The start of it all

''Get your hands off me.''

He faught with limpy cold hands to steal some heat and warm up, his hands found shelter underneath my cardigan and sheltered just at my back, embracing me and leanning on me with absolutely no care in the world.

I held my breath.

''Sehu....''

He slumped in my arms and I felt gravity pull me heavily due to the added weight balancing on my shoulder. 

''Sehun, please get up.''

This guy did not just get drunk and his friends did not just dump him in my arms. I'm not taking care of this jerk!

I was on the side walk trying to give this little prick back to his friends. This was the last thing I needed.

''Wait, we're enemies!''

I screamed after them but little do they know about the war between us, they'd say 'they're neighbours, they're cool.'  Like, no. We HATE each other.

His friends sped off and I was left alone with the stillness of the night set tightly in the street. My arms wrapped around the dumbo drunk to the inch of stupid and I breathed out in pure anger.

There was a warm breath heating my side of my neck and that was making the situation worse. 

Ok. It was time to get the slug off me.

''Sehun, where are your keys? I can't find them- WHOA.''

He heavily fell off my shoulder and I caught him just before he hit the ground with his head.

''Phew.''

My heart stung with energy as I nearly let him get hurt, it wasn't that I cared but he was probably going to sue me for a tiny scratch or something along the lines.

On a regular bases, I wouldn't lift a finger even if he was bleeding out of his eyes.

I struggled to get him back up, I slipped his arm over my shoulder and kept strugglling until I reached my house. I knew he lost his keys and phone. He had nothing.

I let the lifeless body fall on the couch and threw my cardigan on him.

''Sleep tight. You dirty slug.''

I walked away with a scowl on my face, why was I the one with the job to take care of the idiot like this. I should have let him sleep outside. Like a dog.

''Sure.''

I felt his breath tickle as close to my ears and his arms reaching around my waist caught me by surprise.

''I need to take care of this girl real quick, she seems to disobey the king of the castle.''

I burst into a short fit of laughter before turning around. He is way too drunk to think clearly, now he's a king. Great, I have a nice destiny picked out for me. God please get this man away from me.

I fell silent as I found it amazing how he could stand up this quickly even though his blood bubbled alcohol.

My fingers pinpointed on his skin, just at the top of his forehead. I pressed hard.

This little faker, he could have walked up to the couch by himself, I nearly sold my soul and last breath to carry him here.

''You're too drunk to go there my friend. No one can handle me. Not even you.''

I wanted to push him back with my fingers, try to mess with his balance but his arm swiftly removed my fingers and he launched his body towards mine, his lips landing on mine with a soft rush to put up a fight for some sort of new war he just made up. Hastily taking more breaths, he continued to advance forward.

My arms were held down with watchfullness by his hands.

 I felt as my defence walls tumbled down that this wasn't good.

I pulled away and I felt as his soft lips peel away slowly. My breath was out of place and my hands shook.

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