You Stupid Idiot

“That will be sixty-seven thousand five hundred and seventy nine won please.” The girl behind the counter said.

Jungguk raised his eyebrows but sighed and pulled out the cash to pay for his seniors bills. He went back to the table.

“Yo, Jungguk, our little baby dongsaeng is going to graduate and have a doctoral degree. I am so proud I could cry.” Min Jungsu said, sniffling.

“Yeah, yeah, stop it, you guys are drunk. You guys are the ones graduating. Why are you congratulating me? I still have a year left. Just be quiet.”

“Oh, yeah that's right. Our baby is going to graduate next year all alone without us.” Ha Kwanghyun sniffled as if he were actually sad but then started giggling idiotically.

Jungguk stared at them disgusted.

He had been drinking to say goodbye to them too. But he had controlled himself. And had a better tolerance than the two of them. Steven had left early unable to keep up at all.

“Okay everyone up. I called a taxi it’s waiting outside. He hoisted Kwanghyun up and Kwanghyun clung to Jungsu the two of them staggered outside while Jungguk pulled the door open and supported their heavy bodies with all the brute strength he could force.

Once he dropped them in the taxi he looked at Jongsu.

“Will you two be alright? I just have something to do before I go.” Jungsuk said.

Jungsu nodded slowly. “Mhhm, he is wrecked, but I got this.”

Jungsuk nodded. “Mhhm, okay. See you tomorrow.” He said and waved. Jungsuk stuck his head out the window.

“Jungguk you are the best.” he yelled at the top of his lungs and then walloped loudly.

Jungguk shook his head but chuckled. He went back inside and back to their table. The girl was cleaning up and gave him a small bow. He bowed back and then reached out and grabbed his black cross body bag.

His back pocket began to ring.

“Welcome.” The girl at his table turned and greeted someone at the door as the bell rang letting them know someone had just entered the store. He half heard someone slur out the word bottle. And then the door shut signalling they had left. Probably to go sit at the outdoor tables.

Jungguk didn’t look up but pulled his phone out of his back pocket and stared in awe. His whole body sobering up the moment he saw who it was.

Namil’s name was across the screen. ‘Namil had never changed his number? And he still had his? He hadn’t deleted him…’ Jungguk swallowed slowly. He pulled up to answer.

“Yah, Park Jungguk you promised me that when we graduated you would have a drink with me. Are you not going to keep your promises? Do you really break your pinky swears? Even when we locked it in?” Namil’s voice slurred slightly.

The door opened. “Customer your bottle of soju.” He heard echo through the phone.

Jungguk looked up and turned his head to look out the front window. Namil was sitting at the table outside. He had put the phone down and was about to grab the bottle from the waitress.

‘He still remembers that promise. Yah why can’t I shake you from my heart Namil?’

Jungguk hung up the call then hit the dial. “Can I have another taxi to the Unni’s red noodle bar.” He said, the sombre reply that was courteous and quick came before the line went dead.

Jungguk dashed out the front door and grabbed the bottle from the girl. “Sorry my friend has had enough to drink.” Jungguk said quickly.

She looked at him then back at the bottle and sighed. Before nodding and walking back into the building with it.

Namil looked up at Jungguk and his face soured.

“Yah, who said you could steal my drink. You swore we would drink together. Why did you steal the bottle?” He whined.

Jungguk’s heart throbbed in his chest, the way it always did when Namil was being cute. Which had always been far too often. Because it was just his personality.

Jungguk put his hand on his arm.

“Hey, stop drinking lets get you home okay.” Jungguk started.

But Namil threw his hand off his arm angrily.

“Don’t touch me. Jungguk is the only one allowed to touch me.”

“Namil it's me, Jungguk.” Jungguk reminded him.

Namil pouted. “Jungguk,”

He frowned and his face twisted with pain.

“I hate Jungguk. Stupid Jungguk.” Namil’s face started to shake.

Jungguk reached out a hand to grab him. But he shoved the chair from the table and stood up quickly then turned towards him and he had tears spilling down his face.

“You stupid idiot.” Namil sobbed shoving Jungguk hitting him in the left ****** repeatedly. “How dare you assume anything about me. How could you! How could you crush my heart?

I was never with Professor MyungKi. The idea that you would think that. How do you not understand that I left because it hurt.”

Jungguk blinked at Namil. He hadn’t even said anything. How long had Namil been holding this in?

He wanted to be mad too, Namil had left him. He had moved away the very next day, fleeing him like he had been some sort of contagion. He hadn’t even had a chance to say anything.

But he couldn’t get mad at Namil. His heart was aching in his chest and he wanted to cry too.

“I’m sorry. I was hurting too.” Jungguk said softly.

Namil scoffed. “You hurt? I was hurt! You didn’t see that I wasn’t letting anyone kiss me. Not unless it was you! You’re such an asshole Jungguk I only wanted to kiss you, I just want to kiss you!” he cried.

Jungguk swallowed.

“I hate you so much.” Namil sobbed, falling into Jungguk’s shirt and clinging to him.

“You left me all alone in my pain. You didn’t come after me. You didn’t understand how I was feeling. How much I love you.” He sobbed.

Jungguk wrapped his arms around Namil. “I knew it.” He said softly. Patting Namil with one hand, while gently rubbing circles on the middle of his neck. The way that always worked to calm Namil down.

“I knew it, and I took advantage of it. Because I was too scared to say how you made me feel too.” He said. The taxi pulled up and Jungguk sighed, slowly pulling Namil out of his arms to free one arm so he could open the door. Once his arm got free he opened the door then shoved Namil inside. He paused for a minute as he realised he didn’t know where Namil was staying. ‘Was he in the dorms or somewhere else?’ He nodded, gave up and got in after him.

“Where are you going?” The cabbie asked.

“Gwanaksa Residence Halls near the rear gate building nine-one-six.” He said then buckled in Namil who snored away in the back seat. He buckled himself up then watched Namil.

‘Five years. I can go five years without being close to you. And you held me once two months ago and I can’t turn away again. What is wrong with me? It’s like a crazy tapestry that leads me back to you everytime.’

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