He was far into his Physics homework when a rapid knocking on the door interrupted his peaceful train of thought. He grumbled to himself, thinking of just ignoring the sudden intruder but another series of banging on the door got him up his seat and walking towards the door.

He caught a glimpse of the clock-- it was already 2:40 in the morning or maybe it was just his eyes playing at him since it was just a quick glance anyways. Either way, he wondered who the hell would come knocking at his door during this time of night.

Ruffling his already scruffy hair, he sighed and opened the door.

"Yongguk!" the feline like male exclaimed, lunging forward to wrap his arms around the dumbfounded male in his ragged sweats and over sized shirt. 

Yongguk let out a small sound of surprise, instinctively putting his arms around the younger male to keep the two of them from falling over. He could smell the alcohol from the other and found himself frowning.

"Kim Himchan?" he tried calling out--still surprised by the sudden appearance of the male. Closing the door with his foot, he shifted the two of them, moving to settle the drunk male to sit on the floor only to be dragged down with the younger. 

Yongguk moved to stand but Himchan's arms were wrapped around his neck tightly, not letting him go. Yongguk flinched and fell hard on top of the other after his first attempt to pull away.

"Himchan?" he called again, but was caught offguard when he heard sniffling coming from his uninvited guest.

"He left." Himchan whispered so subtly Yongguk could have missed what he said if his ear wasn't close enough. The sniffling were soon followed by strangled sobs that were covered by his right shoulder. 

The older stayed in the same awkward position, supporting himself with his arms so that he wouldn't squish the younger with his weight. 

Once his arms started to get tired, he shifted the two of them again-- moving as if they were one unit-- so that they both sat up on the floor. Not once did Himchan's grasp loosen around his neck, continuously sobbing against his now soaked shirt. 

He had no clue of what to do, inwardly panicking as Himchan cried his eyes out. Instinctively, his hand moved up caressing the smaller male's tousled brown hair. 

Although uncomfortable in the situation, Yongguk kept his silence and let the other cry all the tears out. Somehow feeling the sorrow and the pain of the other, he simply patted the other's head until the sobs turned down into small hiccups. He had no clue how long they stayed there with Himchan crying in his arms but he felt relieved when the sobs stopped coming from the smaller male.

“Himchan-ssi?” he called out, once the younger’s crying died down. Yongguk, shifted ever so slightly to find his guest sleeping in his arms.

His tear-stained face was heartbreaking to look at but somehow it’s still better than him crying more than he already had.

Carrying the sleeping male to the sofa, Yongguk couldn’t help but think of why he would go to him in this time of night and seek comfort from him concerning this type of problem. Heck, Yongguk didn’t even consider them as friends. They stayed in the same circle of people but never did they talk-- excluding the small greetings and the awkward exchange of words that Yongguk couldn’t even consider as a proper conversation.

Yongguk preferred things simple and quiet while Himchan was loud and complicated. They had nothing in common, other than the people they hung out with-- so why would Himchan come to his house, drunk and heart broken in the middle of the night?

Yongguk was stumped but carefully tucked the other male in his sofa nonetheless. He went back to his room, grabbing an extra blanket to cover Himchan with. 

After prying Himchan out of his heavy winter jacket, Yongguk placed him in the most comfortable position possible in the tiny sofa of his apartment living room. Although Himchan was almost the same height as Yongguk, he still looked snug in the sofa, unlike Yongguk who looked like a giant in an elf’s furniture whenever he tried to lie down in the cramped old furniture.

He turned to go back to his room and resume in the Physics homework that he left but couldn’t help but turn back to the sleeping male on his couch. Leaning down, he reached his hand up, wiping the tearstains that covered the cheeks of the younger-- a frown unconsciously creasing his forehead.

Sighing to himself, he just simply shook his head before turning back to his room. He could probably ask him tomorrow.

He would definitely ask the next morning. Probably over some food quickly made for breakfast or something-- but just like the past night, Yongguk was once again surprised by the male called Kim Himchan.

With only a quickly written note that says he made coffee, there was no trace left of the male. It didn't even seem like the events last night occured if it wasn't for the scribbled note-- which was obviously written by someone who can barely think properly due to a head splitting hang over.

With a sigh, Yongguk poured himself a cup of coffee-- which was surprisingly good for something made by a groggy man with a more likely raging head ache. He read the note over once more, crumpling it and tossing it in the trash. 

"So much for a thank you." he grumbled to himself and concluded that Himchan probably didn't want to talk to him about such things afterall.

Deciding to forget about the previous events with Kim Himchan being drunk and heart broken in his apartment, Yongguk went on his daily routine.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

First part out of I don't know! ^^ I hope you enjoyed it~