Chanyeol and Kris weren't exactly popular, but people knew them. Kris was mainly just known as that really tall Chinese boy that played football and Chanyeol...well he was a hot guy on the football team too. Chanyeol and Kris had gone back to Kris' place to grab him some clothes and they ended up staying longer than expected due to Kris' poor choice of wardrobe.

Kris walked out in the third outfit and Chanyeol couldn't help but sigh and rub his face in his hands. He fell back onto the bed and let out a frustrated breath of, "Oh god, what am I going to do with you?" 

Kris winced at that and asked, "Is it really that bad?"

Chanyeol nodded, "Yes, yes it is." Standing and pushing Kris back into the bathroom, he said, "Try not to clash stripes and checkers. No matter how good looking you might be, that is probably the worse choice to make in fashion history."

Kris felt exhausted, although glad to have something else on his mind. Dejected he removed the horrendous outfit and thought ' it' as he pulled on a pair of black leather pants - courtesy of Baekhyun taking him out shopping - and a plain white t shirt. 

When he next walked out, he expected Chanyeol to yell at him and pull his scalp to shreds, but instead, Chanyeol mouth fell forward and he blinked. Kris scowled. "If you want me to change, just pick the clothes out yourself!" 

"No,no,no! Kris, it's - it's..."

"It's what? Terrible?"

Chanyeol shook his head, standing and walking around Kris. The older felt like he was on display and he sat on the bed, folding his arms. 

 Chanyeol clapped his hands together. "It's perfect! Since when did you get so hot?"

Kris frowned, "Uh...I don't know...?"

"Well, doesn't matter anyway. If I give you one of my leather jackets, you're definitely gonna get laid tonight." 

Kris' face felt warm and he looked at his fists. "Can we just go?" 

Chanyeol nodded giddily. "Yeah, lets go."

They stop by Chanyeol house quickly for a small snack of ramyun before they head off to the party. The house is fairly large, actually no - that's an understatement - the house is huge. Kris doesn't even think such a name as house should be given to it. Maybe a mansion. 

Kris threw his hands into the pockets of Chanyeol jacket and followed the younger from the side walk - which was bombarded with expensive looking cars that were parked not so expensively - and in through the gates of the residence. This place felt familiar to Kris although he wasn't sure why.

It was dark by now and the last time he checked his phone, it was just closing in on nine o'clock. The music could be heard from the front gates and Kris could see the fluorescent lights shining out from within the windows of the first floor. He wondered if they were going to have the cops down here for noise control.

For someone who was attending a party, Kris wasn't that excited; Chanyeol on the other hand, was ecstatic. He'd gone straight for the large marble bench where all the drinks (and drunkards) were located. Kris couldn't even let out a word of warning before Chanyeol clasped one hand around a cup and downed half the contents. He placed the red plastic down and wiped his mouth with the hem of his shirt and Kris got a peek of his toned abdomen. However, he wasn't the only one watching Chanyeol. 

Another girl - Kris knew her as Yuri, a senior - had already sauntered her way over and was close to draping an arm over him when the younger recoiled and caught onto her wrist. Pulling her in, he whispered something into her ear and the girl nodded, eyes lighting up as her gaze moved to Kris. 

He'd never felt so awkward in his life. Yuri's eyes raked over him and he didn't like it - now he was really regretting agreeing to this - he should've known this was going to be a bad idea. However, he only stood still as Yuri placed a hand on his shoulder and tip toed, her breath making him shiver as she breathed into his ear.

"Chanyeol here tells me you need a little...loosening up." She leans back, a sly grin cascading upon her face and Kris gulps, his hands still situated in his pockets. He shifts, uncomfortable and pulls back, Yuri's hand sliding from his shoulder. With an awkward laugh he smiles and shakes his head, "N-No, I'm really alright." 

Yuri pouts and turns to Chanyeol who only shrugs in return. The girl gives Kris one more glance before saying okay, and grabbing another drink heading off into the crowd of kids. When she's gone, Chanyeol nudges him, "Yah, that was your chance!" 

Kris rubs that back of his neck sheepishly, "It just...it felt wrong." Chanyeol sighs and leans against the next top, "Well, I don't know about you but I'm gonna have a few drinks." 

Kris gives him a look and growls, "But you're driving and you're underage." Chanyeol shrugs. 

"What's the harm in a few drinks?" He pulls another disposable cup from the marble top and downs it with a satisfying "ah" to follow. 

Kris play pinches the bridge of his nose. It's looks like he was playing the role of baby sitter tonight. He wasn't in the mood for a drink anyway. So he just stand there as Chanyeol indulged himself, and regrets every choice he made leading up to this.

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Sungyu was throwing a party again, and that was no surprise. He didn't have a problem with parties or underage drinking or lazy one night stand and flirts. However, he did have a problem when he lived right across the road from Sungyu and the faint thump of th