This fic was born out of sin (but not much) purely from the heart.

Warning*Those under 20 years of age should not drink alcohol. And no matter who You shouldn't drive after drinking alcohol (yes)*

The tips of slender fingers swirled around the lip of the single glass of milk on the table right now.

A loud noise echoed throughout the area, causing some of the figures sitting on the sofas in the special room to look unhappy.

The shouting and hustle and bustle of seniors who just recently graduated like 'Mark'.

Jeno looked around again. which he could clearly see the person standing and dancing in front of him None of them were actually of legal age.

If they all get hawked, they wish they had nothing to do with these things.

“Hey Jaemin, can you go home yet? It's already late.” Jeno tugged on the shirt of the thick man who was cheering the new junior on downing a large glass of beer in one go.

“Just a moment more, please. It's been a while since I've had a party to celebrate.” Jaemin turned and raised his hand to greet some of the figures sitting with pouting faces. “If Jeno doesn't have anything to do in the meantime, you can just sit and talk with Renjun for a while.”

“Renjun was unconscious when Brother Mark gave him some liquor mixed with Sprite!” Jeno let out an impatient sigh.

It was a good thing he chose not to eat anything from the food on the table besides the milk he had prepared himself.

“If you don't get drunk, you won't go back!” Haechan's voice shouted loudly, followed by the sound of clinking glasses countless times. It seems like everyone's attitude is really strong enough.

In fact, Jeno often comes to watch Jaemin hang out with his seniors. But today he felt that it was too uncomfortable because the group's seniors usually hung out at Lucas and Mark's houses. But when the leader of a big gang like Mark graduated So they reserved a special table in the pub to hold an official reception.

The loud music coming from the wall behind Jeno couldn't drown out their voices.

“Jisung, drink it all. You have to take care of me!!” Mark started to show signs of not being able to control his own body balance. Staggering, he hugged the neck of a tall junior who was pouring beer into his own glass.

“You are the same, Chenle. Don't be less in front of Jisung. Drink a lot, I'll take care of you.” Lucas walked closer to Chenle, who began to slowly gulp down the beer in his glass.

“Didn't Lucas drive a motorcycle? So will you be able to drive back?” Jeno raised his head to follow the tall person who had just arrived.

“I don't drink much. Tomorrow I have to go to work early. I'm going to have a hangover." Lucas turned to answer.

“Oh, how is it? Usa studied ahead of schedule. The class pass graduated a year early. The truth is, this year is your year, Brother Lucas. Please drink!” Mark shouted as he threw his glass of beer until it splashed out of the glass in front of Lucas.

“Oh, you can drink,” Lucas responded with full voice, followed by another round of cheers around the table.

“End of glass!!”

Lucas, the oldest of the gang, quickly drank the entire beer without showing any sign of intoxication.

When the hand placed the glass on the table The cheers of the youngsters followed.

“Wow, that's really cool. I really respect you.” Jisung walked over and stood next to Lucas and held his glass in front of Lucas.

“One more glass, hyung,” Jisung pointed the glass at Lucas' mouth.

Big eyes looked at the surrounding people standing and looking at him.

Strong hands don't wait for anything. He quickly snatched up his beer glass and drank it.

“Hei!! Raise Hei, ZhongJeVin shouts out!!” Haechan's voice shouted and cheered loudly.

Geno shook his head.

It was exactly as he thought.

“So Geno, aren't you going to drink?” When the cheering quieted down, Mark then turned to talk to Jaemin who was grabbing some snacks to eat.

“Oh, Jeno, he doesn't drink, you healthy person,” Jaemin answered in response to someone who sat scrolling through Twitter looking at cute kittens from around the world that he liked.

“Oh, what is it? It's a party. No matter how many events I've seen it go, I've never drank it. At first I thought you were joking. Is this true?” Mark's face widened as Jaemin continued to repeat the same sentence every time he went to the gang's party when Jeno was there.

“Hey Mark, can Jaemin and I go back yet?” Jeno walked over to the party table and put a thin hand on Jeno's arm. The sweet face rested her chin on Jaemin's thick shoulder and looked at the face in front of her.

“I'd like a little favor, Jaemin. Please give Jaemin this one night.” Mark raised his hand to greet the thin figure who looked like he was completely sleepy.

“Brother Mark always says this. In the end, Jaemin had to come home drunk all the time. I had to do the duty of driving back to the dormitory all the time. I'm even not good at driving.” Jeno furrowed his eyebrows together in dissatisfaction.

Mark wasn't surprised at why Jaemin was so possessive of his girlfriend.

“Then come on, I can give Jaemin back.” Mark called everyone to gather around the table.

“But there is one condition.” That sentence ended. Mark snapped his fingers once before a glass filled with clear, colorless water was placed in front of Jeno.

“Drink this glass and I'll let you all go home.” Mark's hand moved the glass cup closer to Jeno's face, who was standing with his arms crossed.

“Just one glass, right?” Jeno asked, raising an eyebrow.

“That's right.” Mark gestured for him to try the glass cup in front of him.

Hey, let's pretend it's beer like every other time. Hurry and drink it so we can finish.

Jaemin and Mark usually like to fool people by substituting water for beer and having Jeno drink it to show off to others to avoid the hassle of driving back. But it was recently revealed that Geno never drank alcohol. It was true.

“Drink it!” Everyone cheered loudly before Jeno rolled his eyes. A thin hand lifted the goblet and popped it into his mouth in one gulp without any hesitation.

Jeno suddenly seemed to be a little dazed. Luckily, Jaemin was able to catch him in time.

“Jaemin..?” Jeno looked at the handsome face in front of him now in a blur.

Jaemin raised his other hand to cover his own nose and hurriedly turned around to ask Mark.

“Brother Mark, what did you give Jeno to drink?” Jaemin turned to ask Mark who looked equally curious.

“What did you put in there, Brother Lucas?” Mark turned and asked the tall figure standing behind him.

“Oh, didn't you tell me to put clear water in the cup?” Lucas didn't seem to understand what was happening.

"That's right. I mean just water, you idiot." Mark's thin palm came up and massaged his own head.

“Oh, I thought you meant that.

Spirytus

You used the code name Clear Water when you didn't drink beer at my house in middle school.” When Lucua finished speaking, Mark was sweating and unable to speak. He forgot that Lucas never knew about this. But he used Lucas to prepare the drinks.

“What is going on?” There was a drowsy voice and a figure appeared on the table again.

“I don't see anything strong here. That alcoholic bastard....eek."

“Jeno!” Jaemin hurriedly came to support the staggering figure.

“It's okay, Jaemin. I'm not drunk at all. It's just plain water.” Jeno turned to Jaemin with a smile on his red face and eyes.

     “Spirytus

This isn't strong. Alcohol is set at 96% percent. I ate less than half a cup the first time and I collapsed for almost a day,” Haechan countered in shock.

“You guys, don't lie to me. It's just water like every time, isn't it?!" Jeno's voice began to rise and fall from his lack of self-control. "Bring it here, bring another glass, I'll drink it and show you," Jeno beckoned. Hand asks Lucas for a drink.

“That's enough Jeno, you're drunk.” Jaemin shook Jeno's shoulder to regain his composure.

A thin hand brushed his hand away from the thick figure that was clinging to him.

“Fuck you, Jaemin. I'll show you that this is water.” A hand gently slapped Jaemin's shoulder.

“Jeno, that's really alcohol!!” Jaemin tried to hold back the beautiful hand.

“I told you not to stop me!” Jeno's face turned red from the way he shouted a moment ago.

Lucas slowly placed the goblet on the table again. Everyone's eyes were now focused on the figure who slowly lifted up the goblet.

gulp

And then again, some figure showed that the liquid in the cup was just water.

“How is it!!! I told you it was water! You guys can't fool me!!” Jeno collapsed to the ground with Jaemin supporting his back.

“You think you can trick me? It's still another hundred years!!” The sound that came out of Jeno's mouth became muffled and incomprehensible. Seeing this, Jaemin hurriedly supported Jeno away from the table.

“It looks like it's getting worse. Let me take Jeno back first.” Jaemin bowed goodbye to everyone before going back to packing his belongings.

“What returned? Who returned!! I'll keep drinking. You want to drink, don't you? Let's drink together!!!!” Jeno shook himself off the strong arms and staggered back to the table again.

“Come on Geno. You need to go back to sleep. It's time for you to sleep now.” Jaemin rushed over and dragged the body back before it turned back to him. Two thin arms snaked into Jaemin's thick neck.

"sleep?? You're so impatient, Jaemin. Let's take the small prize first.” A slender fingertip touched Jaemin's cheek before Jeno planted a kiss on his plump lips.

Jaemin's expression wasn't much different from the people in front of him.

Lucas, who already had big eyes, now had bigger eyes that looked as if his pupils were printed. Mark and Haechan are no different. Jisung and Chenle also shouted in amazement at Jeno.

“Uh..Congratulations, Brother Mark. Let's come and eat together later.” Jaemin said hastily goodbye to everyone and quickly dragged the troublemaker out to the parking lot.

“Let go, I told you to!!” Jeno tried to wrench his wrist away from Jaemin's thick grip. But it didn't work because Jaemin gripped his wrist tightly to prevent his body from slipping away and disturbing anyone else.

“Ah, put on a helmet.” A thick figure sat astride the cool motorcycle he often rode to school and started it.

"No!! Geno will be the driver!! Geno isn't coming!!" Jeno started yelling until people in the parking lot seemed to turn and look.

“Shhh, listen to Jaemin this time. Jeno is drunk right now and Jaemin is going to take Jeno back to his dorm.” Jaemin's calloused fingers ended up on Jeno's thin lips. So that he could quiet down and slowly explain to some people.

“Why does Jaemin have to be the one riding? Isn't Jeno usually the one who rides Jaemin? Why? Why!! Oops!" Jeno started yelling again. This time, his mouth was muffled by a hand.

Jaemin turned to look at the person in front of the pub who was looking at him with a strange expression. Jaemin only smiled teasingly back.

Right now, Jaemin is trying to control himself while driving on the road. By the time I was able to calm my body down and allow myself to ride in the back, it was really tiring. But it looks like he's probably asleep right now.

“This..Jaeminna..” Jeno's sleepy voice was accompanied by a tight embrace from the person behind him.

“Yes, what?” Jaemin turned back to Jeno for a moment before returning his attention to the road.

“Next time, don't forget to invite Jeno to the party again,” Jeno said in a low voice. I suspect that some of them must be completely sleepy.

“But if Jeno acts naughty like this, Jaemin won't let Jeno watch over him,” Jaemin replied.

“Who came up with this joke?!” A thin hand slammed into Jaemin's hard stomach.

"Ouch!!"

“Next time, if I tell you to come back and you still don't come back. Jeno will drink the whole bottle too!!” Jeno shouted into the ear of the motorcycle rider.

“Yes, next time I will listen to Jeno,” Jaemin replied in a teasing tone.

"very good!! Jeno loves Jaemin.” Jeno whispered into Jaemin's ear again. He noticed that Jaemin's ears were red and he laughed.

“I love Jeno too.” A hand came up and gently stroked the helmet of the person sitting behind him.

A hand slowly loosens its grip from Jaemin's waist..

“Oh!! Jeno!! Take your hands off of there!! Don't be arrogant with me!!”

By the time he was able to regain his balance and put his hand on his waist again, Jaemin was almost dead 2-3 minutes ago.

I won't let any drink down Geno's throat from now on except cow's milk. Jaemin swears!!!