RFA reactions to catching another 2 drunk RFA members kissing
OOooooooOOooooOoooh boy I’m gonna have so much fun
It’s 4 am and I’m feeling reallllly angsty and I’m down for a quickfic
I’m gonna operate under the idea that the no one in RFA is dating and that it’s MC+Someone who’s not the Member I’m writing for doing the kissing. It’s not exactly what you asked for but I’m feeeeeeling it
RFA React to Drunk MC kissing other Drunk RFA Member
angst
Yoosung
He’s mortified
He always noticed that you seemed to like the other members more
But he always held out hope that maybe, just maybe, you’d pick him
So when he looked over and saw you and Zen making out
He teared up.
He knew it was dumb, he knew he should have given up but he never did
He spun the stool to face the bar, eyes wide with him trying focus on anything besides MC and Zen, the mixed drink held in his palms bouncing off the edges of the glass from his shaking hands
He didn’t stay at the bar much longer, just long enough to pound a few drinks and stagger his way home
Once he got home he curled up in bed, drunk and sad, and just sobbed, taking the occasional break to scream into his pillow.
After his eyes were red and sore from crying and burying his face in his pillow, drunkYoosung resolved to end the night off with a long, pitiful, voicemail addressed to you.
Jaehee
She doesn’t get why…why she feels sad.
She watches as you and Yoosung share a sloppy makeout and tries to fathom why her chest feels heavy
Did she drink something strange?
No no, none of that
You’re not kissing Zen, so it’s not worry plaguing her
So what is this …. sad feeling welling up in her
It’s just this disappointment, this subtle longing but…for what
She turns her attention away from you two and back to the conversation at hand
Once you all decide to go home for the night, she lays in bed, still trying to figure out what’s going on in her own head
It bothers her for the next few days
It’s not like she had feelings for you
No way
After about a week of silent, emotional distress Jaehee decides that she just needs to stop thinking about it.
Afterall, even if she was sad, so what? Being sad wouldn’t change the fact you were kissing someone that wasn’t her
Zen
He’s laughing and having a good ole time, but his face suddenly falls flat
He sees you and Jumin standing close, when suddenly
You two kiss
Zen’s mouth falls slightly agape
He had been so sure that…that you and him would end up together
Ok maybe not sure but, he knew there was at least a connection between you two
Or, at least, he had dreamed there was
And the fact that it was Jumin just
It fucking
UGH
He slowly turns back to whoever was talking to him now, an empty feeling in his chest, and stomach, and even head.
His entire body just felt…empty.
He tried taking a few more drinks, but the burn was too much. Usually he liked that feeling, it felt almost purifying.
But now when the liquor would hit the back of his throat he felt like he could vomit
He went to beers, but those didn’t do much to numb the pain for him, so he tried to distract himself with cigarettes.
He was on his fourth one of the past couple hours when everyone decided to leave
He hopped on his bike despite protests from the members and drove.
When he saw his home in the distance he sped up, flying past it.
He didn’t want to deal with whatever he was feeling, he just wanted to run away
Run from what he saw, from his feelings,
from you
When he finally stopped driving he was at his spot, and the emptiness was gone
Now it was just anger, resentment, loathing
And behind it all, worthlessness
“I’m not good enough”
Jumin
He’s staring at you and seven…kissing. Your noses are touching and you’re giggling at something the hacker said as he stares into your eyes
Then you lean forward and messily mash lips together
Jumin’s hand clenches the glass so hard it cracks
He puts it down and heads for the exit immediately, ignoring all questions of where he’s going
He has to walk past you and Seven, who don’t even notice because you’re too wrapped up with each other
He almost doesn’t make it out of the building
He doesn’t get it. He’s so good at locking emotions up, at keeping them away.
So how come hot tears are racing down his cheek as he gets in the car
“Home” He commands Driver Kim, voice still strong and betraying the broken look in his eyes.
He clasps his hand around his mouth, worried soon that that will break and small choking sounds will escape.
He turns his eyes to the window, watching the city scape race by
He just pays attention to that, giving it his all not to think about whatever happened prior to him getting in the car
Eventually he’s home and getting himself prepared for bed.
He hears the ding of his phone
It’s you.
“Juimn u left??/ R u home sfea?”
He lost control for a moment
The phone went flying across the room, ricocheting off the wall and hitting a vase, successfully shattering both objects.
“Mr. Han!?” A security guard ran in, obviously alarmed by the nose
“OUT” Jumin yelled, a feral look in his eyes
The guard, shocked by Mr. Han’s reaction, gave a curt nod and scurried out the room much like Elizabeth had at the sound of Jumin yelling.
Jumin avoided the chat the next few days
The only person he spoke to was Jaehee, and that was via work email, where he would utter nothing related to the RFA
When he finally did return, he was very formal with you, speaking to you by last name and strictly about RFA Party business. No small chat. Nothing personal.
Ever.
Seven
He wanted to be happy for Jaehee
You had been her saving grace for a while now, you made her life better
And he wanted to be happy for you for Jaehee finally recognizing her feelings for you
But he wanted to be happy too
And he just couldn’t feel happy when you and Jaehee were across the room kissing in a dark corner
He had caught it when you two snuck away from the larger group, claiming you had to use the bathroom
He saw your hands intertwined under the guise of “not wanting to get separated”
And he’d see through it if you two claimed you were both just drunk. He had known for a while now it would come to this: You two realizing you liked each other as more than friends.
He knew, which made him kick himself even more for feeling like shit now that it’s happened
‘Just be happy for them’ he mentally begged himself
He put a tight smile on his face as he tried to reengage with the current conversation, but his eyes kept flicking back to the two of you
‘Be happy, you couldn’t have MC anyways so why be sad?’
‘You’re too dangerous for MC. Jaehee is perfect.’
‘You’re not good enough anyways.’
‘She’d never want you’
‘No one will ever want you’
His thoughts spiraled into more and more viscous attacks on himself
Eventually he couldn’t take it and excused himself for the night
He went home and tried drowning himself in his work, but he found even that couldn’t take his mind off it it
It was turning from sadness into madness as he found himself manic, unable to do anything without thinking about you and Jaehee.
Coding didn’t take his mind off of it, browsing the internet, he couldn’t even silently just eat chips.
He tried laying down but his thoughts just wouldn’t shut off
Eventually he found himself curled up, pillow around his ears as if that’d silence the sound of his mind, crying.
…
He never acted different around the two of you
He never wanted you to know
He never wanted to lose you as a friend at least
He’d still laugh and joke with you online, unbeknownst to you a couple tears would find their way out of his eyes now and then.