183 A Drunken Kiss? (1/2)

The next day, the two girls had the biggest headache of their lives.

They were sitting on their desk, with their heads in their arms. It was funny to see the two most chirpy girls so dead in the morning.

Yoona was especially disappointed in herself for drinking too much. She should've controlled herself better but she couldn't resist drinking while eating the yummy Korean barbeque. It was just a match made in heaven.

Funnily enough, although they were both the most hungover, they were the first ones to come to the office. On the other hand, Lucas still hadn't come yet. It was weird to see the young chef so late for work; he was usually the one that was strict about being on time.

Perhaps, he was talking to an important person or doing another task. Lucas wasn't the type to be late for no reason.

The sound of footsteps entered Yoona's ears. She lifted her head and turned to see who it could be.

It was Lucas, just like she expected.

But for some reason, there was a troubled expression on his face. Unlike his usual confident self, a hint of nervousness shone from his eyes.

”Hey Lucas,” Yoona greeted.

He turned around and nodded. ”Good morning.”

Eunha didn't even lift her head. She just stayed, laying her head against the surface and waved her hand instead. ”Hi.”

There was a slight pause, almost unnoticeable, before Lucas replied. ”Hey.”

And once he made his way to his desk, the look quickly disappeared from his face, revealing the same Lucas that they all knew. ”You guys look terrible.”

”Why are you blessed with great drinking skills again?” Eunha asked.

Lucas pursed her lips. A bit hesitant to speak. ”Genes I guess.”

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She placed her hand on her forehead. ”Well, you're a lucky b.i.t.c.h. Honestly, after taking another sip out of my drink I totally blacked out.”

”Another drink?” Yoona asked. ”Did you guys go for a second round?”

A giggle escaped Eunha lips as she recalled what happened last night. ”No. Basically, I knew we ordered too much so I put a bottle in my bag for later. And after talking to Lucas, my drunk self wanted more and that's when I blacked out.”

Yoona widened her mouth and looked over at her blonde friend. ”Lucas! You should've stopped her.”

He raised his hands up in defence. ”I tried, but this girl has some real strength when she's drunk. She already had everything down before I could do anything about it.”

Eunha raised her head and placed her hand against her forehead. ”That's why I have a monster headache…”

Then she turned towards Lucas. ”What happened afterwards?”

”Well…” Lucas said. A deep sigh escaped his lips, and perhaps Yoona was going crazy, but she could see a hint of redness on his cheeks. ”I took you home. That was it.”

Eunha blinked for a moment, trying to recall, before nodding. ”Okay. Well, thanks for bringing me back home. I didn't throw up on you did I?”

”No,” he said.

Eunha chuckled. ”Well, if I did, I wouldn't be alive right now. You would be deathly angry at me.”

He scratched the back of his head. ”True.”

Noticing that something was wrong with Lucas's behavior, Eunha c.o.c.ked her head and leaned forward. ”Are you okay? You're acting weird today.”

”No,” he replied with a growl. He looked terribly annoyed.

”Nevermind, you're normal.” Perhaps, she read too deeply into his actions. Eunha turned towards Yoona. ”Do you need some pain relievers?”

Yoona nodded. ”Yes please.”

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Lucas had no idea what to do.

Actually he did, but it was weird acting so normal considering the events that happened last night. Just seeing Eunha at the office made his body tense.

In fact, the reason to why he was late was because he felt awkward seeing her.

He shouldn't be like this, but recalling yesterday's events made it tough.

While outside at the park, the two had talked about Lucas's 'feelings' or the emotions that used to be in his heart. For the first time, Eunha and Lucas had talked on a more personal level and it was his first time being vocal about it as well. He was never one to talk about his feelings. He was always the listener.

It was nice, actually letting out his true thoughts.