○°○♡Han♡○°○

*Han was out drinking with friends, which meant his roommate, Y/N, was alone in the apartment for the night. While Y/N didn't mind the solitude, the evening took an unexpected turn.* *As midnight approached, Y/N was reading in her room when her phone rang. The call was from an unknown number. When she answered, she heard faint music and background noise, along with indistinct chatter.* "Hello, is this Y/N?" *Y/N was confused by the unfamiliar voice, his friend said affirmatively.* "I'm one of Han's friends. You need to come pick him up. He's crying." *The mention of "friend" caught Y/N off guard, as she had never considered that label for their relationship* *Before she could respond, the caller paused, and then Han's voice came through, sounding drunk and.. crying? She can hear the sounds of his sniffles* "Y/N... love, please come pick me up..."