dokyeom really is tired now, having all the sightseeing and group promo and practices catch up to him. however, he also is really excited to just sit down and enjoy a nice warm meal with all his favorite people in the world in one place. when he's tired he gets really touchy feely, and clings to you. thats usually the biggest tell for you to know when he's crashing after a long day of well, being dokyeom. while walking into the restaurant to find the table he clings onto your hand, making sure you don't let go. when you guys find the table his eyes light up at the sight of his members who he missed a lot. he lets go of your hand only to go around and greet everyone, throwing out high fives left and right. you watch him as he talks to them, telling him all about your day and them reciprocating. you've always adored how much they love each other, and you are so honored you get to see it first hand everyday.
he finds a seat, looking over at you to take your hand and sit you down next to him. underneath the table he rests his hand on your upper thigh, giving you butterflies as he taps his fingers lightly. the guys engage you in a conversation, making you laugh at the stupid things they say sometimes. the other half of the table starts talking to dokyeom, filling the restaurant with our voices. they all order a round of beers, ready to get chaotic. dokyeom wants to drink tonight, hoping to let loose and have some fun, shaking the sleepiness off. he won't get too rowdy, but just a little bit. you watch him as he talks to hoshi, bantering about some show hoshi was watching while we were gone, and the ramyeon he ordered in. despite being pulled into a million topics, he always stays attentive to you, maintaining some sort of physical contact. he holds your hand, leaves soft kisses on your cheek, and keeps his leg touching yours under the table. you reach over and put your hand on his knee, the touchiness rubbing off on you now. he smiles to himself and turns over to you. he sees you're not talking to anybody at the moment and turns his attention to you, shifting in his seat to fully face you.
"what are you thinking of eating, baby?" he asks, making sure you never feel left out.
you make small talk about all the options on the menu, settling upon making him pick for you. you say sometimes he knows you better than yourself, making him smile proudly at himself. he takes a few more sips of his beer, nearing the end of it. though he likes to pretend he's not, he's a lightweight. you know he will be tipsy soon, anticipating his personality becoming 10 times more dokyeom like.
"do you want to see some of the pictures i took on my phone today?" you ask, pretty proud of the mediocre photography work you did today too. you hope you're not tearing him away from the guys as you ask. that wouldn't even be possible in his mind, of course. he's so happy you're here, never tiring of talking with you no matter how much time you spend together. he's not even distracted, looking at you with full attention as you wait for his answer.
he places his hand on the small of your back gently. the heat from his hand reaches your exposed skin, sending a fleet of butterflies in your stomach. his small touches will never not give you butterflies.
"lets see them baby", he smiles sweetly, genuinely wanting to see your work.
you smile and quickly pull out your phone, going through your camera roll one by one. he rubs his hand on your back as he watches you proudly talk about each one, smiling at how precious he finds you. as he continues on another beer, he feels himself getting tipsier, and even more touchy. he loves you so much.
"i think you're giving me a run for my money" he smiles at you once you're done, kissing your forehead.
"nuh uh, you're still better" you state honestly, shaking your head.
"y/n!!!" you hear dino call from next to you. "play this game with us!" he says, wanting you to join in on the drinking game thats going on. you turn around and face that half of the table and join in, having to do a shot almost instantly as you lost the first round.
dokyeom is sucked into a drinking game on the other side, looking over at you every now and then to offer you a warm smile, just happy that you're happy. after a little bit you all are drunk now, to be blunt.
you're fighting with dino about how to properly eat this pasta, your voices getting louder and louder to top one another. after he reluctantly backs down and lets you win the argument, you see dokyeom stand up. he places his hands on your shoulders as he stands behind you. you lean your head back to look at him, to which he pecks your lips and says,
"i'm just going to the restroom, i'll be right back love". you pout at him as he walks away, holding onto his hand until you can't reach anymore. he turns around one more time wiggling his eyebrows and winks at you, making you giggle.
when he starts walking back to the table minghao shouts across the restaurant, "DK!! YOU'RE PAYING FOR DINNER!".
you watch as your boyfriend's eyes widen, his mouth opening widely in a mix of shock and a joking tone. he throws his arms in the air, answering back just as loudly as minghao started, realizing you are all being too loud right now. you watch him as he stays standing, bickering back and forth with them jokingly, doing his laugh and clap combo. you drunkenly smile at him, shamelessly watching him as he talks, falling more in love every second.
"and you just let this slide baby?" he asks, jokingly nudging you.
"don't look at me" you shrug innocently, smiling back.
he smiles, "come with me?" he asks, wanting you to go with him to pay.
you stand up for the first time all night, and it hits you quickly how drunk you are. you almost lose your balance as you feel a sudden rush of dizziness. you giggle at yourself, finding it extremely funny in your current state. you stumble into dokyeom, melting into him as he catches you. he slides an arm around your waist, steadying you.
"woah there, you okay baby?" he asks, meeting your eyes, giggling along with you.
you just nod, still giggling lightly. he holds his hand on your back again, touching the bare skin where your shirt doesn't quite meet your pants. you just stare up at him, not saying a word. you have a goofy grin on your face, making him raise in eyebrow in amusement. at this point he knows you are way more drunk than him, and he's taking it all in as it doesn't happen too often.
"whats up, silly girl?" he asks, yearning for the reason behind your look.
"you're pretty" you reply, crinkling up your nose.
he throws his head back, chuckling at your random heartfelt comment, and the way you said it with such urgency. he finds it cute how affectionate you are when you're drunk, something you had in common with him.
"i appreciate that, love" he says, pecking your lips. he holds you steadily as you both walk over to pay, his hand holding yours tightly. even as he approaches the worker and hands over his card and signs the receipt, he keeps one of his hands in yours. looking over at you as the worker prints another receipt, he mouths an 'i love you', smiling at you like its the first time he's ever said it. you mouth it back, smiling as you float up to cloud nine.
