"That was a beautiful ceremony."
"You know what is even more beautiful? An open bar." He threw a shot back before slamming the glass on the table.
I laughed. "You would think that."
He leaned back in the seat next to me, giving me 'the look.' "You also look beautiful. Mouthwatering."
"You're drunk." I laughed.
"What does that matter? Isn't that how all this started?"
I laughed at him again taking his other drink from him. I chugged it down, his eyes wide. "That May be true, but keep your hands to yourself, for now."
"You owe me a drink." He said narrowing his eyes at me.
"Let me get it for you." I got up and started walking backwards and he shook his head at me in a chuckle.
Hoseok and I have been friends since college. When I met him through Namjoon, who happened to be my roommate, we had the most in common and got close quick. Some would say a little too close. One night we shared a room after a party and one thing lead to another, and well...we slept together.
Thankfully, the next morning it wasn't weird and our friendship wasn't ruined. We agreed it was fun and it was a good thing it was with each other and not some randos. But that didn't stop round two that morning. We agreed that all it would be is a benefit. Any time he we were sleeping, or seeing someone else, we would stop the physical part of our friendship, and just remain friends.
We both dated on and off, so we didn't have sex too often. But when we did, we were insatiable.
He convinced me to 'split' a hotel room with him for Namjoon's wedding, which ended up being 'mistakenly' one king size bed, instead of two queen size beds.
I know his plan.
And I was good with it.
As I made my way to the bar, I ran into Taehyung.
"Why hello there handsome." I grinned.
He flashed me his adorable boxy smile, giving me a hug. "Hey Noona."
"Isn't the first dance happening soon?"
"Joonie had to use the restroom." He replied. "I think he's nervous about dancing."
"He would be." I ordered two drinks from the bartender as I watched Namjoon come out of the restrooms making his way over to us.
Taehyung expression switch in an instant, and he was giving Namjoon a seductive sultry look, and damn. He's gay, but I would be falling to me knees if he was giving me that look. How does Namjoon handle that? When Namjoon got closer, and was able to notice the look, he winked back at Taehyung, smirking. Oh yeah. He's as equally as sexy.
Namjoon wrapped his arms around his new husband, kissing him below the ear as I took the drinks I ordered from the bartender. "Hey Noona." He greeted me with his dimply smile.
"Joonie. Can't wait for the first dance." I winked making him swallow thickly. I giggled to myself as Taehyung whispered to him to not be nervous and to relax. As I made my way back over to our table, I saw that Jimin was sitting with Hoseok. They were laughing at something when I sat back down, and I gave Hoseok his drink. "What did I miss?"
"Jin is hiding." Jimin said rolling his eyes.
"Why?"
"He is avoiding dancing with me." He replied.
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