Drunk | Yang Jeongin

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It was supposed to be a quiet night in

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It was supposed to be a quiet night in. The rest of the boys had gone out, leaving you and Jeongin with the dorm all to yourselves. Normally, the two of you would use the rare opportunity to just enjoy each other's company in peace, maybe watch a movie or cook something together. But tonight felt different. Maybe it was the stack of takeout boxes, or the multiple bottles of soju that had somehow found their way into the mix, but the evening quickly turned into something more carefree and wild.

You and Jeongin had been a couple for a while now, but you'd always kept your relationship relatively private—especially around the other boys. Sure, they knew you were together, but you both tended to keep the PDA to a minimum, saving your more affectionate moments for when you were alone.

But tonight, as the soju flowed and the two of you relaxed on the living room floor, all bets were off. The more you drank, the more you found yourselves gravitating towards each other, your usual restraint slipping away with every giggle, every clink of your glasses.

Jeongin, usually so reserved, was openly affectionate, his arm wrapped around your waist as he peppered your neck with kisses, his other hand lazily tracing circles on your thigh. You were just as unguarded, leaning into him, your fingers playing with the hem of his shirt, enjoying the warmth of his touch and the slight buzz from the alcohol.

"Why don't we ever do this in front of the others?" Jeongin murmured, his voice low and husky as he nuzzled your neck. The sensation sent shivers down your spine, making you giggle softly.

"Because we're usually shy," you replied, your words slurring a little as you turned your head to capture his lips in a kiss. It was a slow, lingering kiss, one that had you both smiling against each other's mouths.

Jeongin pulled back slightly, his eyes dark and filled with a mix of affection and desire. "I'm not shy tonight," he whispered, his hand sliding to your waist and pulling you even closer. "Not with you."

You smiled, your heart fluttering at his words. "Good," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper as you leaned in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate.

It was in that moment, just as things were heating up between the two of you, that the front door swung open, and the boys came piling back into the dorm. The sound of their chatter and the clatter of shoes hitting the floor brought you back to reality, but not before Jeongin pulled you back to him, his lips still close to your ear.

"Let's just stay like this," he murmured, mischief clear in his tone as he gave your butt a playful slap, his hand lingering there as he smirked at you.

You were too tipsy to care, bursting into giggles as you nuzzled into him, ignoring the footsteps approaching the living room.

"What the hell is going on here?" Chan's voice rang out, full of surprise as he took in the sight before him. The boys froze in the doorway, staring at you and Jeongin wrapped around each other on the floor, both of you flushed and giggling, your clothes slightly disheveled.

"Are you two drunk?" Felix asked, his eyebrows shooting up as he looked between you and Jeongin.

You didn't even have a chance to answer before Jeongin, in his bold, tipsy state, smirked at the group and said, "Yeah, we are. And you know what? We're probably gonna hook up later."

The room went dead silent. Chan looked like he didn't know whether to laugh or scold you, while Seungmin blinked several times, as if trying to process what he'd just heard. Hyunjin, meanwhile, was the first to break, snorting in disbelief before dissolving into laughter.

"Oh my god, you two are ridiculous!" Hyunjin cackled, clutching his stomach as he doubled over. "I can't believe you just said that!"

Jeongin just grinned, his hand still resting on your butt as he pulled you closer, pressing a kiss to your temple. "What? We've been holding back for too long," he said, his voice full of playful defiance.

Chan rubbed his temples, clearly at a loss. "I don't know if I should be concerned or just... happy for you?"

You couldn't stop giggling, hiding your face in Jeongin's chest as the boys continued to stare, some amused, some bewildered. "We're just... really in love, okay?" you mumbled, your words slightly muffled by Jeongin's shirt.

Seungmin finally spoke up, his voice calm but laced with a hint of sarcasm. "Well, this is definitely a new side of you two."

Changbin, who had been watching with his arms crossed, finally cracked a smile. "Guess you two should drink more often," he teased, earning a laugh from the group.

Felix, always the supportive one, grinned at you both. "As long as you're happy," he said with a wink. "But maybe next time, keep the hookup plans to yourselves?"

Jeongin chuckled, his fingers brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "No promises," he replied, giving you a look that sent a fresh wave of warmth through your chest.

As the boys began to disperse, shaking their heads and muttering about how weird it was to see you both like this, you and Jeongin remained on the floor, still wrapped up in each other. The alcohol had loosened your tongues, but it was the affection you felt for each other that made you stay in that moment, uncaring of the teasing or the stares.

Chan, as the last one to leave the room, gave you both a pointed look. "Just... don't break anything, okay?" he said, half-joking, half-serious.

Jeongin gave him a mock salute, his expression full of mischief. "Aye aye, captain."

Once the room was empty again, you looked up at Jeongin, still giggling as you poked his chest playfully. "You're really something else when you're drunk, you know that?"

Jeongin grinned down at you, his eyes still twinkling with boldness. "And you love it," he teased, leaning down to kiss you again, softer this time, full of the love that had always been there, just hidden beneath the surface.

And he was right—you did love it.

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