XIV / Drinks

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WARNINGS: Implied sexual references; mentions of drugs and drug use

-Day 44; Thursday, July 13th, 2017-

"Everyone!" Park Miyeon announced by the front desk. Most people were milling about in the area, only a few minutes left before they were allowed to leave. They all had their work done for the day, except Heo Minseon, who still kneeled at her desk, hastily finishing her paper.

"Miyeon!" Park Kyung called back in mimicry, raising a few snickers from others, Kim Minseok included.

"Drinks tonight on me!" Miyeon continued, ignoring Kyung's comment. "Usual time and place, okay?"

"But Miyeon!" Heo Minseon cried, looking up from her paper. "We're still underage!"

"Idiot!" Heo Minjin exclaimed, hitting her sister in the arm. "We were drinking before we were legal, anyways." this also raised a few snickers from their colleagues.

"We're all above age here." Miyeon said.

"I'm not." Jung Haerim piped up.

"You're just an intern." Kyung shot back. "Of course you're still underage."

"You can still come, but you'll have to buy your own drinks." Miyeon commented.

"It's five!" Park Bom cried, elbowing her way through everyone. "See ya!"

"You all can bring people, too!" Miyeon shouted as everyone began to file out. "But they're paying for their own drinks!"

The last comment fell on deaf ears, not that it mattered to Minseok anyway- where he went, Kim Jongdae went. They were always together, and Minseok didn't want it any other way.

When Minseok was still in university, both he and Jongdae often got texts or calls inquiring where they were. Minseok and Jongdae were often referred to as a singular unit, as if they were one person.

People knew that if Minseok was in the cafeteria, Jongdae was there with him, picking off his food. People knew that if Jongdae had a study hall, Minseok was there hastily finishing his own homework. People knew that if they heard Jongdae, yelling down the halls at people he knew, Minseok was there behind him, telling him to shut up.

It had always been like that, even throughout elementary and high school. Jongdae would cut class when Minseok had spares to go on supply runs (the endless bags of candy Jongdae hoarded in his locker). Minseok moved his timetable around to have his spare align with Jongdae's easier classes, and both would make mad dashes to the other end of the school to meet the other.

Sitting in his car with the engine running, Minseok quickly sent texts to Jongdae before he made his way home.

not jongdae🌈: drinks? :)
not jongdae🌈: on me
not jongdae🌈: 🥂💸
not minseok✨: www
not jongdae🌈: work people, that small bar near there I took you there before with baekhyun and he almost got arrested remember??? and tonight after dinner
not minseok✨: aw yeah I remember that

not minseok✨: either that guy had a really big hard on or a gun
not jongdae🌈: im p sure it was a gun hon
not minseok✨: !! that rhymed !!
not minseok✨: but yea I'll go I wanna meet the people you work with I hope they're as wild as the stories you tell me
not jongdae🌈: oh god I hope not we'll get kicked out

~•~

As the two boys clambered out of Minseok's car, Jongdae's hand darted out and grabbed Minseok's, holding it tightly. 

"This place seems sketchier than before, Min." Jongdae muttered, staying close to his boyfriend as they entered the dingy bar, immediately being met with bright, flashing lights and music so loud Minseok felt the bass in his chest, thumping rhythmically like a heartbeat.

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