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Colored lights. Laughter. A shot glass. A bitter taste.
Beomgyu coughed and tried to clear his eyesight. Everything seemed distant, fuzzy.
A hand on his shoulder. Another shot.
“I think you’ve had too much to drink.”
A flash of blonde hair in his vision. Taehyun.
“Come on Hyung.”
Stumbling. An arm around him. Tiles turned to carpet.
“He’s all yours.”
“God, what did you do to him?” Who’s voice?
“This is his own doing. He’s too competitive and too lightweight.”
Falling, being caught. Arms wrapping around him. Curling into his chest. A familiar scent. A deep voice. His heart fluttering.
“My goodness baby. You’re a mess arent you?”
Ah it’s his Soobin. He’s safe here.
A laugh. His laugh. His smile. His eyes. His lips. A kiss. Another kiss. Eyes closing. Sleepy.
——☆——
He didn’t mind taking care of him. He was whipped for his boyfriend. And even with alcohol breath and his inability to walk straight, Soobin couldn’t help thinking Beomgyu was the cutest boy he’s ever seen.
They stumbled into their apartment, Soobin dragging Beomgyu to their bedroom. He laid him down on the bed and went to get a glass of water.
When he returned, Beomgyu looked at him.
“Soobin...”
“Yes doll?”
“You’re my—I’m... love you.”
“I love you too sweetheart.”
“kiss me.”
Soobin leaned into his boyfriend and kissed him quickly.
Beomgyu chased his lips as he backed away.
“Noooooo”
“What?”
“More.”
Soobin sighed but grinned and leaned back in. He grabbed the back of Beomgyu’s head gently and laid it back down onto the pillows before leaning over and kissing him. At first it was light, more of a brush of lips and breath before Beomgyu arched up and pushed their lips together insistently.
Soobin pursed his lips against his, hand traveling up to raise Beomgyu’s chin up to him for better access. Soobin licked at the seam of Beomgyu’s lips as he brushed the hair out of his boyfriend’s eye.
Beomgyu opened his mouth and gasped lightly as Soobin moved his tongue in shyly. Soobin licked at his tongue, the back of Beomgyu’s teeth, the inside of his cheek. Beomgyu was flushed and gasping.
Soobin gave a few more kitten licks and nips to Beomgyu’s mouth before pulling away.
“You should drink some of this water and then get some rest darling.”
“Will you cuddle me?”
“of course.”
Soobin climbed in beside Beomgyu. He reached out his arm and found Beomgyu’s waist. Soobin pulled them together, spooning the younger and kissing the back of his head.
“I love you. And i’ll always take care of you.”
——☆——
A headache.
Beomgyu groaned at the sunlight that came in through the window. He was already feeling too warm beneath the covers and against a very warm body.
He turns a bit to see Soobin’s sleeping face, so peaceful Beomgyu melts a little into his hold.
How did he get here? The last thing he remembers was being at the party and getting in a heated game of Beer Pong. When did Soobin drag him away from that table, and how much of a hassle was it?
Soobin stirs and yawns. He rubs his eye cutely before opening them and blinking at the light.
“Hi Beomie-yah.”
“Soobin-Hyung. Was I really drunk last night?”
“I’d say so. Doesn’t matter, you had fun.”
“Tell me the truth. How much of a bother was I?”
“...None? You were just cute and lovely like you always are. Love you.”
Beomgyu made a sound of surprise before he locked eyes with his hyung. Soobin smiled at him with one of those warm Soobin smiles. He kisses him quickly on the cheek.
“I love you too. You’re so weird.”
“I’ll take it as a compliment.”
“You honestly didn’t care I was probably incoherent and unable to walk?”
“No... I didn’t and I don’t. Why would I?”
“I don’t know...just not used to being taken care of.”
“Well you don’t have to worry about that anymore. Hyung cares for you more than he cares for his bread sweets.”
“Ooo...bread sweets...”
“Want some breakfast?”
“Mm…in a few minutes…”
——☆——
Beomgyu watched as his boyfriend took another punishment shot from refusing to do the dare given to him. He smiled, tonight was Soobin’s turn to let loose and have fun with the promise that Beomgyu would be taking care of him. Beomgyu smiled fondly as Soobin laughed and threw his head back to the ceiling. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was lightly sticking to his neck from sweat. Beomgyu gazed appreciatively for a few minutes longer.
The next time he turned his gaze to Soobin, it was because Yeonjun was depositing him into Beomgyu’s arms.
Soobin immediately crashed onto the couch, mostly into Beomgyu’s lap.
“Hyung, how do you feel?”
Soobin stared wide-eyed and smiley up at Beomgyu.
“Fuzzy.” Soobin said with a giggle.
Beomgyu could only laugh. “I bet you do. Let’s go home, Binnie.”