- ̗̀ are you rich? are you poor?

kimiko was surprised to see her ex boyfriend so willing to sit next to her, but she was too drunk to really be able to say anything, instead giggling as she watched him down some of the vodka, eyes glinting with pleasure at the faces he was making. “vodka is my BEST friend, nate. well next to mijin, but vodka’s been there for me when no one else was.” she took the bottle back, taking another healthy swig. “though it was saki when i escaped to japan. most of japan’s elite don’t drink western drinks.” it’s not hard to figure out what she did when she went back to japan, not with knowing her past.

“THEN I CAN thank vodka for being there for you when no one else was there for you.” when he hadn’t been there for her. nodding a little, a hum left his lips as he thought about what she was saying. he knew what she’d gotten up to, well he’d guessed and now it was only confirmed - he wasn’t jealous, nate didn’t exactly get jealous. “how was japan? i hoped the country treated you well.” sighing, the male model ran his hair through his perfect hair. “why did you come back to korea and hongdae of all places? “

‘No, no, no, no, no.” She shook her head each time she head the word, “I won’t get poisoning and i won’t pass out, I am fine! I promise.” She says patting herself just under her collarbone. She was good and fine at that moment, but her drinking always crashed and burned; it was only so long before it happened again that night. “But if I teach you then we won’t have anything to celebrate!” She pouts, her bottom lip stick out and a small sad sound left her though more giggles left her as he spun her around making her forget about her pouting all together. Even in the state of mind she was in she was still so glad to spend time with Nate since he always managed to turn anything sad into a laugh or a smile instead. Maybe that was her own fault since she always fell for the asshole guys instead of a nice one. Whether she was sober or intoxicated she still incredibly thankful that he showed her what it was like to be around a nice guy. She wanted to change her taste in guys from asshole to nice and it was because of him. Her eyebrows furrowed and her fist raised, but instead of hitting him she brought her hand in to gently caress his cheek, “I won’t kill you.” She giggled, “If I killed you I wouldn’t be able to see your handsome face, I would miss you!”

NATHANIEL BRACED HIMSELF for the punch that was about to come, even if she was teasing him he knew that she had quite the swing on her (he hadn’t planned on getting a black eye tonight). however, when she didn’t punch him and he felt her soft hand on his face, nate couldn’t help the blush that formed on his cheeks. “good, i’d miss seeing your beautiful face,” he murmured, looking down at her through his dark eyelashes. “if i was dead that would be something i’d miss a lot.” his smile was genuine, eyes showing his gentle soul as he stared down at her. “i’ll miss you too so thank you for not killing me.” pulling her closer to him, nate ignored the smell of alcohol and the loud music around them. “i missed seeing a smile on your face, you’ve always looked even prettier with a smile on your face.” voice low, he chuckled. “so i’m going to thank the alcohol for making my nayoung- i mean for making you happy.”

She was a pile of giggles to moment her eyes landed on the taller boy, smiles wider than before as she grew even happier once she knew it was Nate walking in to see her instead of a stranger. Though she would have welcomed a stranger in too. “Nate! Nate-y, Nate! that’s just more for me.” She wiggles backwards as she pulls him further into the apartment to the beat of the song. “I’m so glad you’re here!” she tells him as his hands wrap around her waist and she finishes off the bottle she had been drinking from and throws it to her couch. Her stomach was warm, her face was a bit flushed and her hair was a bit messy from all the dancing; the girl was so happy for a change. Happy for a reason that was probably the alcohol, but it was alright as long as it got her through the rest of the night. “Hmmm…” she tries to think of a reason she was dancing and drinking like she was, but she had no good reason. Her hands clasp together around the back of his neck and she moves up on her tiptoes, “lets celebrate you not being able to dance.”  She smiles cutely up at him, as he moves some hair from her eyes, as she wiggles her sides.

AFTER HAVING SEEN nayoung suffer from a heartbreak, it was nice to see her so happy and dancing around. sure the alcohol was causing most of it but it was still a fresh sight. “as much as i want to see you happy and it looks like you’re having a very good time right now, i do have to make sure you don’t drink too much because i don’t want you to get alcohol poisoning or just pass out on me.” like usual his voice was soft and gentle around nayoung, not disapproving or patronizing - he wanted her to feel good and to not ruin her mood. “alright, let’s celebrate thatthen. will you teach me how to dance, i don’t want to keep falling over my feet when i’m trying to dance with pretty girls like you.” the smile only widened as he lifted her up slightly and spun her around her apartment before setting her down to her feet with a chuckle. “i might not be able to dance very well but i’m glad i have some strength to be able to carry you. wait, that made it sound like i was calling you fat. i didn’t mean that, you’re not fat nor are you heavy. you’re very slim and cute actually.” wincing, he closed his eyes. “don’t kill me please”

the common areas were usually a refuge for the girl, a place she could go alone with her thoughts and not be bothered by other people. as luck would have it though, the lockdown had caused many to migrate from their apartments into the shared space with the other students. nursing a bottle of vodka, her black hair tied up in a ponytail and her thin limbs exposed from the shorts and tank top she was wearing, kimiko eyed the other students. she didn’t have a lot of friends, and people didn’t like her very much. oh well, at least she had her friend, the vodka bottle. she tipped her head back for a swig, giggling slightly at the feeling of the burning down her throat. “you want some?” she offered to the person sitting next to her, brown eyes glinting. 

WHY WAS EVERYBODY getting drunk? that was a question he found himself asking as he dodged drunk figures, nodded along to slurred conversations and practically ran away from vomiting individuals. as he walked into the common room, his frown deepened even more from the smell of alcohol filling the air but the familiar face caused him to walk over and sit down beside her - he didn’t know why, his legs just moved themselves towards kimiko always. “i’d normally say no, but let me have it.” grabbing the bottle from her, he tipped his head back and took a swig before coughing and almost dropping the vodka bottle. face morphing into one of disgust, his eyebrows shot up and his voice became much higher than usual. “i hate vodka. how can you even drink this so easily?”

It was a bad decision from the start, but she didn’t care. If she was locked up in the apartment complex then she was going to do what she wanted and no one was going to tell her any differently. So there she was with her coffee table pushed to one side of the room and the couch on the other, with music turned up loud and a drink in her hand as she danced. She was too tipsy to care at this point all she wanted to do was dance and dance and dance some more after that. There had to be lots of other parties going on in the building but she didn’t care for any of them, she was having her own party. A party of one, that is until she noticed another person standing near her opened door. “Are you just going to keep standing there, or are you going to join me?” She said over the music. “Come on, dance with me!” She giggles, reaching out for the person, “Or have a drink! I have lots.”

THE SOUND OF the music had caused nate to drift through the hallways until he reached nayoung’s familiar door and he couldn’t help the wide grin that formed on his face. “nayoung!” he called out, knocking on her door because he was never one to just barge into someone else’s apartment. but when she didn’t respond, he tried the door and found it open to reveal a drunk but happy nayoung. it was cute, he was going to admit that. “i’ll dance with you but i think i’llrefrain from drinking the alcohol.” his larger hand taking hears gently, nate allowed himself to be pulled into the apartment and he wrapped his arm around her thin waist. “so, what are we celebrating? and just for the record, i’mnot a very good dancer,” added the model, brushing strands of hair away from her eyes.

kimiko stalked into the coffee shop, long black hair tossed down her back, the dark locks coming to nearly her hips. she’d changed a lot while she was in japan, and she was excited to be back at hongdae, learning all there was about all the students. she didn’t care much for class, just going because she had to, but the student body was intriguing and kimiko liked secrets. she fired off her coffee order to the cashier, swiping her card to pay. as she waited for the drink, lined eyes scanned the shop, looking for a familiar face. when she stopped, seeing one she knew, she took her drink and stalked over, sitting down across from them. “well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” she said, dark eyes gleaming. maroon nails tapped against her cup, the top stained from her red lipstick. “miss me?”

HE FELT HIS heart drop in his chest as soon as he heard the voice and saw the familiar dark locks of hair out of the corner of his eye. so the rumors had been true, kimiko was truly back. their breakup had fucked him up for a while even though he wouldn’t admit it, he’d fled to jeju with nayoung for a weekend trip to help himself heal. “kimiko,” he murmured, avoiding eye contact with her for a few minutes before he realized he was being rude. swallowing his feelings and his sadness, he glanced up at her. “yes, i did miss you.” she’d been a short part of his life but she’d still impacted him and helped him get out of his awkward shell. “you look good.”

she was so tempted to stay in bed all day with nate, exploring each other’s bodies and engulfed in his warmth. but her stomach refused that option as she could feel her stomach grumble, though not to loud for hate to hear. “maybe we can stay in?” jinri responded while smiling into the kiss. gazing into nate’s warm eyes with her own, she titled her head as to why he looked at her so strangely. though she enjoyed nate gazing at hear, she was unsure to his sudden intense staring. before she could speak of it, she was back onto the bed and giggling as nate peppered her neck in kisses. a soft moan escaped her lips as jinri’s hand threaded through nate’s hair. being with him in this way was so comfortable and she was so at ease, the brunetter almost forgot about her hunger. “pancakes.” she always had a love for pancakes, even during middle school. she lightly traced her lips against nate’s shoulder before smiling down at him. 

seolbi was kind and sweet, and it had been a huge part of why she and nate clicked so well. they were both incredibly kind people, and their relationship had been nothing but good. their friendship was the same way. she took care of him as always, and he was affectionate with her. it was the way they worked. “and wooseok is.. the way he is.” she laughs softly, shaking her head. her cheeks pink delicately when nate kisses her cheek (she can’t help it okay?) and she smiles brightly. “oh nothing too complicated! i know you’re a big fan of salad because it’s not too heavy, so i made some chicken and added it to the salad so you get your protein in as well.” she leans against the counter, watching nate pull out the wine. “you spoil me, you know.” she laughs, brushing a piece of black hair out of her face.

“WOOSEOK WILL BE wooseok,” he chuckled, pouring the wine in the glasses evenly - he couldn’t be unfair even when it came to something so simple as distributing alcohol. nate had never been one to like beer or vodka, he was someone who loved to drink a good bottle of old wine or a glass of champagne. he also knew his limits and rarely ever got drunk but if he did manage to get himself drunk, he knew seolbi would be there for him. “gosh, now that sounds good. i’ve always loved the salads you make, whatever dressing you put on it always has me begging for more.” he shot her his usual friendly smile and sank down into a seat near the kitchen table while holding out the glass for her. “you deserve to be spoiled since you’re the one currently spoiling me.”

❛that’s what i thought!❜, he exclaimed happily. he was happy to spend some time with the model, it had been a while since they had the chance to talk face to face. jonghyun could still remember the first time he had met nate — he didn’t act like a crazy fan but pretty damn close? he pretty much just told him how attractive he was and that he should share some of his height with him..plus, of course, he had to take a picture. he would have never imagined they’d get along well. he turned out nicer than he thought he was as well. a bonus. in short, jonghyun was charmed and hoped the model enjoyed his company as much as he enjoyed his. ❛arm wrestle? do you want to try? i’m not much of a competition though❜, he said as he shuffled the cards and put them in a line on the table. ❛i’ll read your fortune for the day — we can arm wrestle after i promise.❜

if someone would have told her back in high school that she would one day end up in bed with nate, jinri would have rolled her eyes and denied it. back then, she was a fool consumed with love for someone else. she always knew that nate was a pretty boy, but over time he became a very handsome man. now, she couldn’t help but resist being far closer with nate than just being friends who had dinner together. “i like your bed too.” jinri leaned her hand against her free hand so she was gazing down at nate, her long brunette hair falling over. “but i’m starving.” she closed her eyes as nate pressed a kiss upon her nose and for a minute she was willing to give up on getting up, “i might a little more convincing…” brushing her nose gently against nate, her lips were centimeters from nate’s lips once again.

seolbi knew that nate’s schedule was crazy busy sometimes, and that he rarely ever got any time to relax. it had been one of the main reasons why they had broken up, but they had still remained friends. seolbi didn’t have a lot of close friends, but she considered nate and wooseok her closest ones. she brushed off her hands on her skirt when nate asked what she was doing in their house, gathering her thoughts in her head before answering. (she really had been there for wooseok but he was nowhere to be seen and she figured she should do something nice for nate, anyways.) “i knew that you were coming back today, and you two NEVER have food in this house, so i figured i’d make you something healthy but delicious.” seolbi had always been an excellent cook, and she prided herself on that. she knew very well what kinds of restrictions nate placed on himself when it came to food, and she was careful to make sure her meal fit all of them.

FOR A LONG time seolbi had been his support system, taking care of him when his job became too much and he forgot to do basic things like eat or drink. it was wrong of him to rely on her so much but she had a big heart and she made it so easy for him to just fall back on. “it’s not my fault i don’t have time to go grocery shopping or we order take out.” well, he would just buy himself a salad and maybe some chicken to treat himself - it was hard always watching what he ate. “thanks though.” with a friendly smile, nate walked over to the kitchen and pressed a kiss softly on her cheek as a way of thanking her. there weren’t many people who knew him well and seolbi definitely had to be one of the closest friends he had. “so, what did you make? i hope you’ve made some food for yourself too because i’d hate to be the only one eating. we also have some fancy wine saved for special occasions.” nate walked over to one of the cupboards where he kept some of the finest and most expensive ingredients, pulling out a bottle and two wine glasses with him.

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upon waking, jinri arched her back and tangled herself deeper into the soft sheets. the blankets were far softer than those back at her place and it was becoming increasingly difficult to wake up. though there was another fact for jinri’s persistent need to stay in bed. turning over, she stretched out her arm to wrap around the warm body next to her. snuggling her head into the crook of nate’s neck, she lightly kissed his collar bone while keeping her eyes closed. how both of them ended up in this situation was a rather odd escaltion in their friendship, but jinri wasn’t complaining. in fact, she rather enjoyed having somebody to wake up to in the morning after the night they had. “nate, it’s time to wake up.” she placed another chaste kiss on his jaw, hoping that will stir him awake. “come on sleepy head.” jinri smiled into one last kiss on nate’s lips before patting his chest.

          EXCITEMENT JOLTED THROUGH wooseok’s body, zooming up his long legs and bouncing around his chest. “ can we really?? ” he practically shouted, jumping a bit on the couch and shaking his friend by the shoulders. “ natey-poo, that’s so FUN!! you know me, you REALLY know me!! ” wooseok then took a moment to recompose himself, gathering the bags of chips that once had his full attention and setting them on the table not too far away for anyone to get into. “ let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!! ”