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Drinking again is the worst thing he could've done. He wants more, craves it the way he gasps for air and when Yoochun starts going back to school, night classes, it's the perfect time to quench the need.
"You're drunk," Yunho says as he walks into the house.
Changmin laughs and lets his head roll back onto the couch and he stares up at the ceiling while it spins.
"I sure am," he laughs again and reaches for the bottle but his fingers manage to miss it and it falls over onto the carpet.
Yunho shakes his head with a frown, "Where's Yoochun?" he bends and picks up the bottle.
Changmin closes his eyes as his head falls forward and his chin hits his chest. "School," he slurs and wants to go to sleep.
He can still hear Yunho talking. "Does he know?"
Changmin slides himself down and grabs a pillow. "No. Probably, fuck. I don't know," he mutters and falls into tingling darkness.
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