Apr 15, 2025
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¡wild drinking night! park wonbin. (+18)
- wonbin x afab/female reader -
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warnings/tags: slow burn, strangers to lovers, soulmates, heartbroken wonbin, fluff, love, reader cries a lot, impulsive actions, immature decisions, mentions of unprotected sex, crying, drinking.
word count: 2.3k
part 1 | part 2 | part 3
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disclaimer! this chapter was very dramatic, but it will be worth it if you stick with me for the plot...
ᯓ ★ … ★ ᯓ you though your world would come crashing down,that morning, when you woke up naked next to a guy you barely knew, but it only really did when you pushed him away and had the worst week of your life lamenting it and...missing him? ᯓ ★ … ★ ᯓ
- lower case intended -
the next morning, you woke up with park wonbin next to you. he was fully naked and only had the blanked over his lower body, a foot out and an arm over your head laying on a pillow.
he looked peaceful, but you were freaking out. you really did all of that the night before! you slept with him…on the day you both met. you don’t know this man and you gave him something so precious as your body and soul. you just cannot believe it.
you started panicking and your breathing was uneven. which made you move too much on the bed which caused him to wake up.
“hey…” he rasped sweetly “good morning…” he attempted to pat your head, but you got up hugging the covers over your bare skin, while sitting on the bed. “uhm…so…i need you to leave.” your voice broke as you swallowed the tears. you were too overwhelmed.
“what??” he said, raising his voice a little and fully waking up now. “you need me to leave? like now?” his eyes…he looked hurt and disappointed. you nodded, biting your tongue, so he wouldn’t notice you only wanted to cry.
“after all that happened yesterday? after all we have shared?” you looked away, still not responding with words and closing your hand even stronger over the sheets. “i can’t fucking believe this! you know? i thought what we had was special, y/n…not a one night stand.” he stood up picking up his underwear from the ground and quickly dressed it up and put his pants on. he turned his back on you, but you could see his shoulders tense up and a small sob come out after a sigh. his breathing was now erratic, while he threw the tank top on and picked up the rest of his belongings rushing out. you just froze on your bed with tears streaming down your face. and soon enough you heard the front door to the apartment loudly bang.
he was gone.
you sobbed harder than ever. holding the pillow next to you that still smelled like him, which shattered your heart into tiny little pieces. what have you done?
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"what the fuck?" wonbin cussed rushing down the stairs of your building. "WHAT THE FUCK!!?"
he had just left your apartment and he really didn´t understand what just happened. he barely knows what time it was or why you reacted this way after asking him to stay the day before…and why does this hurt so much?
he cleaned up his face, stained with tears, while going down the stairs still not fully dressed…his pants' zipper was open and the shirt remained unbuttoned in the cold morning.
when he was coming from your place someone crossed paths with him, but he couldn’t care less, he just registered it was a woman and kept going. today was gonna be a crazy day at the bar for him, or maybe a whole week…
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you were still curled up sobbing in bed and you would stare into the clock ticking from time to time and when the crying was building up all over again, you heard a click at the door knob. someone had just opened it. seconds after, you heard your roommate and friend speak “Y/N…you won’t BELIEVE THIS. I JUST SAW THE HOTTEST DUDE GOING DOWN THE STAIRS. HE LOOKED UPSET BUT HE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL.”
"oh shit…" you could hear her running to your room. and you were just as you were when he left, about 10 minutes ago.
she opened the door without knocking, it was halfway open.
“DID YOU-“ she stopped when she saw you.
half naked, only protected by the covers of your bed, make up? none. hair? disheveled. and a puffy red face from crying. still with tears painting your cheeks. “oh, dear?” she came to you and hugged and shushed you and telling you to breath and that everything would be alright. and that’s how you stood there hugging your friend and trembling while bawling over him for the first time in your life, at 9am. when you should be at work and living your boring life, but that was predictable.
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it’s been a week and your week off from work was over…these 6 days at home were really ridiculously pathetic. why were you feeling like this when you were the one that turned your back on him? when you were the one that invited him to your home and told him he could have you?
fuckkk…you need to get your shit together.
strangely you felt closer to adela…more than ever, she had been really there for you.
“so, good morning.” she said while coming out from her bedroom and joining you at the joint dining table. “are you finally telling what happened that day?”
you stopped eating and gulped down some juice. “good morning…and no.”
“come on, y/n! at least tell me if it was related to a man…? i know how hard it has been to open up since…”
“shhh…please. don’t.” you put a finger over her lips. “yes, it has to do with a man and i am still not ready to share. please don’t make me do this.” you replied with unsteady hands and started munching on your sandwich harder and drank up some juice before standing up to leave. “thank you for caring…don’t wait up tonight for dinner. i’ll work late and call in some take-out from a place close to the company.”
“bye, bye! see you!”
“bye, adela. have a good day.”
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your day at work was dull, you were preparing geometrical designs for prints, in house and clothing. by 4pm you still hadn’t gotten lunch, so you just went to the common room at the company and brought a bottle of water and a cookie to your side and kept working. you could sense your office colleagues felt how sad you were and didn't want to bother or pressure you, which you appreciated, because you couldn’t do it at the moment, you couldn't stand being confronted at all.
by 6pm, your whole team was gone and only about 3 people and security were at the building, but you just kept working. it was helping you, having some work flow. “bye y/n! it’s almost 7pm, go get some dinner and rest!” a colleague from another department said. “thank you, bye.” i smiled faintly and nodded.
it wasn’t until 9 pm that you went to a cafe-bar next to the company and asked for a soft drink and some bread. you did not even finish eating half of the bread, you felt sick to your stomach. not even the smell of baked bread and pizza was helping, it was in fact making it worse. you payed for it and asked to wrap up, so you could at least bring it home.
while going down the street on the way home, you saw the bar from a week ago…
your work clothes were more fitting to this environment, you i thought. your mini skirt and leggings, white shirt, blazer and dark coat over it with some basic platform shoes. it gave tired after work and i need a drink. and you really did…you just couldn't forget it. you couldn't forget him.
you sat on the bar as soon as you got in, the security at the entrance was the same from the week before and he seemed to recognise you.
you raised your hand to ask for a drink and that’s when you started to feel dizzy. you shook your head once and went on with it. “i want a strong drink, please.”
“okay, miss!” the bartender replied instantly. you looked around and noticed the bar was pretty dead today. “maybe it’s because this is not a free drinks day.” you muttered.
when he gave you the drink and you were finally bringing it to your lips to sip, you felt like puking. “sorry, give me a second.” you quickly picked up your purse and ran to the bathroom. you felt so weak…you couldn’t just faint on a bar, please…oh god.
leaning on the wall next to the ladies room, you could see the vip area from up front. only one table was filled with people…and on the next one, there was a- HIM! it’s him- “wonbin…” you locked eyes with him and mouthed, before you lost consciousness.
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wonbin heard the main bartender and manager yell at some waitress in urgency “lucia, go check on the lady that was at the bar just now! she didn’t look well when she ran your way.” wonbin calculated that since that was the waitress for the vips, it meant that the woman had ran to either the bathroom or one of the tables. the male was drinking his first cup of the night, a classic now, the whiskey that felt even more bitter, since that night…but he still looked up to check on what was happening.
it was 10pm, and just like a week ago, he saw you again. but this time you looked tired and unwell. your eyes locked in, seconds before you dropped unconscious. and he instinctively hurried to your side beating the waitress to it. you had not had a drink. you smelled like soft drinks and bread and looked pale as ever.
“i know her, i’ll take it from here, lucia. please, trust me.” wonbin said holding her by the waist protectively. why was he still helping her after that morning?
whatever, she can’t be alone and fainted among drunk people.
“okay wonbin, but you better explain this to me tomorrow…why was she saying your name when she fainted?…”
“i will! huh?” he was confused by the last part, but decided to leave it for later tending to the urgency of her being in his arms. “put everything she asked for on my tab, please.” she resumed her work.
he didn’t know where to take you at first, but since he had his car and on him and only had a sip or two of whiskey, he took you to the nearest hospital. fainting like this is not normal for a girl your age and physique and it worried him.
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“nurse, please, she fainted 20 minutes ago and hasn’t woken up. her breathing is slow and rare.” he said, holding you in his arms, as soon as he set foot in the ICU and spotted a nurse. she quickly put you on a wheelchair and told wonbin they would put her on a IV drip and run some tests. he then sat on a waiting room as they told him so, after filling some paperwork with your name only and a camp with “friend”, which was ironic. he tried to go through your emergency contacts, but only got hold of a recent that said adela - roomie, so he called her.
“hello?? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU AT THIS HOUR? your shift was over hours ago!” she blurted out so he couldn’t even stop her.
“hello, this is park wonbin. y/n’s acquaintance. i saw her faint on a bar and brought her to the nearest hospital, she is running some tests as we speak, but i haven’t seen her conscious since she fainted yet.”
“OH MY GOD…” wonbin could hear her sniff on the other side of the line. “i will be there soon! tell me where in the hospital! please!” he told her and she quickly hang up after thanking the male.
“mr. park wonbin?” the nurse came back.
"miss y/l/n is stable and in a room. do you want to see her?”
wonbin nodded with big concerned eyes and she guided him to the room. when he reached the door to it, he told her “thank you, nurse. if a woman called adela asks for her, please guide her here.”
“of course, young man. hang in there. she is probably just anemic. she should eat and rest…specially avoid stress.”
you were still unconscious as he sat beside you. you also seemed to have a fever, you were sweating abnormally. but he could only stand there next to your body in slumber, torn between holding your hand or not…until he did.
y/n is this how you have been since that day?
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Crosshair, every season: *providing critical information or context waaaaaaay past when it would have made a difference in the game* This is a hilarious facet of his personality. Utterly aggravating. I love it. Hunter: "CrossHAIR!" Crosshair: "what" Hunter: "THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN GOOD TO KNOW LAST YEAR" Crosshair: "You didn't ask" Hunter, voice pitching up into glass-shattering levels of utter indignation: YES I DID. YOU WERE THERE CROSSHAIR. TECH HAS IT ON VIDEO CROSSHAIR If anybody had taught Crosshair to use his words at any point in his development...canon would have gone a lot differently. Just sayin'. P.S. This means him and Tech are absolutely two sides of the same coin, except Tech genuinely doesn't get -- like a lot of smart people -- when to assume people have the background information they need and when to assume he needs to explain things. Crosshair's just a drama queen who hates having to justify his bat-crap crazy decisions to anyone :D :D Either way and either brother...Hunter can never win :D.
Tech: I thought it was obvious Crosshair: You didn't ask Hunter: I hate you both
interesting, most likely placebo, side effects of being on this medication thus far:
i feel very spritely and fidgety. i constantly want to be moving or walking. sitting still to eat breakfast has been a chore.
i can taste food more intensely. this soup is very salty. it is sort of nice?
overall sensation of anxiety. to be expected with new medication, given our psychology.
an overall sensation of lightheadedness.
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