All Daesung thought about as he hopped up the metal stairs to the venue was that he couldn't believe the boys could become organized enough to plan even a simple party. He smirked slightly as he remembered the last time they had all tried to cooperate without the close supervision of the managers. The memory of Seungri being left at a gas station because he wouldn't stop looking at himself in the mirror, Seunghyun and Jiyong driving away as they argued over who wore the same shirt better and Taeyang ruining his oven by burning a casserole for the event was all too real.

As he began to knock on the front door, he was greeted by a muffled utterance of "" followed by a chorus of groans, stomps, and clatters--immediately causing him to roll his eyes with the confirmation.

"D-don't come in! We're almost done...stay right where you are!"

Daesung knew how flustered they probably all were, but he decided to add to the effect by joking: "Is Seunghyun drunk again?"

This was followed by a loud groan of annoyance, "Why does everyone always just assume that I'm intoxicated?!" followed by giggles erupting from Jiyong and Seungri, "I have been busy all day--setting up streamers is hard."

"I bet that's not the only thing that's hard about Seunghyun right now." Laughter echoed through the villa, even coming from Seunghyun who was still sour at Daesung's conclusion.

"Damnit, Seungri, if you crack one more joke, I'll shove this streamer so far up your that--" Daesung wasn't able to hear the rest due to the uncontrollable laughter that wracked his whole body. He grabbed a nearby windowsill for support, and waited to be summoned. He swore that if they had him wait any longer than ten minutes, though, he'd threaten to go off and have his own party, and they wouldn't be invited.

Luckily he didn't have to resort to such idle threats as the door swung open and strong arms wrapped around him from the one he shared a room with for countless years. A large grin etched into his cheeks as he enveloped the other with his own.

"Took you guys long enough" Daesung huffed out, pulling away from Youngbae as Seungri came up to him and clung to his side more like a koala than a panda. He wasn't used to a clingy Seungri, but if the pink tint on the youngest's face was any indication, that mean maknae was drunk as well. As thoughts ran through his head of how he would survive the evening, Seungri tugged on his shirt like a child and pouted for attention.

"Daesung hyuuuung...Youngbae hyung won't let me near Jiyong oppa" the blond male pursed his lips in malcontent, throwing glares at the aforementioned male. Daesung couldn't help but snort at the antics of his friends, he really couldn't leave them alone for any period of time could he? He shifted his attention entirely on the youngest and ruffled said panda's fringe.

"I unfortunately have to agree with him for the time being. I want to at least eat cake in peace, not watch you eat each other's faces off" 

The response wasn't what Seungri wanted to hear, but he had a enough sense left in his drunken state to carry through the request. He squeezed the birthday boy before letting go as Daesung's gaze shifted to the eldest in the group. He knew that both Seunghyuns' being drunk spelt trouble for all, especially himself. He wasn't too far off the mark when the eldest ran at Daesung and hugged him tightly to the point his breath was slowly seeping away. "H-Hyung....I c-cant breathe--" he rasped out and groaned in relief when the tight hold loosened.

"Daesungie, I have a fun game prepared for you. Hyung worked really hard in it!" Seunghyun grabbed the birthday boy by the wrist and dragged him to the opposite side of the room to show off his disasterpiece masterpiece. "Ta-da! Pin the nose on the Dae!" he proudly announced the name of his self-proclaimed genius game, but Daesung couldn't help but feel terrified. He'd never seen his face so disfigured and downright horrifying before. But he could tell how proud the eldest was of his creation and there was no way he could crush the soul and hard work of the other.

"Wow hyung, this is really clever. Thank you, I love it," Daesung spoke out while gritting his teeth yet sporting the brightest grin he could manage. If he were to have been honest with Seunghyun, it was possibly the most nightmare inducing thing he'd ever laid eyes on and he wished he could burn it and toss it out the window.

"Alright, everyone--we're all glad to see Daesung, but let's move this party into the dining room," Youngbae said patiently--as if he were the host, motioning for everyone to follow him down the hallway and into the dining room. He had to awkwardly guide Seungri, who was in a state of looking about the room with a confused look on his face, by gently pushing on his lower back in the right direction. He should have just touched the shoulders, though, because this elicited a yelp of curiosity and excitement from the Maknae.

"Oooh! Hyung..." Seungri said with an mischievous smirk on his face. This brought color to Youngbae's cheeks as he hustled forward, and when he caught Jiyong's eye he was met with an icy glare.

As they entered the room, Daesung and Seunghyun quickly took two chairs on the end of the table before Youngbae could protest. However, he made sure that he would be sitting between the two troublemakers Jiyong and Seungri, and waited until they sat down to fetch his pride and joy of the little party--the fabulous cake. Little did he know that this scandalous frosting-covered treat would prove to be his biggest mistake of the night.

When Youngbae returned with the telltale paper box from the grocery store, he was chuckling to himself quietly. He couldn't wait to see the look on Daesung's face upon seeing the hilarious culinary masterpiece within. He delicately placed it in the center of the table, and allowed the curiosity to sink in around him while gathering the candles, knife, and plates. Finally, it was time to lift the cardboard lid, and when he did, he was met with a chorus of gasps and giggles.

The moment it was unveiled, Daesung's face contorted in pure unadulterated horror. He couldn't believe that the most civil and innocent hyung just gave him a cake....of himself. Had it been something like D-Kun or his smiling face, it would've been fine. That however, was not the case. There in all his shirtless glory, was none other than Hades, a character Daesung had once been in a musical drama. He was more than embarrassed, he was mortified.

Each member split their sides at Daesung's expression, taking it a step further to embarrass him. Each remember took their sweet time to describe very inch of the cake. Seungri marveled at the sculpted arms he so longed to have his own be like, Youngbae pointed out how the contours of chocolate abs were so prominent it put his own to shame, the comment causing Daesung to bury his face in his hands. The leader was of course weird in his fascination with Daesung's prominent Adam's apple jutting from his flesh. Of course Seunghyun took it a level beyond talking about how even under the remaining cloth, every inch of that sweet caramel skin was nothing less than perfection.

"But the taste is much--" Seunghyun started with a smirk, only to be cut off by the strong hands of none other than the humiliated angel. A chain of laughter echoed through the room before return their attention to consuming the scandalous cake.

As Youngbae was slicing the cake, and much to the further embarrassment of Daesung, everyone began to order their piece with a different arrangement of Daesung's body on it. Even Youngbae could admit that the masked figure on the cake was gloriously depicted.

"I want the abs..." Seunghyun said forcefully, as if it was his duty to consume the chiseled perfection.

"I want the mask," Jiyong said quietly, admiring the accessory's artistic appeal.

"I WANT THE CROTCH!" Seungri yelled suddenly, and immediately the room fell dead silent.

This caused Daesung, already mortified as he was, to drop his gaze immediately to the floor, wanting to run away screaming from that dreadful scene and take that awful cake with him. Jiyong made a high-pitched, jealous humming noise as he tried to pretend it didn't happen. Seunghyun, however, was pulsating with rage. He spread both of his tensed palms across the table, seeming to push down with all the weight he could force upon it. Daesung, noticing his companion's distress, attempted to comfort him by his arm gently, but everyone knew that Seunghyun was nearly past the breaking point.

"Umm...I'd be happy to satisfy your...(ahem)...inappropriate request," Youngbae mumbled through the silence, attempting to bring everyone back together, "...but unfortunately with the way I'm cutting it you'll have to just stick with the bottom of the pants, Seungri."

This was met with a comical groan of frustration from the maknae, who was completely unaware of the silent war he'd started. However, Youngbae was trying to, if at all costs, avoid the one thing that would ensure the already chaotic partty's fall to ruin--Seunghyun turning to alcohol again. Everytime that man opened a bottle, nothing good would follow. Heaven knows how much wine he already had in his system.

Thankfully everyone was able to settle down and enjoy their cake, and they began to laugh and chat as they always do--at least for a few minutes. After a while, the two 'couples' began to drift back together, although not always physically. Jiyong, despite still being jealous at Seungri's scandalous remarks, decided that he would try and win him back, because everyone knew that the great G-Dragon never let anyone out of his grasp that easily. He began playing with his fork on his plate before finishing the cake, waiting until he had the younger's attention from across the room. When he felt the heat of the maknae's gaze on his cheek, he began his evil plan.

Delicately lifting the fork into the air with his hand, Jiyong smoothly ran it across the frosting in a slow, back and forth motion, stirring small, soft circles across the dessert. Once he had gathered enough of the white fluff to satisfy his intent, he brought the coated fork to his perfect lips, and steadily pressed the sweet garnish onto his skin before removing the fork for a time and allowing the plush pinkness to spring back. He then held the fork again to his mouth, already artfully decorated in white, and brought his tongue out slowly for the finishing touch. To make sure he was getting the attention he wanted, he paused and subtly checked back at the maknae, who had a lazy but frustrated look in his eyes. Jiyong could see that he had stopped eating and was gripping his fork so tightly his knuckles began to turn white. This was exactly what he wanted. He again directed his attention to the innocent fork, and gracefully his tongue glided across the surface, and around and around it went. Then, as a fiery bonus, he forcefully bit down on the cool metal and dragged his teeth across the utensil, creating a soft, metallic scraping sound.

As this occurred, an impatient humming was heard from across the room, and Seungri could be seen biting his lip with desire as he stared longingly in Jiyong's direction. However, upon noticing the older's attention, he quickly snapped out of the trance and whipped his head back to the cake he was supposed to be focusing on, and he stabbed his fork into the treat, taking a hurried bite.

Meanwhile, Seunghyun and Daesung paid no notice as they were giggling about something together, seeming to scoot gradually closer with each sentenced uttered. Youngbae watched them as they nearly began to sit on each other's laps, and laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole situation. He pulled out his phone, and sent a text to his girlfriend complaining about how all his friends were in love with each other.

When Jiyong began round two of Seungri's punishment-- taking the napkin and slowly wiping it across each lip (because, for some reason, he didn't think the maknae had had enough) Seungri just couldn't take the thirst any longer. As a spite towards that awful Jiyong, he foolishly exclaimed: "Wow, that cake was a D-LITE!" loud enough for everyone to hear.

This became too much for Seunghyun, who widened his eyes at the comment in disbelief. Shaking his head, he raised himself out of his seat calmly, but there was something off about him. Everyone braced themselves for what he would do next, but instead he simply walked out of the room, carrying his tall frame ever so elegantly--but somehow suggesting resentment, as he left. After a few moments, everyone heard a familiar pop come from the kitchen, and Youngbae sighed with disappointment. When Seunghyun returned, the air in the room sunk with everyone's dread towards what he was carrying. The elegance was gone; he was smiling (but not really) and carrying a freshly opened wine bottle. He approached the table, and slammed the glass container down on the wood so hard Daesung jumped. All eyes were on the eldest now, and, with a sarcastic smile on his face, he announced:

"I think it's time for a drink."