Don't Do It

What?

Joon: Jin, you're awake?

Jin: You son of a bi***.

Joon: Jin, wait. I can-

*Jin gets up and begins to slap Joon around with a slipper*

Joon: Jin!

Jin: You said *slap* you wasn't *slap* drinking.

Joon: Ahh dammit. Jin .... I can explain.

Jin: You said *slap* you were working overtime *slap*.

*Joon grabs the slipper and trips backward onto the couch*

Joon: ugh ow

Jin: serves you right. How could you?

Joon: I had a few drinks, yes. But they were with my boss and two coworkers. I couldn't say no.

Jin: oh? really?

Joon: mm hmm. Boss told me to go, okay?

Jin: okay. Fine. And how did it go?

Joon: What? Ah, um.

*Jin moves to sit next to Joon on the couch, Joon sits up*

Jin: Did you get another job?

Joon: Well actually-

Jin: You're short on four months of rent Joon, I can't keep paying for your shit.

Joon: Yah, don't worry about it ok. I got it all worked out. But do you think I can-

Jin: Is that a yes?

Joon: what? oh . Yea of course. Now can I get-

Jin: So you're not useless. Good.

Joon: You're not mad anymore, right?

*Joon scoots next to Jin and puts his arm around Jin's shoulders. He looks him in the eyes and brings his face closer.*

Joon: right?

*Jin blushes*

Jin: You reek of alcohol.

*Joon smirks*

*Joon and Jin sits on the couch, foreheads slightly touching as Joon holds Jin's face. Jin leans back causing Joon to lean forward.

Jin: Lean off you drunk!

Joon: Jin?

Jin: what?

*Jin blushes again. Joon leans in further slowly and Jin winces, closing his eyes in the process. Jin stops moving as his heart races, his lips pursed.*

Joon: I'm hungry.