasn't said anything, or even asked about the saddened expression dotting his face when he arrived, simply welcoming his surprise appearance at her door step with a large grin and open arms. 
                          
It has been almost five days since he has arrived to this city almost covered entirely of grey unlike the clear blue sky that Seoul has to offer, yet it felt like he could finally breath freely.
                          
Jeonghan raised up from the sofa he spent the night at and walked over the kitchen table on which Jeonghwa has left a note saying she had to run a few errands and has left him breakfast next to half a sandwich already cold. 
                          
The blonde male grinned at the scrambled on that piece of paper before turning on heels to clean himself up. 
                          
He had to be back to work in three days. Is he ready to go back to the city with Chan and the man that has been haunting in his dreams for days? Jeonghan really couldn't really tell, but one thing for sure, running away from problem was never going to solve anything, that's what he has taught Jeonghwa since their young age as well. 
                          
Minhyun has came to drive him back home from the airport, and once he got home, Jeonghan left his luggage at the door step and quickly changed into clean clothes before falling asleep again.