“ the truth “
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Baekhyun didn’t know how to answer. He didn’t want to disappoint Miteum with explaining him that he took advantage of his drunk state and tried to ask him questions after he mentioned his ‘secret job’. He felt bad after he found out that he was a prostitute. And now, they were sitting in his apartment, Baekhyun had one or two drinks and fuck, the words ‘since you’re a prostitute’ slipped over his lips after the whiskey made his tongue loose.
“I am horribly sorry, Miteum, but you mentioned a so called ‘secret job’ when you were drunk last time. I took you home, remember? And I wanted to know if you’re involved in criminal stuff, you get me? I was worried about you, I could’ve been worse stuff.”
Well, that was half the truth. He had been worried, but that Miteum was part of another gang, that they were enemies (technically). He knew that he could never hate the other, that he could never hurt him or worse, murder him. “You told me that you’re a prostitute after I promised you more alcohol. I gave you cola and told you it was mixed with rum, so.” he shrugged slightly and the proceeded to eat his bulgogi, fumbled a little bit with his chopsticks.
He should’ve known, known that drinking that much would’ve been a bad idea, whenever Miteum drinks too much his mouth runs lose, says and admits things sober Miteum would never even dream of saying. But his drunkenness was no good excuse, not at all. Worried, wanted to know if he was involved in criminal stuff, why would they need to know such thing? To talk him out of it? To report it to the police? Half of this island is involved in criminal stuff, couldn’t he just… not care? He sighs, drives a hand through his hair, can only be happy that he only told about his prostitute career and never actually came as far as to tell he’s a part of Hydrus. But…
But… “I told you it after you promised me more alcohol? Why would you even promise me that? My secrets are mine to keep, you shouldn’t have let me told, no matter how worried you was” anger rises in him, he’s… confused, in a way angry, but mostly disappointed in himself, he had been so good at keeping this secret and now.
“I was drunk. I was drunk Baekhyun, and you should’ve known better” he puts down his chopsticks, leans back, he doesn’t know how to feel, what to say, what to do, he’s lost.











