✘ the aftermath — hongki & luna
Even with his expectations as low as they could possibly be, Hongki still wasn’t expecting the night he ended up having. He wasn’t even sure he could say he was surprised, though, because he wasn’t; it just figured the one good evening he was hoping for would end in disaster, the way said disaster played out was just unexpected. Maybe it was the firewhiskey he’d downed before coming to the Great Hall, or the firewhiskey he downed in the Great Hall, but he was feeling a little numb to everything, the usual pain he would normally expect to feel deadened into a slight sting in his chest and his mood mostly just resigned. Because he should be used to this really, disappointment and ending up alone.
The girl, though, he was worried about that girl. He didn’t know her name and barely knew her face due to her mask, but he knew that green dress. And he figured she couldn’t have gone far, so if he searched around he would see her, simply to ask how she was doing. She seemed unphased, but if she had agreed to a date with Jonghyun, she must have liked him. As he left the Great Hall, swaying slightly in place from the smuggled whiskey bottle he’d found and chugged after the confrontation, he made his way down the corridor on a hunt for the stranger.
The muffled sound of crying as he passed by a door caused him to hesitate, pausing mid-step before he reached for the knob and twisted. Peeking inside, he was met with the very girl he was looking for, in tears and huddled inside the caretaker’s broom closet. Biting his lip, Hongki didn’t say a word at first, simply squeezing his way into the closet as well to join her. Once they were wedged together in this close proximity, he blinked down at her a few times, not even sure where he was going with this or if she’d want to hear anything he had to say, but he still found his voice after a moment and greeted quietly, “Hi… I’m Hongki. Are… are you okay?”