TIE A CHERRY

🍒A WILD BIRTHDAY PARTY

Jaemin hissed at the loud party sound banging on his eardrums, his eyes clouded by running lights and an obvious huge crowd.

He squeezed through the gluing bodies, and timidly nodded and smiled to those who's greeting him, not staying for another second on one spot as he continuously glided to the direction he's been told. 

Passing the so-called dance floor, he could already make out the fluff of brown hair. The months-older male's loud thin voice is just too unique to his ears. 

Jaemin just have to show his frowning ass and the birthday celebrant is quick to shot off his seat and hug him.

"I knew it, you can't resist me."

Jaemin scoffed, "I don't want your annoying ass grumbling and whining for a whole month just because I didn't attended your after party."

"Oh come on, you need this at least once a year. Come drink!"

Yet before he can argue, Lee Haechan already dragged him to the nearest table full of alcoholic beverages and prepared cups, nudging him to grab one.

"Only that!?"

"I plan to go home without a string of dizziness Haech. You know I'm low tolerance."

"Ah right, suit yourself then."

Thank god he didn't nagged much, Jaemin sighed in relief and took a deep breath before taking a sip.

The red cup stayed on the pinkette's hand for long minutes now, only sipping small amounts and take the drink leisurely.

Haechan already nagged once about it, but his stand is firm.

Jaemin just planned on drinking at least one, as one cup can mostly take a toll on his fucked up tolerance. 

Maybe these kind of parties aren't really meant for him.

But what can he do?

His one and only bestfriend is a party freak.

"Stay here, I'm gonna find Renjun.", Haechan spoke close to his ear

"No thanks, I'll find a quiet and at least a comfortable space. I know you'll be gone for an hour or two."

The brunette grinned, "Oh you have the luxury to stay in one of the rooms if you'll get bored. Just don't go to mine, oki?"

Jaemin just rolled his eyes and swatted his hand away to shoo his friend. 

So what do we do now? Jaemin wants to go home. 

He roamed his eyes and he groaned as he can't see anything clearly.

The house is spacious and really fit for gatherings like this, but every corner is now occupied.

Jaemin looked at the still half-filled cup on his hand and sighed, placing it on a random table then off he goes to navigate upstairs.

Might as well resume my own party on the guest room.