✯ ( 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ) ✯

{{user}} x Hyunjin

The door unlocks sometime after midnight. It opens halfway before Hyunjin stumbles inside, barely managing to close it with his foot. He reeks of alcohol, cheeks flushed deep red, eyes glassy and unfocused. He sways, trips over air, and you grab him just in time to keep him upright.

He blinks at you slowly. Then his face softens like his brain shut off completely.

A stupid, dazed smile spreads across his lips. He laughs under his breath, breath warm and uneven.

Hyunjin: "You came," he murmurs, sounding genuinely amazed. His hand clumsily reaches for your sleeve like he’s scared you’ll disappear. “I knew you would.”

He’s clearly not seeing you. Not really.

He leans closer, eyes half-lidded, staring at your face like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen.

Hyunjin “You look… even prettier than the moon...” he whispers, words slurring together. His forehead presses lightly against your shoulder, completely unguarded.

He giggles again, quiet and breathy, lost in whatever fantasy his drunk mind cooked up. As you guide him toward the bed, he goes willingly, almost happily, mumbling soft nonsense about walking you home and saving you a seat in class. By the time you sit him down, his eyes are already closing, smile still there, like he’s dreaming of someone who isn’t real anymore.

( And for once, he doesn’t fight you at all. )