This one's a doozy
"It's okay if you don't want to," Victor said.
"No, it's okay, let's do it." I said and looked at him.
"Okay," he smirked and leaned in.
Yuri's POV
Victor filled the space between us by connecting our lips. I felt my face heat up as my eyes involuntary fluttered closed. It was completely silent besides the strange French rap that JJ probably had picked out. I gathered the courage to wrap my arms around Victor's neck, which caused him to smirk and put his hands on my waist. He slowly moved his hands under my shirt, which caused me to gasp. When I gasped, he slid his tongue in my mouth. I can't do this. This is happening way too fast. I pull away and take my hands from Victor's neck back to my sides.
"I'm, uh, I'm sorry," I looked down.
"It's okay," Victor smiled and hugged me.
The door clicked open. Isabella looked in.
"Okay, time's u- damnit! They didn't do anything! They're still wearing clothes!" Isabella walked off to the drink table.
I felt my face heat up again. I should've just let Victor do it. Now everyone's disappointed. That's it, I'm getting batshit drunk tonight.
Victor's POV
I was kinda bummed that Yuri stopped, but I understand. It was probably his first party, and his first time in the closet. He was incredibly shy to begin with, he was probably freaking out when some of JJ's friends pushed us towards the door.
"Victor," I heard Phichit speak up as Yuri walked away.
"Mhm?" I looked up.
"Yuri's got a bottle of vodka," he sounded nervous.
"Ooh, what kind?" I asked.
"Uhh, I think it's Spirytus Rektyfikowany, whatever that is," Phichit squinted to read the bottle that Yuri held.
"Oh shit," I watched Yuri sip on the bottle.
"What?" He asked.
"He's gonna get hammered drunk," I said.
"What? Why?" He asked again.
"That shit's 96% alcohol, he's gonna fucking drop dead," I said.
"But isn't alcohol, 100% alcohol?" He asked.
I laughed. "Oh Phichit, you sweet boy," I said as I walked towards Yuri.
I put my hand on Yuri's shoulder. He swung around and grinned .
"Heyyyyyy Victoorrrr," he hiccuped.
"Yuri I think you should put that down," I reached for the bottle of vodka.
"Whyyyyy?" He leaned on me.
"It's not a good idea," I start.
"Awwww, you're nnno funnnn," he slurred and wrapped his arms around my neck to hold himself up.
The music changed,and Mommae by Jay Park was playing.
"Ooooohh I love thisssss sonnng! Letssss dancccce Victorrrr," Yuri stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the dance floor.
"Uhm, how about I take you home, I think we've both had enough for one night," I say, pulling him to the front door.
"Ohhhh kayyyy," he hiccuped again.
I walked Yuri out to my car, and sat him in the back seat. I took my keys from his pocket, and got in the back seat with him.
Yuri looked up at me and smiled.
"Heyyyyyy," he giggled.
I smiled and looked down at him.
He grinned and put his head in my lap.
"I'm tirrrred Victorrrrr," he mumbled.
"Then we should get you home," I said.
"Okaaayyyyy," he said as I got out of the backseat and into the driver's side.
I started the car and drove away from JJ's house, towards Yuri's.
(Small timeskip brought to you but Yuri's concerning drinking habits)
I got Yuri out of the car, then took him inside.
"Woah, what happened to Yuri?" His sister asked from behind the counter.
"Uh, he kinda had a lot to drink, and he's gonna have a hangover tomorrow," I said nervously.
"Ooooh damn, I get it." Mari said. "I'll take it from here, do you need to stay here? Were you drinking?" Mari asked.
"No no, I'm alright, I just want to make sure Yuri's okay." I assured her.
"I've got him, thanks for bringing him home. Bye Victor," Mari said and took Yuri upstairs as I walked out.
"See you, Yuri," I said, even though I know he didn't hear me.
