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@byun baekhyun ᵐ Today was supposed to be an exciting, good day. Today was supposed to be a day full of stress, second thoughts, and hopefully, romance. Today was supposed to be a day where Jongdae would propose to his boyfriend of four years, to his boyfriend who was always busy in New York with his stupid choir, and give Jongdae a life of one true love.

But the day, the day was full of waiting. Waiting on his hopefully soon-to-be fiancée in the restaurant he booked, with red wine and the sweets that he loved all too much. And yet, he didn't show.

Jongdae decided that today didn't matter. Today didn't matter after he stalked back to his room, number 206, at the beautiful spa that he was supposed to spend the few days with the newly engaged pack that had costed an arm and a leg. His breath reeked of not only wine, but cheap alcohol and the potato chips they gave out at the bar underneath the restaurant he booked. His fingers lazily went over the key, unlocked the door, and his brain too poisoned with alcohol, he didn't close to door, or rather, not fully, at least.

He undressed and climbed into bed, the day of heartbreak, and possible alcohol poisoning, was finally over, and his disappointment was put to rest, as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.