The Underground - 3RACHA

22

Chan never drank, Changbin arguably drank a little too much and Jisung had never had the opportunity to properly drink (besides the time Felix took him to a nightclub) so they were an odd trio to celebrate together. Changbin had gone into a gas station on the drive back to Chan's apartment, intending to buy cheap beer as that's all he could afford, but Chan offered to pay for a bottle of vodka as well so they ended up with more alcohol than they needed.

Jisung and Changbin were sat on Chan's livingroom floor and Changbin was pouring Jisung a second glass of vodka and lemonade when the youngest asked, "why don't you want to drink, Chan?"

"It's not that I don't want to. I can't," Chan said, taking a sip of his normal lemonade.

"Why?"

"If I drink I won't be allowed to see Yena again. Not easily anyway."

Jisung frowned and for the second time he asked, "why?"

Chan chuckled softly, "I had a mild drinking problem a year before and after she was born. I was told if I didn't get it under control then I couldn't see her again so I tried my best and now I haven't drunk any alcohol in four years."

"Sounds boring," Changbin mumbled, filling up his glass again, "who's Yena?"

"Yena's my daughter," Chan smiled, pointing to a photo on the table that was directly in front of Changbin. Changbin felt quite stupid for not noticing it before. On the photo was a young girl in what appeared to be a school photo. She was smiling in a way that looked so similar to Chan and it made Changbin chuckle at the similarity.

"She looks like you. Where is she now?" He asked.

"She lives with her mum in a slightly better part of town."

Jisung picked up his glass and took a large gulp of lemonade and vodka that made Changbin and Chan both turn their attention towards him. Within a few seconds, the entire glass was empty and the other two continued to stare at him. "What?" He asked, looking between them in a clueless manner before shrugging, "I've never properly been drunk. I heard it's fun."

Chan grimaced, "this is going to be a great night."

-

Needless to say, Jisung was drunk. Changbin wasn't quite drunk yet as he had a stronger tolerance than Jisung but Chan reckoned he'd be drunk in under half an hour if he kept drinking.

When Jisung got up from the floor he had to stumble his way over to the sofa, almost falling on the floor twice but luckily falling beside Chan instead. "Hey," he giggled once he had sat down, resting his head against Chan's shoulder.

"Hey," Chan smiled back and tapped him on the nose before returning his attention to the glass of lemonade he's been slowly sipping at. Jisung found himself pouting as he sat up straight and stared at Chan until the older had no choice but to look back at him. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"Can't you hug me?" He asked, his speech slurred but not so much that Chan couldn't understand him. The corners of Chan's mouth turned up as he placed his glass on the table and opened his arms for Jisung. His face lit up as he leaned against Chan's chest and closed his eyes. As Jisung was seemingly content, Chan flicked his eyes over to Changbin who was absent-mindedly tracing patterns on the edge of the table.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked Changbin who continued to trace the patterns without looking up.

"Felix," he admitted. He stopped tracing along the table to reach for his half-empty bottle of beer and he took another swig. He then realised Chan didn't know who Felix was so he proceeded with an explanation, "he's my best friend and he kissed me but I don't like him like that."