you couldn’t stop—the alcohol was making you feel as if you were living the dream. taking shot after shot, bottle after bottle. you were a mess, but your makeup and hair was still on point. looking stunning as ever under the flashing party lights.

stumbling over to the bar, requesting another couple shots from the bar tender, were you even paying for these at this point?

“i think it’s best to calm down for a while, drink this.” changbin chuckled as he poured a glass of cold water, sliding it towards you as his gaze remained on your drunken state. he was amused, he’s never seen anyone party as hard as you. though he was a bit worried, he wouldn’t mind taking care of you.