Zelo sipped his drink.

"I hope Daehyun hyung is okay."

Yongguk looked confused and asked, "Why wouldn't he?"

Himchan shuddered.

"Youngjae is a very angry- VERY ANGRY- and drunk. It's like watching an emotional bomb in front of you, and you don't wanna be around when he explodes."

Jongup's eyes widened.

"We probably shouldn't have help him alone with him, then."

Himchan raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want to deal with Youngjae?"

Jongup nodded thoughtfully.

"Point taken."

Daehyun couldn't take advantage of Youngjae like this, no matter how much he wanted to.

Youngjae was ing offering himself up to Daehyun.

his puffy lips, Youngjae attacked Daehyun, pulling at his shirt.

Daehyun grabbed Youngjae's discarded shirt and managed to tie Youngjae's arms behind his back.

Having nothing to balance on, Youngjae fell forward.

Then, Daehyun rolled him up in a blanket, making sure no skin was revealed.

He let out a satisfied sound.

"Youngjae roll."

He whipped out his phone and recorded Youngjae, knowing that he would forget about this tomorrow and he needed photogenic evidence.

"Are you Youngjae?"

"Yeshhhh~"

"Are you having fun?"

"Yeshhhhh~"

"Are you drunk?"

"Yeshhhhh~"

Youngjae panted.

"It's s-so hot, Dae."

He rolled himself over a little, looking up at Daehyun with big, watery eyes.

"P-Pleash let me out."

When Daehyun didn't reply, Youngjae said,"Please let me out, master."

Daehyun's eyes darkened.

He put down his phone and he leaned in.

Youngjae smiled, thinking he had won.

Suddenly, Daehyun whispered,"No."

Turning away, he started to walk out, but stopped once he heard a sniffle.

Was Youngjae crying?

He turned back and saw Youngjae's eyes filled with tears, one crystal droplet making it's way down his pale cheek.

He pulled Youngjae out of his cushy prison and replaced it with his arms.

"Why are you crying, Jae?"

Youngjae didn't respond. 

He let his head loll forward and fit perfectly in the crook of Daehyun's neck.

"Cuz it herts, Dae."

"What hurts?"

"My heart."

"Why?"

"I don't like seein' you with other people." Youngjae continued, nuzzling against the soft skin of Daehyun's neck.

"When I saw you wit that girl, you givin' her that necklace made me soooo mad some reason..."

Daehyun ruffled Youngjae's hair.

"Youngjae, you idiot, that was for you."

Youngjae shot up and looked into Daehyun's eyes, trying to figure out if he was playing a joke on him.

Daehyun reached into his pocket and pulled out the delicate necklace.

In one swift motion, he put it around Youngjae's neck and fixed the clasp.

Youngjae stared down at it, his eyelashed fluttering rapidly.

He looked back up at Daehyun, gave him a heart melting smile, and promptly passed out on the floor.

Daehyun sighed and heaved Youngjae's limp body onto the couch.

Taking the blanket that was Youngjae's bonds, he wrapped him in it once again.

Youngjae let out a little happy sigh in his sleep, wrinkling his nose up adorably.

Daehyun also sighed, and joined Youngjae on the couch.

"Jae. Jae dummy. Dummy Jae. But, I love you."

As if he heard him, Youngjae mumbled,"Luff yew too... Dae~"