Chapter I: Woke up in his bed

                                    

                                          
Sojin's POV:
I woke up from a long sleep, unable to tell the time. Maybe I had too much booze from last night. Then I looked around, it wasn't my room, but it sure looks familiar. 
                          
Then I feel a chill down my spine, and my body feel some...breeze. I started checking my body. I was UNDRESS!!! By instinct, I use a blanket to cover up my body. 
                          
As I pulled the blanket towards me, I saw someone under the blanket. Did he...? Did I...? Did we...?
                          
I was curious, so I pulled the blanket out a little more to see his face, try not to wake him up. 
                          
Suddenly, his body was moving towards me. He started waking up due to the movement of the blanket.
                          
It was JINYOUNG, MY BESTFRIEND!!! No wonder the room looks familiar to me. He's undress, I'm undress, we probably did...!
                          
His big brown eyes met mine, "AHHH!!!" We both yelled really loudly when we met eyes.
                          
"Jinyoung ah, what happened? Don't tell me we..." I got cut off by Jinyoung.
                          
"Whatever the hell happened last night? Why are you in my room?" He questioned me.
                          
"How would I know? I had too much booze, I'm still half drunk now." I scratched my head while avoiding eyes contact with him.
                          
"Shoot, we messed up, didn't we? Look, Sojin, it shouldn't turn out like this. I will take responsibility for you. I'm sorry." He said calmly.
                          
"Don't be (sorry). It happened. We're adults now, we know how to handle things, let's keep it to ourselves. You are a college student, I am a college student, you have a future ahead of you, and so do I. Forget it ever happened. Don't mention it again. It was a mistake. I'll never remember it anyway." I didn't realize I saddened his heart with these lines. I forgot he used to have a thing for me, which I'm still unsure whether or not he still does.
                          
"If you're fine with that, I won't mention it, in fact, I would just forget about it after a week." He ends with an innocent smile. He was like a angel, like a real one. He was always so charming and innocent, I wonder if I ever liked him before. In fact, maybe I do have a thing for him that I didn't want to admit.
                          
"Jin, you're not mad right?" I address him by his nickname, asking a question out of curiosity.
                          
"Ye—no, I'm fine. Don't worry. W—what do you want for breakfast?" He suddenly changes the subject, I was unable to ask the next important question, do you still like me?
                          
"Uh—jjajangmyeon!" I replied right away, since the subject is about food. Why are you judging me? Everybody loves food. Anyway, let's get back on track.
                          
Why the hell did he change the subject all of a sudden? Is he...still into me? I feel my heart beating faster than ever. No matter what I try to think, I can't forget about last night. Yes, I remembered what happened last night now. It's kind of a big mess.
                          
As he was leaving his room with his clothes wrapped around him, I quickly come out of the blanket and get dressed.
                          
Then I noticed a bright red spot on the bed sheet. I know right away what that means. It's my first time after all, I can't expect anything different. For once, I'm glad I don't have a boyfriend.
                          
I then quickly pull out the bed sheet and shove it in the trash can.
                          
"Jin." I call out for him as I was heading downstairs towards the kitchen after "hiding" the bed sheet in the trash can.
                          
"Y-yah." Jin shouted. He must be surprised to hear my voice. I wonder what he was thinking while cooking.
                          
"Hmm. Smells good. No wonder my best friend is a four star chef." Gosh, I admire his cooking, it always make me feel better after a hard day at work. He deserves a five star.
                          
"Y-yeah, I had skills. Got a job at a celebrity's restaurant, I'm famous." He chuckles shyly.
                          
"Yes, I know. Since you've been working hard on my jjajangmyeon, I will give you a massage." I walk towards him, placing my hands on his shoulders.
                          
He shrugged me off, saying, "Sorry, I'm "sensitive." He ends with a small smile.
                          
"Yeah, I figure as much. Don't worry, I'll just sit down quietly at the dining table." I let out a sigh. Gosh, he can't seem to forget about it, can he? I knew him too well, he must have some feelings left for me. Yes, our relationship is screwed.
                          
"Can I he-?" I got cut off by Jin.
                          
"N-no thanks, I got it. I'm a chef, you're not. Just sit there. The food's coming." He said hurriedly as if he was being chased by some horrible beast.
                          
Ouch. I know I'm not a chef, but I got skills, ok? Don't underestimate me. Ugh, so much to ask of a best friend.
                          
Food is ready and served. We sat at the dining table, quietly enjoy our breakfast. Until the awkward conversation start out.
                          
"H-hey. I threw your bed sheet in the trash can. I'll buy you some new one this afternoon, is that ok?" I glance at him, waiting for him to question me.
                          
"Why'd you do that for?" He asked, unable to guess why I had done what I did.
                          
"I uh— first time, umm... you can guess the rest of the story." He's not dull, he'll know what I talk about.
                          
Yeah, I saw the oh shit look on his face, so I figured he understand. My FIRST TIME, YOU DUMB H*E. 
                          
"Oh...I'm uh— sorry it happened to be that way. I just thought JiHoon was your first." He blurted out, unable to control his mouth.
                          
I do have a thing for something with a name that starts with J, don't I?
                          
"You what? Thought I slept with JiHoon? What the f*ck, J? Of course I didn't, but we broke up months ago, I don't want to talk about him anymore. He cheated, and I stopped thinking about him. Don't mention that name again. Ever." Ugh, I knew that boy was no good, but I keep coming at him stupidly. And with that, our conversation ended as I stormed out of the dining room, trying to hold my tears back.
                          
I went back to his room, pack up my stuff, and left a note on his desk as I was waking downstairs. 
                          
'Lock clicks' I left.
                          
*A/N: I JUST REALIZE THAT I CAN MAKE A SHIP NAME FOR THEM, SOJINYOUNG!!!!! AHHHH IM CRYING.