teenage dirtbag + 「 2jae 」

twenty four

it didn't take long for the boys to get drunk, toasting bambam before each shot they took, gagging at the burning taste, and repeating all of it again and again.

"i'm shou drunk." bam admitted after their zillionth tequila shot.

"i wanna dance." yugyeom, who was lying on the carpet, started moving his hips to the music, thrusting into the air along with the beat.

"honestly i wouldn't be shurprised if he dropped outta school n became a stripper." youngjae giggled.

"bam would be down for it", mark said, "i mean, he's eyefucking him already."

"get a room!" youngjae shouted half laughing, making yugyeom open his eyes again, finding his way back to reality.

"we should play truth or dare!"

"how old are we again, gyeom?" mark laughed but eventually they all agreed on it, since there was nothing better to do anyway.

the bottle pointed at mark first, so he chose truth for a start.

the other three agreed on the most cliche 13 year old girl question.

"do you have a crush on someone?" bambam asked and they all giggled.

"no." mark answered maybe a bit too quickly.

youngjae laughed, shaking his head. "hyung, you're the worst liar ever. come on, who is it?"

the blush on mark's cheeks got even more intense when yugyeom smirked, saying, "i know. it's jackson, isn't it?"

"i hate this game.." mark looked away, face completely red and hot and the alcohol in his blood didn't help either.

the boys started fangirling over how cute it was that their usually cool and hard-to-impress hyung got so shy and awkward over some blonde guy.

mark hated his face for exposing him when it was his turn to spin the bottle, which landed on youngjae, who chose dare.

"call jaebum hyung!" yugyeom suggested, bambam and mark supporting his decision.

"what? no way!"

"yes way!" bam fought back.

"what should i say??"

"anything." mark shrugged.

"i can't-"

"you have to." yugyeom smirked devilishly.

[calling jaebum]

"h-hello?"

"hi, hyung"

"hi youngjae, whats up?"

"i.... i was just wondering........
what are you doing?"

"uhm, we're at jinyoung's,"

"oh, i see"

"is that it?"

"huh?"

"is that why you called?
to ask what i'm doing?"

"no, i mean,
do you wanna come over?"

"me? t-to your place?"

"oh, no, we're at mark's
and i thought you guys
could come over,
i mean if you wa-"