This fic was written purely out of Wright's imagination. (Written partly to make amends) Wright is very fascinated with unconventional pairs, haha. Well, let's go read it. I apologize for any mistakes.

Why does the short story seem more dense than the main story?

After the New Year's party of the Thai travel team...

Everyone went their separate ways and returned to their rooms after drinking since the sun had not yet set. Now, another day has passed and each person's condition has almost reversed. People who are more conscious have to take care of their roommates by default, but it seems like the people who work the hardest are probably the people who don't drink alcohol like some of them. She drags her friend and younger sibling who has no more sense left to drop them off. Still their room

“Wow, it's crazy how much you guys are eating.” She sighed as she dragged the bald-headed ladyboy and the dark-skinned ladyboy to free space on the bed, but it was hard to drag them. She lifted her arms up and wiped away the sweat from her shoulders that had soaked into her pretty face before setting up a sleeping position for the two people who had already passed out.

When she was finished, she walked out to the front of the room and locked the door with a spare key card that she got from the hotel counter. She looked down at her roommate, who was unconscious and drunk, leaning against the wall next to the door to the room she had just arrived in. Locking away, he could only sigh loudly and mentally mutter to himself that he should probably eat it to get drunk so he wouldn't have to drag his three friends back to his room alone like this. But even so, if she were to be like this again, what would happen to these people? They would definitely not be able to sleep on the side of the road.

"Damn it, I know it's New Year's but can't you all just eat a little?" Some of them grumbled before crouching down to starve the wings of the person she chose to leave in front of the room first to bring the other two. The large figure from earlier entered the room and came up.

"It's crazy heavy, what did you eat, God?" Golf complained. She was slightly smaller and taller than the other person. Due to the weight of the other person, Golf, who was exhausted from dragging the two large figures earlier, had to half drag the other person back to their room.

When arriving in front of the room Golf reached out and picked up the key card that was in her pocket, unlocked the room with difficulty, then dragged her roommate into the room, but she didn't forget to lock the door and drag the body that was supporting her onto the bed. The person in question

“Wow, I'm so tired. Why do you eat so much? Normally, you hardly even eat. Is there something wrong..?" Her voice softened in the last sentence. Even though she was complaining at first, she couldn't help but worry about the other person. It's normal for this girl to drink alcohol every once in a while, but even if she does, she doesn't drink this much. Normally, whenever there's a party, it's her and God who have to drag other people back or take them to bed. Always before, but this time the other person drank heavily. Even though they said it was a New Year's event and they had to drink, they shouldn't have drank this much.

“It's better to go take a shower than golf,” she said to herself, not thinking too much. “Thinking about it won't bring anything.” Some people went straight to the bathroom, hoping to cleanse their bodies that were only sweating from having to carry a man. Three people came up and delivered it by herself.

A figure walked out of the bathroom. She had only a towel covering her body. She headed straight for the black and blue suitcase that she got from a sponsor. Even though she's had it for almost 2 years, she's one of those people who can be said to have spent a lot of money on it, or what others like to call it. That's it.

She picked up her pajamas and placed them next to her bag. Her pajamas were a simple white long-sleeved shirt and long pants, without any patterns. She went back into the bathroom to put on some clothes. Before she was finished dressing, a voice rang out, causing her to hurry and rush out. Let's look at the people in the bedroom.

puke!

The sight in front made some of you want to stop taking the sleeping pills until the end. The white bed in front of you was now filled with liquid that was mixed in with food scraps, and the person who had let it out had piled up next to the bed. Yong

Golf put her head in her hands and went to take care of the bedsheets that were now in a mess. She had to go to the bathroom first because it was too late for her to have the energy to do anything else. Then she decided to drag the person lying on the floor. Sleeping in her bed instead, wondering if she'll have to sleep on the sofa tonight. But to the extent that some people put other people down

Thump!

"Whoa!" The little body didn't prepare and fell down with full force from the force of the person below her. The next thing she knew, she was in another person's embrace. The person in her arms tried to struggle, but she couldn't. result Instead, it made the other person tighten their embrace.

“Got! Hey, I'm going to let you go first. I'm not a body pillow.” The person who was struggling nonstop in the embrace said, but it was to no avail.

“Stay still, Golf. "Hmmm," Gotchi muttered as his body pillow tried to remove his arm and he continued to struggle.

"Now you wake up and let me go." Golf still didn't stop struggling, causing the younger man to smack his mouth in displeasure.

“I don't want it! P'Golf is going to run away from me again, right?!" Gotchi said in a harsh voice, but there was a trembling voice in his voice that the speaker was trying to suppress.

Some of them froze before raising their voices in a soft voice. “God, you know that this is impossible..” Someone tried to remove the other person's hand. “You were drunk and dependent..” The voice from someone was swallowed up.

Gotchi flipped himself on top and placed his lips on the same part of the person next to him, his slender tongue flicking lustily to taste the sweetness of the other person, some of them trying to push back the person who had fallen on her. She pulled out, but it didn't work. Her brain ordered her to push him away, but her body refused to comply. Her hands began to weaken, as if she had been completely drained of the power within her by the Gotchi. Golf could feel it. The taste of alcohol on the tip of the tongue It was strange that she normally didn't like the taste of alcohol, but now she wanted to taste the alcohol from his kisses.

Thump!

The drunk man fell to the ground from the force of the person who had lost consciousness earlier. With all his strength, the person who had been pushed by his foot stood up and rubbed his own buttocks while looking hard at the other person, only to be stared at by the other person. The strength came back instead.

“Look, God, if you're drunk, go to sleep. This shouldn't have happened because of unconsciousness,” Golf said. She knew how she felt but also knew in her heart that it was impossible no matter what…

Golf stepped off the bed and headed towards the living room but she had to stop when Gotchi came to hug him and buried his face in his shoulder. “God won't let me go. P'Golf keeps running away from God all the time. Why isn't A-Got good? Why can't we love each other? P'Golf, tell me," Gotchi said in a trembling voice. “Why? Why?”

The person being hugged feels moisture on their shoulders. She didn't understand why she felt a sharp pain in the left side of her chest. She wanted to comfort her beloved little sibling to stop crying, but it was as if her body just thought about it and did so automatically without waiting for a command from her brain.

The person being hugged turned around and raised a thin hand to wipe away the clear water droplets on his white cheek. “I'm not going anymore,” a soft voice rang out. 'Again, I can't do it,' Golf said to himself. She didn't know if the other person was just drunk or if she was telling the truth. But when Gotchi woke up, he probably couldn't remember anything, so she thought the other person was just too lonely...

The two lay back on the bed as before. Gotchi hugged Golf and fell asleep, leaving the other person still holding his lips with a sharp pain in her heart. She didn't know how many times she had been stolen. A kiss from a drunk man hugging you, but every time it feels so good, but no matter how you wake up, you have to go back to being the same older person you were before.

Golf closed his eyes to sleep even though his brain thought about this all night…..'Well, it was just a dream, Golf.'

The morning sunlight shone on his small and white body.

Some of the figures in the white man's embrace began to move. Golf wakes up at her usual time, as if she has an alarm clock to wake her up every morning. She always wakes up early every day, no matter how late it is on holidays or appointments.

The small person's movement and soft moaning woke up the other person as well.

Golf pushed himself up and sat on the side of the bed before turning to look at the other person who was covering his face with a pillow over his head in order to block out the sunlight that was leaking in from the white curtains.

"How are you, God? Do you have a headache?" Golf asked the other person while her hands were busy searching for things in a large suitcase.

“Um,” the short answer was returned in an extremely sleepy tone, causing Golf to smile unexpectedly.

“Then I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth first, then I'll bring you something warm to eat.” Golf turned to look at the person on the bed who raised his hand to give the OK sign.

Not long after, Golf walked back into the room with a glass of warm ginger water in her hand, handing it out to the sleepy-faced person sitting at the end of the bed before the small figure sat down next to him.

“Hmmm, Brother Golf, can I ask for something else? Can I have some orange juice?” As soon as the first gulp of ginger ale passed through, the face of the person who sipped it immediately froze. It wasn't that I didn't like drinking ginger ale, but I don't know why I dared her to say that. Before she realized, she already had an empty glass in her hand, and it seemed as if the water in the glass from earlier was indeed the orange juice she had asked for.

I don't know if it was because her head was heavy from drinking a lot last night or because of the attraction of the beautiful woman next to her that made her lie down on the little body's lap.

“Why is there something begging you so early in the morning?” Golf said, staring at the face of the person sleeping in her lap right now.

“I don't know, Golf. I just want to stay like this." No matter what, Gotchi turned his head and rested his head on Golf's stomach. "Is that okay, Golf?" The small figure was quiet but he didn't deny it.

“Is there something uncomfortable?” Golf asked when she felt moisture on her own stomach.

"No, P'Golf..." Gotchi replied in a trembling voice that you could tell just by listening that she was trying to act as normal as possible but couldn't. "P'Golf.."

"Hm," Golf responded with his hand stroking the younger man's head.

“I really love P'Golph.” Some hands stopped moving, various feelings flooded into her brain before her brain could process anything. Another person rose up and sat next to her, grabbed the little person and turned her around and pressed his plump lips together. Filled with the same part of the other person, this kiss was different from the previous ones that were usually so hot that some of them could barely breathe. This time it was a soft kiss, it made her feel like she was floating. Anyway, this kiss may have been the shortest kiss, but it was also the kiss where the two of them communicated the most.

Golf chose to avoid looking at the other person, his cheeks becoming brighter and brighter. It's so cute that the other person wants to grab the person in front of him and fight him until he knows how to survive.

“P'Golf, every time I'm still conscious, I remember it. But Gotchi pretended not to remember because he was afraid he would hate me…” Gotchi trailed off before continuing without meeting the eyes of the person in front of her. "I'm afraid that you won't even want to be friends with me. I don't want to lose my good sister..." Gotchi raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, causing him to remain silent. Because her self-effacing older sister now had clear water drops in those eyes that she always liked to secretly look at, it made her feel a strange pain in her chest.

“It hurts a lot, you know, God, it's like that…” A trembling voice responded to her like someone had cut her with a knife. “It hurts to have to sit and think alone, Ahgot!” At the end of the sentence was a shout that came out with clear drops of water on her cheeks.

"P'Golf.. I'm sorry. I know now that no matter what, I can't change my mind from you. I won't make you cry again. Don't cry, I'm a good person.” It's like the picture from last night came back, but this time the person who was wiping away the tears was Gotchi instead.

The two hugged each other like that, letting the warmth of their embrace replace each other's feelings. They didn't know when the two of them looked at each other differently. I don't know when the shaking when we were close to each other happened. It started out as being friends and siblings who understood each other. It probably started with having another person in their love life all along and always being there for each other, or maybe It could be something that the people in heaven had already determined.

Since the start of filming today, it seems like Gotchi and Golf are fighting each other very hard. But it was only like that when the camera was filming. After cutting, the two of them sat next to each other and refused to stay away from each other, creating a lot of suspicion among the rest of the group especially.

"Grandma kissing with P'Golf today was very strange. In the filming they were biting each other as if they were angry about something. But in the cut, why do they look so cute together?" Jane asked Pompam who was sitting next to her. His eyes were still staring at the person who was chatting.

“Do you know where I'm going? I'm with you all the time." Pom Pam replied because he didn't know what exactly was going on with her friend and her younger sibling.

“What is it about them?//What is it about them?”