“Clank clank.” went the sound of glass bottles hitting each other in a plastic bag as the figure holding on to it made her way uphill.

She stopped in her tracks, trying to figure out if she had heard him correctly during their phone conversation earlier.

“Hey Jae on the way here, can you get me some soju?” asked Zico, his tone emotionless.

“But why do you need soju? I thought you can’t drink..?” replied Jae Kyung, puzzled over his sudden request.

“Just.. Just get it for me Jae. I’ll pay you. So just get it for me already.” he retorted, irritated.

Before she could say anything else, he had hung up on her.

“Tsk. What nerve.”Jae Kyung said out loud as she continued on her way to Zico’s house. As much as she was a little teeny weeny bit annoyed by his tone, she couldn’t help but feel happy. She was finally getting to see him again after all.

Though their last meeting took place barely less than twenty-four hours ago, she longed to be by his side once more, even if it was only for a few hours. She missed looking at his face. She missed rebutting playfully at his every word.. For crying out loud, she even missed his smell.

She sighed.

 Boy what have I gotten myself into now? Falling for a rude man like this..

She only managed to shake her head at the thought as she knocked on the same door she had been knocking on for about two weeks then.

“Special delivery for Mr Jihooooooooooo~” shouted Jae Kyung as she continued knocking on the door.

Silence.

Cocking her head to one side, she knocked again, this time louder and longer.

What the hell’s taking him so long? She was so close to just breaking the door down when finally, the man in question opened his door.

“Quit being so noisy will you? And where’s my soju?” asked the grouchy man, one hand cupped over his ear.

Jae Kyung looked at Zico in disbelief. His dark circles had come back, accompanying his then bloodshot eyes. When he talked, his mouth didn’t move much, causing him to mumble and slur his words. He seemed weak, leaning and holding on to the door for support. Her nose was also beginning to react to the strong smell of alcohol which filled her nostrils as he continued asking her about his beer.

“Jiho.. You’re drunk.” said Jae Kyung to the man who then had his hands on the plastic bag which held the cure to his deteriorating emotional state.

“ I told you I’d pay you for this right? Just hurry and give the damn soju to me already.” went Zico as the bag was snatched away forcefully by that of the nimble hands of Jae Kyung.

She couldn’t help but to wince at his words. She was utterly taken aback by the sudden hostility but chose to not pay much attention to it afterwards. He’s just drunk, Jae Kyung. Don’t have to be so sensitive.

Worriedly, she wondered, “What on earth could have happened in the span of a few hours to have caused such a drastic change in you? The same person who had been laughing so heartily just yesterday?”.

But knowing that it probably wasn’t the best time to conduct an interview session with a drunken, not to mention angry, man, she decided to keep the questions for later. At least until after you’ve sobered up.

Ensuring that she kept the alcoholic beverages out of Zico’s reach the whole time, she came into the house, closed the door behind her, put his hand onto her shoulders before placing both of hers onto his waist and helped him to the couch. Being in the drunken stupor that he was in, Zico had pushed all of his weight onto her as she struggled to get him into the house safely.

Plop went Zico as he dropped onto the cushioned couch, his body limp. Jae Kyung fell right next to him, feeling just as limp after having to carry someone, who was at least two times her weight, over a distance.

“Give me. My god damn beer.” went the raspy voice again, insistent, as he snatched the bag away from Jae Kyung who was caught off guard trying to catch her breath.  

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WOAH LOOK! MORE VIEWS AND 2 MORE SUBSCRIPTIONS! :O

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Heheheheh is this fresh enough?

K SO BACK TO THE STORY.

Another chapter for the fanfic-deprived soul.

Hahahah like chicken soup sio. :S

Bt whatevs.

Ok me is off to da toilet to take a u POO POO.

-crickets-

Hmmmm.

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