Youngjae swatted at Baekhyun, a pink hue settling in his cheeks.

"I c-can't."

Baekhyun's face fell.

"Why not?"

"Well, she's so pretty and I'm just Youngjae. Plus, I don't really l-"

Baekhyun brightened once more.

"Say no more. I'll be your wingman!"

Youngjae was at a loss.

"B-Baekhyun, I don't nee-"

Ignoring him, Baekhyun gestured for the bartender to give him yet another drink.

Baekhyun threw back his head and downed his drink.

"B-Baekhyun, please don't... , not again."

Unsteadily standing up, he wandered over to the unsuspecting girl. 

"Hey, what's your name?" he asked, his words starting to slur a little together.

"I'm Jessica."

"Oh, I know a Sica-noona. She's in SNSD."

He narrows his eyes.

"Are you Sica-noona? Because Sica-noona, you're supposed to be at the dorms."

She shrugged.

"I have no idea who you are," Not-SNSD-Jessica leaned in. "But I'd like to."

Baekhyun shook his head, trying to refocus on his mission.

"D'ya see that dapper young fella o'er there?" 

He pointed at Youngjae, who was anxiously hovering behind him, making sure he didn't do anything totally stupid.

Youngjae mentally reminded himself to kill Baekhyun later.

Jessica pointed at him, saying,"I see one right here."

Baekhyun furrowed his brow.

"Am I standing on someone?"

He jumped back and vigorously apologized to his shadow.

"I'm so sorreh sir.... YESSIR WE B.A.P!"

Baekhyun shook his head, laughing hard.

He never failed to amuse himself.

Spotting Youngjae, he remembered his mission.

"Anyway, do you see him, that hottie over there?"

Jessica nodded, a bit concerned about Baekhyun's well being.

"WELL, look at him! I would him, and I'm a guy."

Jessica raised an eyebrow at Baekhyun, as if she was challenging him.

"YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME? WHAT HO, A CHALLENGE?! IS THAT A CHALLENGE I SENSE?"

Baekhyun charged at Youngjae, throwing his arms around his neck and forcing their mouths together.

Luckily, Youngjae managed to avoid Baekhyun's lips by the slightest amount of space.

Baekyun fell to the floor on his knees and looked up at Youngjae with a mischevious look on his face.

"N-No, BYUN BAEKHYUN DON'T YOU DARE-"

Baekhyun lunged for Youngjae's crotch.

Once again, Youngjae narrowly evaded the potentially dangerous drunk Baekhyun's grabby hands.

Giving up after a while, Baekhyun turned around.

"He's a gentleman, so you should totes-"

Baekhyun fell to the floor, completely unable to do anything else except pass out.

"The giant," he slurred. "Has fallen..."

He let out a small rumble-snore in his throat and slept, now finally silenced, much to the mortified Youngjae's relief.

Youngjae dragged the passed out Baekhyun to his dorm.

He grunted, "You babo.... The things I do for you. If you had listened to me, you would have heard me say that I didn't like her. In fact, I don't like girls at all."

Baekhyun whimpered and tried to claw at Youngjae's arms.

"Stop flailing!"

Youngjae was able to keep him from falling face first to the concrete, although he wouldn't mind it, especially because of what Baekhyun had put him through tonight.

He patted Baekhyun's soft hair and pressed a soft kiss to his head.

"I like boys, specifically you, you stupid little plant."

As if he heard him, Baekhyun, who was gently lying princess style in his arms, smiled softly and nuzzled even closer to Youngjae.