never not ✧ mark lee

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"So you don't remember what happened here then."

"WHAT?!" Dasom said, hopping away from Jaehyun to the head of the bed. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I'm just messing with you," he said, taking the duvet Dasom had used to fold it.

"Then how did I end up here?" Dasom was ready to throttle Jaehyun for stalling with her answers.

"You fell asleep in my car," Jaehyun said simply. "I don't know where you live and you didn't have your phone so I just brought you here."

"The fuck dude?" she asked, panic mode setting in. "Why didn't you just wake me up?"

"I tried," he told her. "You were totally knocked out."

"And the clothes?" she continued. "Oh my god, you didn't--"

"NO," Jaehyun cut her off as soon as he realized what she thought. "Nev was here earlier, she helped you."

"Okay thank god," Dasom sighed. "But still, what the absolute fuck?"

"Just be grateful I didn't leave you out on the streets and call it a day," Jaehyun joked, standing up. "Now, with how fucked you got, I'm sure you're hungover."

"I'm really not, I'll just go home," she lied. In reality, her head was hurting so bad she wanted to die.

"Shut up," he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her up like she weighed nothing. "I can see it on your face, you look like shit."

"You look worse," she snapped, punching his arm so he would let her go.

"Mirrors don't lie,' he said, pointing to the wall on their right. A mirror hung on it showed a very dishevelled Dasom in baggy clothes with a grouchy expression that was made worse by her smudged makeup next to Jaehyun, who somehow managed to look fresh even though he'd just woken up. Even his messy hair managed to look good somehow.

"Asshole."

"Fine, next time I'll actually leave you out on the streets," he laughed, opening the door and Dasom hesitantly followed him out.

She'd never seen a messier apartment before. There were things scattered all over the place in the large living room and dining room, and that's when she finally remembered Jaehyun is an idol who definitely lives in a dorm.

"Jaehyun!" someone called from the kitchen, and she saw another man there beckoning Jaehyun over. "I'm making hangover soup for everyone."

"Wow, Taeyong hyung, thank you," Jaehyun said, walking forward, revealing Dasom behind him, but Taeyong had already turned back to his cooking.

"Oh, Taeyong," someone said from the living room, and Dasom looked to her left to see Johnny lying on the couch with his phone in his hands. He smirked at her when she caught his eyes. "Hope you made extra today."