http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdtfTcyKLvk (THIS MUST BE ON REPEAT OMG FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR FEELS. DHNSAJSDAK)   That night, you found yourself lying awake in bed. You didn’t feel an ounce of exhaustion in your body. It had been about an hour or so since you’ve been in bed and all you managed to do was move around constantly. There was no way D.O. was going to come in and soothe you tonight with a lullaby since the wine wiped him out completely after the second toast.   Out of everyone, Chanyeol and surprisingly, Chen had the best tolerance in alcohol.    Yes.  Chen.  Shy Chen.  Quiet Chen. Chen who barely even speaks... had the alcohol tolerance of a whale.    You couldn’t believe it either. It was like a miracle.    God had created Chen to be this shy and timid Angel and blessed him with the power of drinking loads of alcohol. Watching him play against your Dad in chamchamcham was the most hilarious thing ever. Though Chen at playing the game and kept losing, his alcohol tolerance just kept building up and up. Though he was cherry red after a dozen losses, he still managed to be the one who took care of the boys.    You helped most of the other boys get into their beds. Especially Sehun who threw quite a drunken tantrum. He seemed to have liked the taste of wine and had more than he could actually handle. He wasn’t the first one drunk, but when it hit him, it him hard. You couldn’t recall who the first one was to be drunk, but you knew the last one was definitely Suho.    Even when you sat next to him on his mattress and gently patted his chest to lull him to sleep, he still had that adorable charming smile on his face.    Now you knew, in whatever mood Suho was, he will always be smiling Suho. Thankfully, Suho was easy to handle....    Xiumin, unfortunately, was the hardest to control. He kept wobbling back and forth on the stairs. Any minute, your grip would falter and he would tumble down the stairs. With a resigned sigh, you handed him over to a very tipsy Kris and drunken Luhan. You watched them carefully from behind so that they wouldn’t drop him.    Baekhyun, D.O and Kai were already asleep by the time you helped Lay come up. You shook your head with a smile.    You fixed Lay’s bed and gently helped him lie down. You pulled his duvet over and smiled at the drunken dimple boy in front of you. You stooped down and studied him for a little while. Lay turned to you with his red eyes. He gazed right back at you and smiled warmly at you. “Thanks for helping me come up, Goddess.”    You smiled and ruffled his hair. “Good night and sweet dreams, okay Laylay?” He nodded with a smile, his dimples appearing clearly in the dark from the lamp that sat beside him.    You squealed internally at his cute dimples. You gently pinched his cheeks and stood up. Your eyes flickered to all your sleeping boys; their faces flushed red from the alcohol and their lips protruding in small little pouts as they dozed peacefully into the land of dreams.    “Good night my boys,” you whispered with a smile and quietly closed the door.   ---   That was an hour ago.   After moving around three more times in your bed, you gave up on the idea of sleeping and got up. At the time you were tipsy and you wanted to sleep, but somehow, whenever you were under the influence of alcohol, your emotions would always be amplified and the negative parts in your life would always find a way back into your mind.    Not wanting to see the films of grey, you decided to enjoy the last few days of summer. You tied your hair in a loose bun and grabbed the customized table cloth with all the pictures of you and the boys (which was actually a quilt that the boys didn’t realize they had made) and brought it down with you.    You grabbed a fresh cold water bottle from the fridge and made your way to the door of the backyard only to find out that it was opened already. Your eyes rounded in surprise. *Is someone out there?* You opened the door a little wider and peaked outside.    You could see the silhouette of someone sitting on the garden chair. Your eyes squinted together. *Who is that?*    The person let out a sigh and his head tilted upwards as he gazed at the Moon with passionate eyes.    Curiosity got the best of you. You hopped out with light steps. The person’s ear perked up and he stood up.    Your eyes rounded. *Luhan?*    The brightness of the Moon illuminated Luhan’s delicate baby face. His blondish brown hair was slightly dishevelled at the top, his cheeks were still a tad bit flushed from the alcohol and his eyes were soft and gentle as he stared back at you.    “Goddess,” he whispered in pleasant surprise. His voice was slightly thick and husky from the lack of water. “Why aren’t you asleep?”   Concern crossed your features and you came over with the quilt over your shoulders. “I was having difficulty sleeping so I thought I’d come out and enjoy real stars and Moons tonight but I guess you beat me to it.”    Luhan looked down and his lips tugged into a smile.    “Why aren’t you sleeping?” You asked softly.   “Same reason as you, Goddess.” Luhan answered honestly.    You gave him a sympathetic look. “Here.”    Luhan looked up. Instantly, his eyes grew as big as saucers. You held out the water bottle to him. He glanced at it as if it was a foreign object.    “I can’t.” Luhan said and shook his head.   You laughed and gently pushed it into him. Out of instincts, his hands flew towards the bottle and gripped onto it. At the same time, the two of you touched hands. Luhan felt a spark run down his spine and he shuddered at the foreign feeling.    “I can go back inside and get water if I’m really thirsty. The fridge is only a few metres away... Unless you don’t mind us sharing the bottle.” You winked. “Though it’d be an indirect kiss.” You teased.    Luhan’s cheeks turned a differe