“Prose fiction”
Couple : Jongin x Kyungsoo
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'Including the last glass..this glass is the hundredth glass'
'Channnnn!'
“Fuck you, Jongin.” Kim Jongin downed the liquid all at once, causing his fellow group member, Jongdae, to stop him.
"Bring it again." But whatever it is, what are you going to do with the person who's in a hurry?
“Where do you want to come from?” Minseok, who is known as the partner of the liquor store owner behind university, asked as he brought some snacks.
“What will happen? I had a fight with my girlfriend,” Jongdae replied before accepting the snacks without forgetting to secretly touch Minseok's soft hand. “Always look for scraps or you'll just increase the price of the drink!”
"Oh, just a little bit."
“Can you not be sweet to Brother Min in front of me? You're irritating.” Jongin pursed his lips, still holding a glass of wine not far away.
"Don't you dare bully me. I can still drink this alcohol. Why don't you take the time to think of ways to convince Kyung-hyung?"
Are you confused..?
What the fuck? "He chased me away, how do you want me to present myself?"
“Oh my gosh, you really were born trash and then died.” Jongdae could only shake his head in disgust, preparing to collect his corpse from now on.
'During this time, whoever wants to listen to any song, please write and send it to the stage.'
A guy with a good face who is known as Jongin's friend in the group spoke into the microphone. Chanyeol received several sheets of paper after announcing on the mic, but there was one sheet that he was willing to play first.
“Ah, the first song that was requested, I want people who are downing glasses to be conscious and count the glass they are drinking..is it the hundredth glass yet?”
'Including the last glass, this glass is the hundredth glass..'
The music plays as Jongin enters the moody phase. His brain can't help but replay today's stories. Sometimes he wonders if Chan played this song for him.
'The last glass of the night requires two hands to support it.
The last glass I held rashly I slipped my hand until tears fell...'
An image of a sunbae with a round face and big eyes appeared, but the heart-wrenching words made Jongin raise his glass again.
“If you haven't stopped flirting yet, there's no need to talk!”
“That person is just a junior. He came to talk but I didn't think anything of it. What about you and that guy!”
“I think we talked about this already, Jongin.”
'The second glass, the third glass, I miss you. The glass you go to miss that person.
The glass that you left behind The glass that I regret..'
“Why did you give me the line?”
“He just came to ask for work contacts. How stupid.”
“Contact by sending a heart-shaped tick?”
“Are you secretly searching your phone?”
“Damn, what the fuck is wrong with me? Jongdae, what the fuck is wrong with me?!”
“Everything is right, you bastard,” Jongdae answered immediately because it looked like the guy across from him was about to have a leprosy.
'There's nothing left in the glass between the two of us, only the cracks left behind.
I lost you and am sad. Who do you love, not me..'
"If you're bored with me, tell me what's wrong with me!"
“Jonggin, it's not like that. Listen to me first.”
“I'm such a buffalo!”
“When I was a child, my mother raised me to be a human being. Why did I suddenly grow up to be a buffalo?” Jongin bowed his head and groaned in a low voice.
'This last glass is to drink to the heart that has been forgotten and has no part of the good love we once had. It's not true..'
“Jong-in, you're too heavy, that's enough,” Jongdae said. If you counted the glass bottles on the table, he'd taken almost a whole carton of them.
“When you fuck, I'll bite you.” Jongin points at the dial, muttering words without words.
“It's almost three in the morning,” Jongdae sighed as his friend's condition only worsened.
“Fuck you, just leave me alone.” What the fuck? Jongdae could only curse under his breath, if he released him he would vomit in the middle of his future girlfriend's shop.
'The fifty-eighth glass is finished. May her karma take its course.
Finally, I sat and drank the seventy-second glass alone..'
"Hey, where are you going?"
“Go to the front of the stage.”
“Shit, calm down!”
Jongin inserted himself before the whole world waved his hand along with the song. I can tell you now that Jongin was so calm that Jongdae had to hold his head. His student shirt was frayed and Jongin raised his hand to rub his hair. Let me tell you right now, it's called being so drunk that your head is hurting on the edge of the stage.
Chanyeol finished the song before turning for another person to take his place. A tall young man took long steps to support his friend who was staggering helplessly.
“Dammit, why is it so heavy?”
“My brain's heavy and I think I've gone through half the crate,” Jongdae complained as he helped drag his friend on the other side.
“Please take me away. You stupid bastard!”
Would you bite my feet instead? Black man Chanyeol thinks so if it continues and doesn't stop.
The two of them dragged Jongin outside in a hurry. Luckily, some people were starting to return now because it was quite late at night.
"you.."
“What is it, black man?”
“Who are you to take Kyungsoo hyung away from me?”
Oh, hey, you're not talking to me, are you? Jongdae thought to himself.
“Jongdae, I said-”
Ugh!
Thump!
We almost didn't make it in time.. Chanyeol let Jongin down on the sidewalk. Watching as his friend arched his neck and vomited violently from the effects of the alcohol.
Jongin felt his stomach flutter and he vomited at least three times. Before he was about to lose consciousness, he felt a gentle pat on his back.
“Who taught you to be drunk like a dog like this..”
...Kyungsoo
“Whoa!” Kyungsoo cried, Jongin turned around before using all his strength to gather the little man into his embrace. He was starting to regain consciousness. Jongin actually has a stiff neck, but today he pumped in a lot more than usual, resulting in the condition you see.
“Stinks of alcohol”
“Don't chase me. I really miss you..”
"um"
“Sorry for being rash. I won't do it again.”
"um"
“Don't leave me.”
Jongdae and Chanyeol just stood and watched and felt like they wanted to vomit even though they didn't drink a lot of alcohol. They both knew that Kyungsoo would be here today. Everything was a plan, including the song Chanyeol chose to sing.
That song was Kyungsoo who requested it.
“Who said you would leave?” Kyungsoo looked up at the other person even though Jongin's body was secretly wavering slightly.
“Just forcing you to reconsider yourself to give yourself time to think.” A soft hand lifted up and smoothed the taller man's hair and wiped away the other's sweat.
Observation unit...
"Damn it, I think it's like a little child crying out for fear that his mother doesn't love him."
“I'm just like that. Once drunk, the dog loses consciousness when it meets its owner. Oh, you're so weak." The two of them pursed their lips together before walking back into the shop, allowing a dog and his owner to come to an understanding, no matter how they got it.
"You don't have to be this drunk, do you understand? And-"
….Um Mon..”
Okay, cut the picture.. Pan the camera to the liquor store sign.
It's over. -
- - - Talk a bit, this is a short-lived fic that inspired me. From the song P'Wan, which I feel like the atmosphere of the liquor store. Came in Jongin mode and lost consciousness. 5555555555 Please leave it here for me.
xoxo - - -
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