Everything in Sehun wanted to turn away from the confrontation ahead of him. He finally caught sight of Baekhyun, leaning against a wall with Joohyun, looking like he was ranting to her. All of ten seconds ago, Sehun had been on the other side of the club, kissing the girl of his dreams like he wished he had basically half of his cognitive life at this point. Deep down, he wanted to disregard the look of betrayal on Baekhyun's face and just go back to Sol. But, he couldn't do that, he couldn't act like this wasn't his fault in at least some ways. 

"Hey!" He shouted, coming up beside the couple. Joohyun looked immediately relieved, unlike Baekhyun, who was already glaring at his best friend. "Can we talk? Please!" Sehun pleaded over the loud music. 

Baekhyun shook his head, "No, I have to get Joohyun home." He grabbed his girlfriend's hand, walking away without another glance at his best friend. Maybe he was being overdramatic, but right now it didn't feel like it. Sehun groaned as he watched them leave, raking a hand through his hair. Sehun felt his phone ding in his back pocket, he slide it out. 

From: Sol

Yubi, Jongin, and I are heading home. Do you need a ride?

Despite the voices in his head screaming at him to say yes, he couldn't. Because he knew if he did, he'd end up sitting beside Sol in the back of the car, and he'd take her hand, and he'd trace circles on the back of it with his thumb and he'd be biting back the words 'I love you' by the time they got to her house. And as wonderful as that sounded, he knew he couldn't do that with the look in Baek's eyes still burning holes into his brain. Sehun groaned, and then he walked off in the direction of the nearest bus stop. 

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Yubi and Jongin didn't ask questions when Sol asked if they could leave. They just got in the car, and picked up fried food on the way back to Yubi's place. Sehun turning down the ride had stung a little bit, but she understood why he did. By the time Sol got home, throwing her heels to the side as she walked in, it was past one in the morning. Baekhyun's car was in the driveway, but she figured he would have already gone to bed, or at least locked his door so he could ignore her for the rest of their lives. But, when she walked into the kitchen, the six-pack of beer on the counter made her pause. There was one bottle missing, and the back porch light was still on. Sol took a deep breath, grabbing a bottle and heading toward the door. The quiet sque