𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 | 𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐲𝐮

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Saturday, 2:50 AM

Taehyun never thought that being the only sober friend in his exquisite group would be so unpleasant. 

"Samantha's boobs are enormous, I wish I could have a one-night stand with her."

"Dude, she's a slut. Just ask her, she'll accept it."

A wave of laughs and drunk giggles force their way inside Taehyun's ears and he doesn't bother hiding his uncomfortable expression and sassy eye-roll. Were they always like this? He shivers at the thought of getting along with their unintelligent jokes when he's drunk. I'm definitely never drinking again while I'm with these idiots. He plays with the drink in his hand, boredly watching the square-shaped ice cubs spin around the glass cup while his mind travels through his most complex thoughts that emphasised one specific word: Beomgyu.

There were times when Taehyun would dream about the older- sometimes they were inoffensive dreams, like a picnic on the beach or a massive fight that involved superpowers and, of course, Taehyun's victory- other times they were brutal, like being locked inside a room with zombie Beomgyu or running away from his psychopathic persona (an invention Taehyun's mind used to reproduce a lot when they first met). But there were times when his dreams escalated a little bit and Taehyun would often wake up sweating hot and cursing under his breath, disappointed at himself for making Beomgyu such a good kisser in his dreams. At first, he wouldn't look at Beomgyu's face for days, afraid that he'd somehow read his mind and find out about this embarrassing side of him. But as time passed, he learned how to deal with it and accept the fact that, maybe, he does find Beomgyu a little bit hot and his sleepy brain likes to torture him with that information quite a lot.

"Taehyun, your scary boyfriend is here..." One of his so-called friends that left for a smoke screams from outside and Taehyun's whole body gets tensed.

"He's not my boyfriend."

"But you always say he's your boyfriend..." The guy next to him admits after letting out the ugliest barf. "Unless he's here to kidnap you. In that case... Good luck, my friend!"

"For fuck's sake..." Taehyun mumbles and drinks half of the beer in his cup, cringing at its terrible taste. He was never a fan of cheap drinks.

"You never drink beer, why the change?" His most sober friend asks with a hint of curiosity in his eyes and Taehyun glares at him for a few seconds before shrugging and answering his question.

"Because I'm a changed man."

"The only thing you ever change is your underwear, man!" The guy next to him says loudly and Taehyun doesn't hesitate to push his drunk face away from him with his hand, earning a groan.

"Quick question," Taehyun speaks to his almost sober friend. "What do I usually do when I get drunk?"

He seems to think for a bit. "You stumble... And trip sometimes... And cry while saying bad words... You don't usually stutter or throw up... You just get very clumsy..."

Taehyun feels his cheeks burning hot while he pictures thousands of embarrassing scenarios that might have happened while he was drunk. "Do I really do that?" The other one nods, an apologetic smile on his face. "I hate myself."

"You don't seem drunk right now." His friend lets those words out in a whisper, afraid that Taehyun would be mad at his invasive questions, however, the younger just brushes it off, getting closer to him so that the other drunk idiots wouldn't hear.

"That's because I'm not. I'm doing an experiment."

"An experiment?" 

"Yeah."