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baekhyunxkr :
“Do you want to eat something or lie back down?”
Ilhoon hates throwing up yet, he knows that’s what happens when he gets into trouble with mixed drinks. It’s not that he drank a lot (he did), it’s just that he didn’t pick just one thing to get drunk, he was greedy and flipped every glass he got his hands on. Ask him what he drank and it will be impossible to go through it all. A few cocktails, beer, a couple of shots (who knows what those had inside) but the tequila did it, that’s where his memories end although he’s sure there was a lot more than he can’t recall.
He really just wants quiet hangovers that he can’t seem to have, less time emptying a half empty stomach and better headaches; whatever that means, really. Instead, he is forced to see the remains of his dinner while he forces himself not to whine after each spasm his stomach goes through. Can’t he just be a happy drunk without his body protesting?
His hand reaches up to flush the toilet once he’s sure he’s done but he makes no movement to raise his head from the bowl, using it as a headrest instead as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “I want to die, leave me here to die, will you?” He starts, dramatic as always, but Baekhyun is probably used to that. He’s seen Ilhoon drunk out of his mind enough times to know he’s a mess during and after or maybe not so much during because he is a happy and fun drunk, it’s the aftermath that gets nasty. The floor is cold and his ass is freezing but he is as limp as noodle and he holds the cup he’s given carelessly enough that he spills at least a quarter of its content before it even touches his lips. He takes a mouthful, gargles and spits it out so he can get rid of the sour taste in his mouth. There is contemplation in drinking the rest but he only does it a few seconds later.
