"Taehyung how many did you have?" An amused Lisa said looking at her boyfriend's current state.
"I swear I only have you babe!" A very troubled and drunk Taehyung said as he sat on her living room couch.
Lisa bit her tounge so she wouldn't burst out laughing in his face, she was struggling, but not wanting to see him cry, she clarified herself, "No dummy, I mean how much soju did you drink."
Taehyung's troubled face relaxed, "Oohhh umm", looked up at the ceiling trying to remember, "ummmmm-"
"You know what, forget it," she shook her head. He clearly had had a few more than he usually did. He wasn't much of a drinker so it usually only took him about three or four shots to get him completely wasted. And judging by the apologetic faces Jungkook and Jimin had when they dropped him off at her apartment - "he forgot his apartment keys"- they had something to do with it. She sighed, boys.
"Well why don't we get you to the room, it's getting late." Lisa said helping him up.
"Okayyy."
After much struggle and sore muscles, Lisa felt accomplished when his tall body hit her queen size bed. She wipped a few sweat beads from her forehead. Despite showering that morning, Lisa decided another one was very much needed at this point.
She went over to her dresser and took some clothes out for her, and not wanting him to fall asleep in his current attire, took out a t-shirt and some sweat pants she had previously "borrowed" from Taehyung.
"Change okay, I won't take too long," placing the clothes next to him, she was about to walk to the connected bathroom when she felt his hand at her wrist.
"Where are you going?" He asked with a pout.
"I'm just going to go take a shower Tae."
"But-but... why can't I go with you?"
"Because you're drunk and a mess," Lisa responded, unable to control her laughter this time.
Keeping the pout on his face but eventually letting go of her hand he agreed, "Okayy."
And immediately after walking into the bathroom she couldn't help but laugh once more at his loud 'be careful'.
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After taking a hot, satisfying shower, Lisa felt like a new person. She will sleep nicely tonight. Wearing her most comfortable pair of sleeping shorts with a tank and a towel wrapped around head, Lisa brushed her teeth, and walked out. A bit suprised to not find him asleep yet. Instead, sitting against the headboard, Taehyung was humming and mumbling to a song she couldn't quite point out. Probably one he was currently working on.
At least he managed to change into his sweatpants. But just that.
"No shirt?" Lisa asked him as she made her way to the other side of her bed.
"I lost it." He answered as he kept his eyes on her. She simply nodded.
Taking the bottle of lotion, she began rubbing it on her arms and legs. She had to keep her skin moisturized and healthy if she wanted to keep her job as a model after all.
"You're so so so pretty", Lisa turned, meeting with a cute boxy smile.
"Thank you babe." Lisa smiled back shaking her head. He could be such a cute drunk sometimes.
"Babe. Ohhh, babe... baby! Guess what Lis?" He asked her with sudden excitement.
"What?"
"I saw a really cute baby today!"
"Aw that's cute," he was very fond of kids after all.
A few minutes had passed when his following words suddenly knocked the air out of her.
"I want one."
"Huh!?", Lisa didn't know how to respond to that. Did he really want-
"I want one." he repeated.
Silence filled the room for a good three minutes, Lisa in a state of shock every second of it. This was the first time he had mentioned anything like that...
"A baby?"
"YEAH! A baby!"
"A baby... as in a baby Tae?!"
"YEAH! A baby one, a baby dog! They are so cute!"
And with that, Lisa inhaled and exhaled loudly, the visible panic, being replaced with relief.
"You mean you saw a puppy today, a baby dog. What you want is a puppy." she slowly explained to him, with a bit of irritation.
"YEAH a PUPPY! I want one!". He yelled in clear excitment.
Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose. She needed to sleep. She hung up her towel and crawled under her blankets, Taehyung still following her every move with his eyes. She turned to him before tuning off her nightstand lamp,
"You're an idiot drunk."
