Chapter 9:

Eric had an awful headache when he opened his eyes. The head was pounding just as much as his whole body did, and if he made a sudden move, it felt like he had been driven over by thousand cars. This was why he did not drink alone till the break of dawn.

The leader of Shinhwa squeezed his eyes shut, the eyebrows furrowing, as he covered the face with his palms and heaved a long and heavy sigh. When he was back in his senses and felt somewhat better, he opened his eyes again and realised that this was not his room.

Oh, , he got kidnapped!

Eric sat up fast, forgetting that his head was aching and his body had bruised, and looked around the bedroom. It was big, bigger than the room he shared with Junjin and…Eric felt sadness thinking about that name and just shook his head as he waved the blanket off of his feet to investigate the room.

What if he had done something he should regret? He didn’t remember anything. Well, he remembered the Hyesung wannabe hooker person, but he didn’t remember what had happened after he and Eric had stopped fooling around.

Eric was .

He was .

He was so that even he himself was embarrassed.

Yet, when Eric took a look around the room, he saw that his clothes had been folded on to a chair. Great! He thought as he sprang towards them and started dressing himself up fast. What he was trying to accomplish with that, Eric had no idea, but if he had been kidnapped, fighting would have been disastrous.

The door was opened and Eric felt his arms go up even when the shirt was not fully on him. Even if he was not the master of taekwondo in their group, he knew some moves, thanks to Hyesung.

“I brought you some coffee.” Wait a minute! Eric knew that voice. “And some aspirin.”

“Kangta?” The leader of Shinhwa interrogated under the shirt and finally pul