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your fears were then confirmed as you noticed the lack of clothing on the two of you. the girl finally lifted her head and gave you a look as though she hadn’t fully gained her bearings yet. even in her sleepy, disheveled state, megan still made your stomach do flips. her hair was a mess, her eyes heavy with sleep, her lips slightly puffy. you were pulled out of your trance as megan groaned and reached to shut off her alarm. you were very aware of the fact that her naked body was still pressed against your side, skin-to-skin.

it seemed that megan had finally processed you were in her bed, because she suddenly shifted away from you, dragging her hands over her face, “fuuuckkk…” you assumed she was most likely feeling the same pain as you were. she then picked up her phone off her nightstand, typing rapidly as though she was texting someone. she let out another exasperated sigh, rubbing her temples. you realized that there was a larger problem at hand, something that wasn’t any of your business, and you probably weren’t making it any better by being there.

“uh- should i go?” you winced at the sound of your own voice— hoarse and weak. you cleared your throat as if that would do anything. megan’s head snapped to you, as if she forgot you were there. she then gave you an apologetic look, which you took no offense to. you understood the situation, and frankly, you didn’t want to have to sit in the awkwardness any longer.

you searched for your boxers, which you found were conveniently at the foot of her bed. you grabbed them and pulled them on while staying under the sheets as best you could. you felt exposed in front of this girl that you had only met the night prior. sure, you had slept together, but you really didn’t know megan at all. you stood up from her bed, immediately regretting the speed at which you did as your head spun. you clutched your forehead, squeezing your eyes shut as you just stood still waiting for the dizziness to pass.

“are you okay?” you heard a soft voice behind you. you were surprised megan had the energy to still be considerate and not just urge you out of her room. you only nodded, searching for the rest of your clothes as the dizziness subsided just enough. once you were dressed, you just stood for a second before giving an awkward wave in the pink-haired girl’s direction. not knowing what else to do, you turned around and headed for the door-

“you didn’t do anything wrong, i promise. i just, like- we have a big festival performance today, and i was being an idiot and stayed out way too late. but, like- it’s really not your fault, or anything. i had a really good time, like- with you…” megan rambled a bit. you felt your cheeks warm as you just stared at her for a second. you were so confused— the girl seemed just as nervous as you were.

you quickly recovered and nodded, “oh, yeah, you’re good- don’t even worry about it. i understand. uh, good luck with your performance,” you put on your best reassuring smile and put your hand on the doorknob, turning back one more time to mutter “i had a good time too,” you quickly walked out before she could say anything back. you mentally scolded yourself for being so awkward. you were both adults, you should be able to handle a situation like this.

you caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of your eye as you walked past the kitchen. you looked over and saw a girl with dark hair and brown skin sitting on the countertop. you recognized her as lara, another member of katseye— and conveniently megan’s roommate. great.

the girl gave you a small nod with a knowing smile, and you sent another stupid wave, avoiding eye contact. you walked out the front door as quickly as you could, dreading the conversation you would inevitably have with your friends later.

megan just sat on her bed for a second, trying to remember the exact events of last night that led up to this. she could only remember having a long conversation with you at the party, and maybe.. . oh shit, yeah. she did kiss you. the girl groaned with her face in her hands, then grabbed her phone once more. she needed to get her frustration out and rant to someone about this— lara was probably equally hungover as she was, so she didn’t want to burden her with her emotions this early in the morning. she absolutely couldn’t tell sophia. she ultimately decided on telling dani, as she knew the girl would always lend an ear for her.

a/n- had to add meizini because i'm a slut

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her, lara, adéla, and emily were sat in the living room talking to some people that megan didn’t know the names of. she wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, instead choosing to observe what was happening around her. her eyes raked over the crowd mindlessly, until she caught a glance of a familiar face entering the kitchen. was that-

“meg, can you get me another drink? pretty pleaseeeee?” megan’s attention was diverted by a very drunk lara pouting at her. the chinese girl only jokingly rolled her eyes and nodded, getting off the couch and heading towards the kitchen. she was aware of her own level of intoxication, but she wasn’t too worried— she could take care of herself.

in the kitchen, you finished pouring you and em’s drinks, grabbing the two cups and turning around. what you didn’t expect was to come face-to-face with a familiar pink haired girl.

“y/n?”

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it had been almost 20 minutes since you had gone to get drinks, and em was getting a bit worried. she knew you didn’t always do well at large parties like these, so the fact that you had just disappeared was not a great sign. she took one more glance around the room before sighing and pulling out her phone. she tried calling you to no avail.

on the other side of the house, you and megan had been conversing in the kitchen, drinks long forgotten. you found megan easy to talk to, but maybe that was just the alcohol, or the weed. probably the weed. you also couldn’t help but notice how good megan looked. she wore all black, her see-through top showing off the black bra she was wearing— you had definitely looked her up and down more times than you probably should’ve. the girl was even prettier in person. she stood about two inches shorter than you, and the way she was looking at you made your knees a little weak.

your eyes kept drifting down to her pillowy lips, wondering how they would feel pressed against your own. you willed yourself to focus on the conversation at hand— a task you found quite difficult. who could really blame you when megan was just so touchy. the girl’s hand kept finding it's way onto your shoulder, your forearm, your bicep, giving it a subtle squeeze. you knew megan was flirting with you, you weren’t that stupid. and you gladly reciprocated, your intoxication giving you a newfound sense of confidence.

“so, did you come here by yourself?” megan suddenly asked, her words slighty slurred. you couldn’t help but notice she was so much closer than before. not that you minded— the smell of weed and her perfume was making you dizzy.

“uh- nah, i came here with my friend. i don’t know where she is right now, though. what about you?” you rubbed the back of your neck absentmindedly, freezing when megan’s finger came up to hook around the thin chain around your neck, just resting there.

“yeah, i came with my friends too.” you only hummed, suddenly not being able to muster up a verbal response as megan’s finger trailed up your throat. you gulped, to which the girl smiled teasingly. your hand gripped the countertop behind you as megan opted to grab your jaw, pulling you down slightly. your breath hitched at the warmth of her palm against your face, the sheer proximity between the two of you made your stomach flip. megan’s eyes kept darting down to your lips, before she finally locked eyes with you.

“can i kiss you?”

you only nodded— finding your words still stuck in your throat— and megan closed the gap between you.

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a/n- aww they met in person for the first time🥹 surely this will work out fine and not result in any consequences!

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