A/N: Hi :3 Happy new year everyone! I have come back from the dead to post something self-indulgent because my love life has gone to hell and I need to feel better. Enjoy :3 Title taken from the song by Walk the Moon ^^

“…what?”

Seokjin slid to a halt, almost crashing into a refrigerator. “Hi Yoongles!”

“Who the is Yoongles?”

When all he got was a giggle in return, Yoongi set down his bag and cautiously made his way towards Seokjin. There was a half empty glass of wine, and a packet of wasabi flavored chips on the kitchen island.

“How much have you had to drink?”

Seokjin had resumed his wiggling/dancing and shook his in response. Yoongi sighed. He really needed to stop buying Seokjin tight underwear.

“Okay Michael Jackson, let’s get you to bed.”

“No!” Seokjin slid out of reach, grabbing the glass of wine in process. “You can’t touch this!”

Yoongi sighed again. “I have touched that, repeatedly over a course of a few years. I haven’t heard you complain yet.”

“Yoongi.”

“Seokjin.”

“Shut up and dance with me.”

Yoongi smiled slightly and reached to grab Seokjin by the waist.

“Okay.”

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