Junmyeon’s POV   I’m gulping my eight glass tonight. Oh, I can feel my world start to spinning around. I’m shaking my head to make it stop. “V…” I’m giving him my glass. I can feel he is filling my glass again. “Is she really that pretty Suho yah?” asked V. I gulp my drink first. “Oh… Veeeery…” "Ya! Junmyeon ah!" Ah, it's Myungsoo. I’m waving my hand towards him. “Oh… Myungsoo yah…. Come here…” I’m patting the seat next to me. "What is it now?" asked him. I give him my glass. “Drink with me…” He takes a deep sigh then grabs the glass. “How long you are gonna do this, huh?” I gulp another glass. “Until I can forget I love her. For our love?” I’m clinking my glass with him.   He looks annoyed but I know his soft heart. He won’t let me drunk alone. Glass after glass, we are still here. We keep asking V to refill our glass. We got annoyed when he did it slowly.   "Ya! Pour it faster V!" I’m shouting towards him "Yeah pour it faster! This man needs more drink!" said Myungsoo. He also shouts by the way. V keep filling me, no, our glass. And we keep gulping it. "I should call her Myungsoo yaahhhh...." Myungsoo gulps his drink first. "Call her Junmyeon aaahhh…. Call her…. Keep apologizing to her until your lips numb." "Should I?" He is nodding his head hard. "Nara is a verrrryyyy touchy person as my girl said. Come on Junmyeon ah......." He is shaking my shoulder. I’m taking out my phone. I can see my vision starts to blur. I’m shaking my head hard and blinking my eyes hundred times. With a lot of effort, I’m finally finding her number and call her directly. After the long tone, I don’t hear Nara’s voice. Instead, the operator answers it. Oh . "She is not answering...." "Keep calling her brother….” As Myungsoo said, I keep calling her until finally, she picks it up. I can hear her sleepy voice. Oh even her voice is so damn pretty. "Hello? Hi baby...... I want to say I am verrryyyyy sorry about what I have doneeeee. I know you are veryyyyy hurt but me tooo babyyyyy me tooooo! I uh....." I’m starting to sob. “Yah!” shouted Myungsoo. He is punching my shoulder. “Guys don’t cry Junmyeon ahhhhh….” I let my phone fall to the floor then bury my head on my hand. I am really sorry baby. Really sorry. For everything that I have done.   ***   Nara’s POV   I hear my phone keep ringing. Jeez, who is calling me on.... I’m squinting my eyes so bad to the clock. 4AM God damn it. I crawl to get my phone that fall to the floor. Without check out the caller, I put the speaker on my ear.   "Hello?" "Hello?" Oh, it's Junmyeon’s. "Hi baby...... I want to say I am verrryyyyy sorry about what I have doneeeee. I know you are veryyyyy hurt but me tooo babyyyyy me tooooo! I uh....." I can hear he is sobbing there. Oh, it touches my heart. Suddenly, I also hear Myungsoo voice fade away. What are they doing? They must be drunk. I press the end call button then pull my blanket again, try to sleep again.   I think about Junmyeon drunk. Who is gonna drive if both of them drunk? . I’m trying to ignore it. The more I’m trying to sleep, the more I’m worrying about him. , , . I’m forcing myself get up, grab my wallet and jacket. Damn it this feeling.   ***   Nara’s POV   How could I know where is he? Well he ever told me that he usually drinks here, so he is probably here. There are not many people at this hour. I’m looking at here and there and find Junmyeon and Myungsoo passed out on the table. The bartender in front them was taking their glass before my existence caught his attention.   “Junmyeon ah…” I’m nudging his arm. “Nara ssi?” asked the bartender. “Pardon?” “Ahh… I’m right…” He is smiling satisfyingly. What kind of smile was that? "Suho always shouts your name every time he drunk here.” Oh he just answers my question. "You look prettier than he usually explained," said him again then smile to me. How should I reply then? He is looking at these drunken guys. "Ah they just passed out. I never killed my customer by the way." "Not all of bartender is kind like you. Did you know that?" Oh yes, he is as kind as Key oppa. "I know," said him proudly. "Junmyeon ah...." I’m nudging his arm again. He doesn't move even for an inch. I take a deep sigh. I take out my phone to give a call to Fei. "Ya! Fei yah! Wake up! Your boyfriend passed out on De Bier. Get him now before another girl brings him home!" I’m shouting towards her sleepy voice. "A girl with mid brown hair will get him. Please make sure she is the one that takes him home," said me to the bartender. "Is she pretty?" asked him a bit excited. I chuckle. "Of course." "That's easy. I remember pretty girl easier," said him. “Well then I left first.” “Careful on your way back Nara ssi!”   I’m trying so hard to drag Junmyeon outside. Oh God, why you are so heavy baby? Wait, what I just said? I stop a taxi once we are outside. I’m carefully put him inside.   "Please go to….” Wait a minute, did his hyung home? Damn it. "Where?" asked the driver. . "I am coming too," said me then get into the taxi.   After thirty minutes ride, we finally arrive at his house. I am right. No one home. None of his hyungs home. I drag him to his room upstairs. I open the door and find his room is a mess. Great.   I put him on his bed then wrap him with the blanket. I’m looking around his room. Is he firing the cleaning ahjumma? I sigh then start to clean up the room. I put all of the trash to the bin, fold his messy clothes, collected his dirty clothes and so on.   After finished clean up his room, I went to the kitchen. Great. He also doesn’t have a lot of stuff on his refrigerator. I sigh again. Well, he should have breakfast, right? I don't want him to die because of starvation.   ***   Junmyeon’s POV   I can hear my alarm ringing. Ah damn. My morning shift, . I’m trying to get up but my head is still very heavy. , I drank too much last night. I make my way to the bathroom with a lot of difficulties. I have to go to the hospital or Minseok hyung will kill me.   After take a bath, I feel fresher. I feel more alive. Suddenly, I realize that I am in my place. Yes, my place, my room to be exact. As long as I remember, Myungsoo also drunk. Oh, I probably called Yixing or V called Yixing to pick me up, as usual.   Wait… I’m looking around my room. There is something wrong with my room. It's clean. Who clean it? I don't remember to call the cleaning ahjumma to come. Well, it's probably me clean it up while drunk. Yeah, probably.   I’m going downstairs and find wait.... I am not dreaming, right? I must be still drunk. I’m rubbing and blinking my eyes hundred times to make sure I see the right person. I’m approaching her slowly. My heart beats faster. Oh yes, that's her. That's really her, my baby.   "Oh, you are awake?" said her coldly. "Oh...." I don't believe this. She put a cup on the pantry table, a plate of toasts and a lunch box. "This is for your soberness, your breakfast and your lunch," said her pointing to all of them. "Pardon?" replied me stupidly. "I already made pasta for your dinner. Just reheat that again, okay?" "Oh...." She..... cooked for me? "Oh, one more thing....." And what is it again? I love you? "Tell the cleaning ahjumma to come. Your house, and your room, of course, is a mess." I will! I will! "I am leaving..." said her. She grabs her jacket and wallet on the table. She is about to leave. But no, no, please don't!   I’m grabbing her hand. We are looking at each other eyes. Oh, I can see she miss me too. "Please don't leave..." pleaded me. She about to loose her hand but I hold it tighter. "Don't....." said her weakly. "I am sorry Nara ya. I am really really sorry. I know what I was done was wrong. I am really really sorry. Please forgive me. Please baby...." I’m pleading while kneeling down in front of her. I’m sorry baby. For everything. "Get up," said her coldly. I shake my head. "I said get up," said her again. "I won't get up until you forgive me," said me lowly. I can hear her deep sigh. I can feel she loosen her hand from me then leave. Great. You are unforgivable Kim Junmyeon.   ***   Nara’s POV   I know I shouldn't be here but I should.... But I shouldn't...... Ah damn it. What should I do? Suddenly I feel a pat on my shoulder. It makes me almost jump.   "Excuse me, do you need any help?" asked a nurse. She smiles nicely. Oh she looks so young. Probably she is the same age with Junmyeon. What should I say? I’m gaining my guys then handing her a lunch bag. "Please give it to dr. Kim Junmyeon," said me softly. “Excuse me?” . “Dr. Kim Junmyeon, please.” “Ah…” She is smirking at me at the end. Damn. "And if he asks who give it, what should I said?" asked her. . "Please, don't tell him anything," pleaded me to her. She smiles meaningfully. "Okay.... I won't tell him." She makes a zipping gesture on . "Thank you so much.” "You're welcome," said her still with a wide smile plastered on her pretty face.   Oh I’m embarrassed! I’m rushing outside quickly. It doesn’t matter if the nurse doesn’t know. Because Junmyeon must be know. For your information, I just left Haejin Ho