warning: smut
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Jisung rushed to Changbin's place as soon as he left the studios. And if they spent a great time together, talking and sleeping quite late, well, Friday unfortunately came. They met up with the group on the way to the campus; in their hands a cake wrapped for their birthday friend: Sungjoo.
They looked for him around campus to surprise him with the cake and Sungjoo could not help but smile, not expecting to receive a whole birthday cake. They hugged each other and embarrassed him by singing happy birthday in front of everyone. But still he laughed, and as they had not seen each other in a while despite being on the same campus, they chatted for a bit, catching up on their respective lives.
Minho joined the friends quite late, just as they were parting ways with Sungjoo and telling each other they would meet later at the party. And without even a hello, Jisung apologized straight away to Minho; his plans had changed.
"Oh hyung! I know we have exams next week, but I'm not sure we'll be able to study together tonight... We have to prepare Sungjoo's house. But we still have the entire week-end, I'll make it up to you I promise!", he excitedly said to a stunned and confused Minho. But soon, he laughed amidst Jisung's never-ending explanations.
"I hope so!", the older faked being angry, however unable to keep the smile off his face, as Jisung grinned, already going to class.
The day went by slowly to Jisung who only wanted to leave and party, it had been almost half a year since he had been to a huge party, and he needed to let go. Also, he had not touched a drop of alcohol for a long time and he did not know how much he would eventually drink, but he had already guessed he would be a mess the next morning. Not saying his goal was to wreck himself, but it did not seem so far off...
And he was so full of excitement that as soon as the classes finished, he rushed out with the group towards his friend's house, so fast Minho had to sprint to catch him.
"Can we go together tonight? I'm not sure where it is", the older asked, getting worried about all this. He could very well find the address Jisung had texted him and go there on his own. But he wanted to arrive at the same time as someone. After all, he did not know anyone apart from the group of friends, not even the host. This whole situation was only bound to be awkward otherwise.
"I mean, I need to prepare everything before everyone comes. But I'm sure you'll find with your phone, it's okay!", Jisung tried reassuring the older, understanding Minho was getting out of his comfort zone.
The friends had already left the campus as they shouted Jisung's name. He quickly waved to a stressed-out Minho who instantly started an overthinking marathon. For all his life, he had never been allowed to go to a party, how was he going to survive it? What should he wear? When should he arrive? What if someone he did not know opened the door? What would he say? Oh, his head hurt...
And as Minho headed back confused to the dorms, the friends all rushed back to their respective houses to get ready. Jisung took a quick shower and styled his hair roughly before putting on his jeans, sneakers and dear white shirt. He added a sweater on top of it, feeling like this was the best he could do to look a bit formal. Still, it went really well with his silver necklace actually so, in a way, he was proud of his look.
And if he almost left without putting on some perfume, he ultimately thought twice and applied a generous amount on his neck and wrists. It was a party after all, he had to be attractive, right...?
For the next hour, the friends prepared the decorations, drinks and music for Sungjoo's birthday. His huge parents' house required quite a bit of work, but it was all good news because a lot of people had promised to come. Like... A LOT.
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