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Drinking and going to a party was never a thing for Jeno. He always makes a lot of excuses in order to reject their invitations. But tonight was an exemption.
Everyone was shocked when they saw Jeno enter the party. Everyone’s eyes are on him. Looking at him from head to toe, examining him as if they were in a dream. Jeno is slowly walking towards his friend — Jaemin. Avoiding everyone’s gaze as he taps Jaemin’s shoulder.
“Hey.”
Jaemin looks at him, pretending to make a shocked face, “You came!”
“Of course, you idiot. You threatened me with my cats.” Jeno glared at him as he scanned the place.
Jaemin starts to walk and squeeze himself in the crowd and Jeno follows him. They’re at Donghyuck’s house, Mark’s best friend. He hosted a party since their team won at a basketball game. The bright lights switching into different colors made Jeno squint. Loud music blasting from the speakers made his head hurt.
“Oops, sorry my bad.” Jaemin grins as he passes the red cup to Jeno. “Try it and get wasted!” shouts Jaemin since the music is getting louder and louder.
Jeno was about to complain when Jaemin pushed the cup into his mouth. “No buts, Jeno. Let’s have some fun tonight shall we? Get wasted and flirt with your long time crush, Mark. I heard he’s a bit late tonight since he has errands to do but he’ll be coming here for sure.” he winks
“I told you he is not my crush.”
“Whatever makes you sleep at night, babe.” then Jaemin is nowhere to be found.
Jeno chugged the cup that Jaemin gave him. At first he didn’t like the taste of it, but he got addicted to it to the point he drank 5 cups in one gulp. Jeno finds himself dancing along with the music and fitting himself in the crowd.
He giggled to everyone who was looking at him, and even danced along with them. Everyone he passes by gives him a drink and he gladly accepts it and drinks it in one gulp.
“You look so damn hot tonight.” a stranger said as he handed Jeno a cup.
Jeno was about to drink it when someone took it from him and shoved the stranger away.
“Back off dude.” a deep voice that sends shivers down his spine. He looked up, his eyes widened in shock.
Mark.
Jeno was about to walk away not wanting to witness the talk but he nearly tripped and Mark quickly grabbed him by his waist to catch him. Jeno’s heart was pounding loudly inside his chest and started to feel lots of butterflies on his stomach. He feels his cheeks burned red and he blames it on the alcohol.
“Thanks.” Jeno mumbled, smiling, turning his eyes into two beautiful crescent moons.
“You’re drunk.” Mark looks at him with a serious look on his face making Jeno melt on his hold. “You should go home.”
Jeno was slightly hurt by what the older just said to him. It makes him feel that he isn’t capable of stuff like this which is true by the way, but he wanted to prove to him and to himself that he can be outgoing like others too and not just focus on studying.
“The party isn’t over, why should I go home?” He huffs. Getting another cup but Mark took it from him quickly.
Ugh, why is he so fast?
“You’re too young to be drunk. You should go home and study.” Mark said as he drank the cup that Jeno was about to take.
“You’re literally one year older than me. And we share the same class.” Jeno rolled his eyes.
Mark raised his eyebrows and shrugged, “If you say so.”
Jeno didn’t want to end their conversation yet. He didn’t want Mark to just go yet. So he basically wrapped his both arms into the older’s neck and tiptoes, “Dance with me.” he whispered right into his ears.
And Mark gladly accepts his invitation. Jeno smirks and drinks another cup before dragging Mark into the crowd.
They’re now the center of attention. People keep on cheering on them, taking lots of pictures that Jeno is sure he will be on the school’s facebook page tomorrow. The girls who flirts on Mark glared at him and Jeno just smirks at them and starts to grind at Mark making the latter frozen in spot.
The girls walked away and Jeno smiled in victory. Losers.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Mark said, hands still resting on the younger’s waist keeping him close to him.
“Nothing.” Jeno says still smiling.
Mark hummed as he came closer to Jeno’s neck and kissed him there making Jeno sigh happily.
“Why won’t you kiss me on my lips instead?” Jeno shoots him a playful smile.
“Oh you want me to kiss you so bad, huh?” Mark teases him as he inches closer and closer to Jeno’s lips.
He stares at it for a few seconds but he quickly stops himself and kisses his forehead instead, making the latter whine in protest.
“Stop teasing me.”
Mark chuckled and coos, “Oh baby, I really wanted to kiss you but I’m afraid you won’t remember anything tonight.”
“I promise I’ll remember anything!”
“Maybe let’s kiss when you’re sober, yeah?” Mark softly smiled at him.
“Markie…” Jeno pouts and looks at him with puppy eyes, trying his best to make Mark kiss him but he only receives a sweet laugh and it makes his heart skip a beat.
“I’m not drunk enough to not remember anything,” he added.
“Silly. If you really can remember anything that happens tonight, then come meet me at my game tomorrow and claim your kiss.”
Jeno makes a hmph sound, “I will never miss that opportunity.”
“See you tomorrow then.”
Jeno wakes up with a headache he feels his head is going to crack at any moment. He grabbed his phone and was surprised by a lot of notifications and tagged pictures of him. He clicks it one by one and sees himself dancing, giggling and chugging drinks. He stopped at one picture and he got chills.
Right. Mark Lee. He danced with Mark Lee last night.
He scrolls up a bit more and sees something that makes him scream like a fucking donkey.
It was a picture of him where Mark kissed his forehead but based on how the picture was taken, it looks like they were really kissing. And Jeno suddenly remembers their conversation.
Blood rushes down to his spine as he glances up the clock making him scream louder. Mark’s game has already started.
Fuck.
He rushes up to the bathroom and makes himself presentable as much as he can. He picks up the most decent clothes he has and starts dialing Jaemin.
“Jaem, I need you to drive me to Mark’s game right now.” he said, panicking.
“Oh, so you really made the move huh. Very interesting Jeno Lee. Alright, I’m coming.”
As soon as they arrived at the gymnasium, Jeno hurriedly hops off the motorcycle still wearing a helmet and Jaemin suddenly grabs him by the wrist.
Jaemin took off the helmet and ruffled his hair, “Idiot.”
Jeno laughs and mouthed ‘thanks’ and rushes his way inside.
The game has really started and there is one quarter left. Mark’s team is leading, as always and Jeno screams loudly cheering for Mark.
“Go Markie! You should win it so that I can claim my kiss!”
The whole crowd laughed and cheered and it made Jeno’s cheeks flushed in red. Mark looks up at him and winks, sending a flying kiss and Jeno accepts it, laughing.
One point and they won. Jeno is jumping in excitement as he throws himself into Mark and the latter happily embraces him.
“You looked hot there.” Jeno giggled.
Mark looks at him like he hung up all the stars in the sky. “You remembered it.”
“Of course! If it’s something related to you, I will always remember it.”
And Mark claims his lips.