Daesung picked up a tambourine and started clapping along, shouting encouraging woohoos as Seunghyun's voice wobbled like a drunkard on his way home in the wee hours of the morning after spending the entire night at the local bar drowning his sorrows. Ah, he had completely dropped the ball when he was playing the cheerleader. He had been so mesmerized by Daesung's performance, he hadn't been supportive at all. On the other hand, Daesung didn't need support when it came to singing, he had a natural born talent that shone through each time he sang as little as half a note. Seunghyun was another story, there was a reason he was a rapper. As a rapper he had sass, he was the coolest guy in the place, but this, this was just humiliating.

Ah, why did he pick a song in English? He stumbled through the pronunciation without much grace, falling behind on the lyrics. Despair had shown up on his front step, eagerly knocking on the door as his voice faltered. He was supposed to be making Daesung fall in love with him, not showing him just how stupid he could look. He got the urge to run away, seriously contemplating doing just that, when Daesung stood up and clapped harder. He let out a booming laughter, it was strangely encouraging. It wasn't as if he was laughing at him, it was more like he was laughing with him, defusing the tense atmosphere Seunghyun's nerves were creating.

Daesung started singing silly backup voices, waving the tambourine around excitedly, getting him back on track. If he wasn't already painfully aware of his own feelings, this would have been the moment where he would have no longer been able to deny them. Daesung was amazing, the most dazzling star on an otherwise gloomy sky, shining his brightest every single night. He was falling in love with him all over again.

“It's like I waited my whole life for this one night...” Seunghyun sang at the top of his lungs, having regained his confidence. He could relate to the lyrics, and he really hoped tonight was that night. Now it was time for the chorus, he giggled to himself in anticipation.

“And dance foreva-eva-eva.” he sang, pointing at Daesung with a smirk. Daesung didn't hesitate, downing the first of the shots like a boss. “Wooo!” he shouted as he proudly slammed the empty shot glass upside down on the table, a shy giggle following his forwardness. Ah, that cutie. One down, so many to go. Seunghyun couldn't wait, the suspense was killing him. It was the first time they were going to be properly drunk together after his confession. Alcohol was the best lubricant, making the truth slide right out.

“Foreva-eva-eva, foreva-eva-eva.” he continued with a guilty grin stuck to his lips. Daesung's mouth opened slightly in surprise, his eyes sharpening as Seunghyun's plan dawned on him. He looked at the long row of shots and then right back at him, not believing his nerve. Seunghyun sent him a teasing shrug, as if to say 'Hey, you chose the word, you made your bed, and now you have to lie in it.'. Begrudgingly, Daesung took two shots in a row, frowning as the alcohol scratched his throat on the way down, making a tower out of the empty glasses.

Daesung had barely gotten the chance to catch his breath when the short music break was over and the chorus continued. “Eva-eva-eva, foreva-eva-eva, foreva-eva-eva, forever on the dance floor.” Seunghyun sang guiltily, three shots in one go was perhaps pushing it a bit too far. Daesung's jaw dropped to the floor, a feeble laughter of hopeless surrender bouncing off his lips as he raised the first shot glass. Seunghyun wondered whether he should stop him, or let him off with taking just one instead of three, but before he could come to a decision, Daesung had bravely downed all three. With a slight frown, as if he was waiting to see if it would stay put or if it was going to come right back up to greet them, he added three more glasses to the tower of impending doom.

“Hah!” he exclaimed proudly, giving Seunghyun a confident, if not a bit intoxicated, smile. His eyes were glazing over as the alcohol slowly took charge. Seunghyun couldn't stop the excitement from taking over his body, doing a little dance to release the energy that was building up inside him.

“More! More! More!” Daesung giggled, clapping along. His enthusiasm was infectious, causing Seunghyun to lose himself to the dance bug, jiggling everything there was to jiggle in some creative new moves.

“Ah! I love it when you dance!” Daesung nearly fell back laughing, getting drunker by the minute. Seunghyun couldn't hide the huge grin that took over his face, happy that the truth serum was working so well. The fact that Daesung, Big Bang's best dancer, ...although, Youngbae was really good too, that he couldn't deny, but Daesung was definitely his favorite dancer in Big Bang, and the whole world probably, he couldn't think of anyone else he would rather watch dance. His mind's eye stared dreamily into the void, imagining Daesung dancing. And then maybe his shirt would jump up a little, revealing a sneak peek of his insanely well sculpted abs in action. He got an attack of the tingles just by thinking about imagining it.

He was getting off track, his mind a giddy mess. But deep down, below the uncontrollable giggle fit his brain was experiencing, the fact that Daesung loved his dancing was taking root in his heart, starting to spread warmth throughout his whole body. He had to use all his strength to stop himself from wondering what else he might love about him, fruitlessly trying to hold his expectations in place, when all they wanted to do was to soar away and get lost in the clear blue skies.

Before long, it was time for the next chorus session, six more forevers coming up. That was just too much. He was worried he would end up having to carry Daesung on his back as he ran to the hospital to get him treated for alcohol poisoning. No, he couldn't do that to him.

“Okay, now you just have to take a shot for every three forevers, okay?” he offered as the first batch of forevers headed their way.

“D'you think I can't handle it?” Daesung said in a deliberately hurt voice as he swallowed the first shot with the air of defiance.

“I'm stronger than you think. I don't need a handsome black knight to save me, you know.” he winked at him with a mysterious glint in his eye as he took the second shot. Seunghyun wasn't completely sure what he should do with that. Was he joking or was he being serious? Daesung did joke around with him a lot, which was a really sweet thing in itself, since he wasn't that way with everyone. But it also enabled him to hide behind the jokester's mask, hiding his true self from the world, and more importantly from Seunghyun. He longed to rip that mask right off to see the limitless beauty he knew was hiding under there, but he knew Daesung had to be the one to remove it for it to really mean something.

After the fourth shot, Daesung looked like he had seen a ghost. As he was about to reach for the fifth one, he sprang up. Without a word, he directed his unsteady feet towards the door.

“Hang on, I'll come with.” Seunghyun laid the mic down.

“Na! Ah cann go b'myseff!” Daesung stubbornly protested in drunk-speak.

“Okay, okay. Just call me if you need me.” Seunghyun put his hands up as a gesture of giving up, a voice in the back of his head telling him he should go with him.

Seunghyun nervously checked his watch. It had been ten minutes. Each minute had felt like the flames of eternity were his skin, making him feel the weight of each and every excruciating second. He couldn't do it any longer. He had to check if he was alright.