I can't help it (I like to party)

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Yongsun keeps getting invited to house parties. Yongsun... does not like to party. Moonsun, oneshot, all fluff.

Foreword

My friend was summarizing a v-live, and she said something like, "Moonbyul gets sloppy drunk, and then Solar takes care of her." The image got stuck in my mind, and then I spent most of the evening ignoring my responsibilities. I also learned a lot about Korean soft drinks and what not to bring to a party. 

This fic features: Solar being awkward, Wheein being sweet, and Moonbyul trying (and... succeeding???) to flirt. Vromance is in there somewhere too. 

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goldrushbyul #1
Chapter 1: AAA CUTEE
ainhoa2014 #2
Chapter 1: This was soooo cute~ uwu
yunita_aulia #3
Chapter 1: Omg this is so cute?!?! I can't count how many times i squealed over this!!!
A_Poyiiin_Trash #4
Chapter 1: Pretty sure Byul is sobber xD
dyamiilah #5
dang! that was soo cute~~
snowmushroom #6
Chapter 1: That's just begging for a sequel ;)

Really enjoyed reading this! Great writing and spot-on characterisation.
aamtbd #7
Chapter 1: This was the cutest thing, I loved it. Wouldn't mind seeing more of this at all, but of course that's always up to you. Anyway, great fic, made me smile like crazy :)
fireroasted #8
Chapter 1: Wheein weaved around the room, manoeuvring herself and her drink through the dense crowd in her living room--a hello here, a drunken fist bump there. She looked back, whenever she had a moment, to see how Yongsun was faring. The kitchen light seemed to cast a spotlight on the girl sipping away at her banana milk. She was blushing, and smiling at someone Wheein couldn’t quite see through the crowd.

Suddenly, Wheein felt a pair of arms encircle her waist, and a thick voice at her ear. “Hello, beautiful,” it said. Wheein shivered and turned around, just a little too quickly perhaps. The speaker collapsed, and Wheein found herself with an armful of her blue-haired girlfriend.

“Hyejin-ah,” she whined, “how many have you had? You’re supposed to be helping me!”

Hyejin put almost all her weight onto Wheein’s upper arms as she grabbed hold. Several moments of struggling, shoving, and clumsy apologies later, Hyejin finally found the strength to lift her head up long enough to flash a drunken grin. “Wheein-ah, you’re so beautiful,” she slurred. “Did I ever tell you that?”

Wheein couldn’t help but smile. “Only about sixteen times today.”

“You are. So. Beautifuuuulllll. My angel.”

With sigh, Wheein looped her arms under Hyejin’s, and half pulled, half dragged her toward the kitchen to get her a glass of water. As she came close, she didn’t miss the way Yongsun jumped away and avoid her eyes, looking as red as a tomato and guilty as a kid who reached for the cookie jar.

Beside her stood Byulyi, her face equally pink, and stuffed full of marshmallows.

“Am I missing something here?” Wheein said, quirking a brow. She kept her eyes trained on the two, even as Hyejin reached up and pawed at her face.

“Um, chubby bunny?” Yongsun said. She opened in a nervous laugh, and revealed a single marshmallow between her teeth.

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