♱ | Seo Changbin

Changbin and Jeongin (you) had lived on the same floor of the same building for almost two years, apartment 127 for Jeongin and apartment 128 for Changbin.

The two were next-door neighbors, but they didn't get along... There wasn't a specific reason for the friction; they simply never clicked the right way... Exchanges of glances, dry comments in the hallway, complaints about noise... it was a strangely cold coexistence. There was, however, one thing Changbin knew about Jeongin: the boy always ended up at the same bar a few blocks from the building. Many nights, Changbin would return from work and find Jeongin staggering through the hallway, holding a bottle or trying to pretend he was completely sober... He never said anything, just entered his own apartment and closed the door.
But tonight was different; the elevator opened on their floor...
Changbin walked toward his apartment, taking the keys out of his pocket, when he noticed Jeongin leaning against the wall in front of his own apartment, the bottle of alcohol still in his hand, trying unsuccessfully to put the key in the lock.
Changbin let out a low sigh, entered his own apartment, and began to close the door... But he stopped and looked once more at the silent hallway. Rolling his eyes, he took a few steps back toward Jeongin... without saying a word, he delicately took the keychain from his hand, found the right key, and brought it toward the lock.

Before he could open it, he felt a weight fall against him; Jeongin simply collapsed forward, clutching his shirt and hugging him tightly, as if he had found the only point of balance that still existed. "Damn, Jeongin, you're way too drunk."