| Fan Fiction |
by babypaopao
My body felt sore as I lazily shifted around the bed. I have a hazy idea of what happened last night. All I know was I passed out and then Young Bae… kissing... moaning… panting…
OH. MY. GOD.
I had sex with Young Bae last night.
My eyes shot open and I turned to gaze upon the handsome, peaceful guy next to me. He stirred a little, undisturbed by my sudden movement.
‘Shit Aisha! SHIT!’ I cursed myself in my head.
I quickly got out of bed and searched for my clothes. They were scattered around the room. Grabbing my dress on the floor, I heard him groan. I whipped my head up to see him gawking at my naked body. Blushing, I wrapped the clothing around my front.
“Hey!” I softly whispered.
He smiled and patted the bed next to him. I followed and jumped onto the bed, crawling towards him like a cat – still naked.
“Hey!” He hoarsely replied to me, holding out his hands and wrapping my small body in his arms.
He rocked me gently as he buried his face in my tresses. I loved his breath on my skin. It felt faintly remember – like a dream I’ve had some time ago.
“Did we…” I started, unsure how to ask him.
He snapped his face up to look at me. Confusion crossed his eyes as they smoldered me.
“Did we what? Have sex?” He shyly implied.
I nodded, embarrassed that I still had to ask the obvious. He was naked. I was naked. Wasn’t that enough proof?
“Uhm… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… you know… uh… you were drunk… I should’ve said no… GOD! I’m such an idiot.” He sounded panicked.
I stared at him wide eyed. Was he regretting it? I mean, yeah. I was drunk and don’t remember everything, but hell! If I have sex with someone, it’s because I want to – not because I was drunk.
“Stop!” I voiced loudly, upset.
He stopped talking and gave me a puzzled look. I glared at him and struggled out of his arms. I know what he’s thinking. He’s thinking he took advantage of me.
“I know what you’re thinking! You’re thinking that you took advantage of me! Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but you didn’t. I admit! I have no clue whatsoever to what happened between us last night, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like it. Hell! I’ve never felt so sore in my life since the last time I had great sex. So, PLEASE! STOP ACTING SO FUCKING GUILTY!” I yelled, putting my hands on my waist to emphasize my being angry.
Young Bae dropped his head. Shaking it back and forth, I could tell he was still regretting what he did. Why can’t he believe me? GOD! He’s difficult.
I grabbed my clothes and put them on, storming out of his room. Immediately, I went inside my own and slumped against the door. Banging my head against the door, tears fell from my face. More images of what happened clouded my mind. He was so gentle, so soft, so nice. Why is he being this way. I… I really liked it.
Getting up from the floor, I dragged myself to the bathroom. I discarded my clothing and got in the tub, turning the water on to warm and sat down inside. I just really don’t get it.
Someone knocked on my bedroom door. Rushing to wrap a towel around my soaked body, I skipped to open the door. I was expecting an apologetic Young Bae to be there, but instead a teary-eyed GD stood before me.
“Is something wrong?” I asked him, wrapping my arms around his waist to prevent him from falling over.
He sobbed, head falling onto my wet shoulder and arms clutching onto me.
“What is it GD? Tell me what’s wrong.” I asked again. My heart felt like tearing apart.
“Dae Sung…” He started to say, but choked up with another round of sobs.
I cupped his face and forced him to look at me. “What about him? Did something happen? Is he alright?” I started to fret.
“He… he got into an accident. They were coming home from the shooting and… it was raining… The car… It hit the guard rail… He’s in the hospital… Aisha… I…” He wept on.
An onset of tears fell from my eyes. Dae Sung, the one who always smiled and would be shy around me sometimes. He… was in an accident.
“Aisha?” GD’s voice tore through my thoughts. I unconsciously started to shake uncontrollably from crying.
“Can… can we see him?” I questioned, voice failing to be sturdy.
He nodded, holding me up this time. My body continued to shake. I felt so weak. My emotions were a whirlwind and I didn’t know what to do or how to react.
“Get dressed. We’ll leave together.” GD whispered in my ear, pushing me lightly into my room.
He was about to shut the door when he turned back to say something.
“Oh. By the way, did Young Bae take you home?” He inquired, cocking his head to the side.
I looked up to him with a flushed face as the anger and pain I felt a while ago shot back inside me. Letting out a sigh, I faked a smile.
“Yeah. He did.” Was all I said.
He grinned and motioned me to hurry and get dressed. Once he left, the tears just poured down again. First, Young Bae regrets having sex with me. Second, Dae Sung was in an accident. My heart pounded loudly against my chest while I held onto my dresser. I’m so tore apart right now.
“I miss you oppas.” I quietly said into my empty room.
Wiping the tears away, I stripped the towel off my body and put on some clothes. Wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a plain white tee, I crept out of the room and waited in the living room. It was quiet for a time being, until I heard a gasp and a loud sound of disarray. I guessed it was Seung Ri and Young Bae talking about poor Dae Sung.
I whipped out my phone and dialed a number.
“Yeobsayo?” The person on the other line said.
I broke down into soft whimpers. How I missed his voice.
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Young Bae’s POV
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I opened my eyes to see her standing at the end of the bed with her dress in her hands. Groaning a little too loud, she turned to look at me, a blush rushing to tint her brown skin pink.
“Hey!” She whispered, covering her nude body with the dress.
I patted the bed, urging her to get on it so I could hug her. She did so, letting the clothing she wrapped around her figure drop to the floor. Crawling towards me, her eyes were big and innocent-like.
“Hey!” I replied, wrapping my arms around her and burying my face into the tousle that was her hair.
I heard her sigh and further lean into me. Rocking her back and forth, my breath bounced off her skin.
“Did we…” She trailed, but stopped her question.
I was confused for a second, then realized what she meant. “Did we what? Have sex?” I shyly continued for her.
She nodded. I felt sick in my stomach. She doesn’t remember. I took advantage of her. OH. MY. GOD. I'm such a horrible person.
“Uhm… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… you know… uh… you were drunk… I should’ve said no… GOD! I’m such an idiot.” I stuttered, panicked out of my mind.
How could I have done this? DAMMIT!
She turned to face me, her eyes wide with confusion. “Stop!” She spoke loudly, clearly upset.
I immediately stopped my ranting apologizes and curses to myself. Puzzled, I stared back into the depth of her chestnut brown eyes. She wiggled out of my embrace and stood up from the bed. She seemed really mad. Maybe she’s going to yell at me about fucking her when she was drunk. I deserve it.
She opened her mouth and put her hands on her waist. I was readying for the angry screams of betrayal or something close to that, but I didn’t expected what she really wanted to say.
“I know what you’re thinking! You’re thinking that you took advantage of me! Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but you didn’t. I admit! I have no clue whatsoever to what happened between us last night, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like it. Hell! I’ve never felt so sore in my life since the last time I had great sex. So, PLEASE! STOP ACTING SO FUCKING GUILTY!” She shrieked at me.
I bowed my head down and shook it in disbelief. Maybe she hasn’t realized it yet. Within a blink of an eye, she got dressed and stormed out. I banged my head back on the bed, my own thoughts consuming me.
I should’ve known better to have done what I did. Yeah. Last night, I was ready for anything, but now that she doesn’t remember any of it I regret being such a sex-crazed jerk.
“You are such an idiot, Young Bae! What will your mother say?” I told myself.
Cringing at my own words, I got up and walked to the shower. Turning on the warm water, I stood there letting it envelope me with its heat. I… love her. That’s for sure. But, with what I did, I don’t think she would love me.
Getting out of the shower, I heard a knock on the door. I hurriedly wrapped a towel around my waist, thinking it was Aisha to come back and scold me some more. I was shocked to see it was Seung Ri-ah who was knocking.
“Yeah? What’s up magnae?” I asked him, motioning him to come in.
He followed me as I rummaged through my drawers and took out a clean pair of boxers to wear. Putting them on under the towel, I adverted my attention back to him. His eyes stared at the floor blankly. I cleared my throat so he would remember he was in my room.
“Is something wrong?” I inquired, sensing he was about to break down into a wail.
His eyes did start to water as he forced them back. “Dae Sung hyung…” He croaked.
I cocked my head to the side. “Dae Sung… what? What happened to Dae Sung magnae? Come on. Spit it out already.”
“He got into an accident. They were coming back from shooting Family when the car hit the guard rail. He’s in the hospital now. Hyung… What are we going to do?” He stated, tears freely flowing from his eyes.
I gasped. No! It can’t be. It didn’t happen. NO! NO! NO!
“WHAT?! NO!! PLEASE TELL ME YOU’RE JUST JOKING!! PLEASE!!” I was on my knees, punching the wood floor.
Not our smiling Dae Sung. Not him! This was the punishment I get for all my mistakes. Dae Sung’s suffering. FUCK! WHY?! Why?
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