Discovering Love--A Jisol Fic

aDuLt BeVeRaGeS

Hansol ended up leaving the mall with the most shopping bags; Mingyu had shoved a bunch of clothes on him and forced him to buy all of the ones he thought looked good on him. Hansol suspected Mingyu had a secret agenda but they were having a good time, and really, he'd been in need of some new clothes. He'd even let Mingyu pick what he was going to wear at night; Hansol himself thought it was too fancy but Mingyu insisted he looked hot in it.

They all got ready at Hansol's house, mostly because it was the biggest, and all took one car to Fazzano—Wonwoo had volunteered as designated driver since none of the other three were leaving the bar sober.

Right off the bat, Hansol, Mingyu, and Seungcheol ordered a round of shots and gulped them down.

"To Vernon!" Mingyu said.

"To Vernon!" Seungcheol and Mingyu cheered and they all drained their shots.

"Cheolie," said a voice coming front behind them.

Seungcheol set down his glass and turned to his boyfriend. "You came!" Seungcheol hugged Jeonghan by the waist and lifted him up.

"Ah—Cheolie," Jeonghan said in surprise.

Seungcheol then proceeded to passionately kiss his boyfriend, to which everyone looked away uncomfortably.

"Hey Hansol," said the voice that always brought butterflies to Hansol's stomach.

"Hey Joshua," Hansol replied. Hansol couldn't help but notice that Joshua looked extremely adorable in a white button up shirt and pink bow tie—that matched his pants. He'd slick back his hair, revealing his forehead. Hansol was about to mention how good he looked but Joshua beat him to it.

"You look really good, Hansol—and I see that the four of you seemed to have followed a theme."

"Thanks, the theme was Mingyu's idea. You look great too, Joshua."

"Thanks."

"Do you want something to drink? Vodka? Beer?"

"Water," Joshua said.

"Ah, so you're the designated driver."

"That too but I just don't like alcohol, I don't like how it tastes."

Hansol sensed there was more to it than the taste. "Any other reason...?"

Joshua shrugged. "I like being in control of my body; alcohol takes that away from you."

"But isn't that the point? To lose yourself, to the point where you can't even control what you're doing?"

"I guess some people like that, it's just not for me," Joshua said, and Hansol decided to leave it alone.

"Suit yourself, I want a sangriaaa," Hansol said, turning to the bar to order his drink.

The bartender gave him a look that suggested he didn't believe his fake ID but prepared Hansol's drink anyways.

Joshua couldn't take his eyes off of Hansol, he looked so hot. The red suit was vibrant and somehow matched perfectly with Hansol, and the black silk button up shirt gave off a very sexy vibe.

"I see where your eyes are, Joshua," Seungkwan said.

"I appreciate beauty when I see it, Seungkwan," Joshua said.

Seungkwan raised an eyebrow. "I think you're appreciating it a little too much."

"Why don't you go get a drink or something," Joshua suggested.

"Only if you drink with me—or are you to scared you'll make a fool of yourself in front of Hansol?"

"You know I don't like to drink, Seungkwan."