But What Else Can I Do?

Never Ever

Bonus: Drunken Jinson

"Now kiss" Mark's voice broke the silence, Jinyoung stared into Jackson's large brown eyes. He looked cute as always. The panic rose in his chest, realisation of what Mark just said setting in. Kiss... his heart skipped a beat and he bit his lip anxiously. Before his intoxicated brain had time to process the situation or think of an appropriate answer, Jackson leant forward his velvet lips pressed against Jinyoungs. 

His eyes fluttered closed in response, his whole body seemed to relax at Jackson's touch as he allowed himself to kiss him back, breathing in Jackson's sweet scent and tasting his strawberry lip balm. As quickly as it happened it was over and Jinyoung was left breathless, mentally begging for more. Jackson beamed down at him, sucking in his bottom lip as if he was savouring the moment, he clasped Jinyoung's hand, the warmth spreading through him. "See we'll be fine fake boyfriend" he giggled, his thumb rubbing the back of his hand softly. He leant round Jinyoung, playful eyes meeting Jaebeom's "Your turn" he smirked.

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Jinyoung stared in shock as the bedroom door slammed shut, the shouts and whistles quickly fell silent. His drunk brain was taking longer than usual to process what was going on, he flipped round to Jackson, eyes wide, feeling scandalised. "YAH!" he smacked out at him playfully, Jackson giggling as he attempted to defend himself. "Why couldn't you have sense like that?" he complained, smacking relentlessly. 

Jackson laughing hysterically beneath his glare, he caught his wrists and despite his struggles Jinyoung couldn't overpower him. He was once again locked in place by Jackson he sighed... "Is this cause I kissed you?" he smirked his eyebrow raising "It was only a practice... I mean I can take you into the bedroom if you want?" he grinned wider, releasing his wrists and snaking his arms up the back of Jinyoung's shirt, his whole body trembled in response.

"Yahhh! You crazy..." Jinyoung yelled wriggling away, faintly aware of the others laughing at them. Jackson slid down, ducking his head underneath a pillow and Jinyoung took it as his opportunity to pounce, clambering over him awkwardly, just about managing to pin his arms down either side of his head "Enough" he huffed. They both smiled at each other, giggling breathlessly "See, I knew I'd win" Jackson said shakily, taking in deep breaths. 

"What? How?" Jinyoung moaned, adjusting his grip on his wrists "I am literally pinning you down right now?" he said trying to avoid eye contact, he felt a blush creeping up his neck. "Exactly" Jackson winked, biting his bottom lip. "Shall we just move to the bedroom now... or traumatise our friends some more?" Jinyoung felt his cheeks burn crimson as he quickly disengaged scrambling away from Jackson. 

He turned on his heel, feeling dizzy, his flight reaction taking over as he wandered away towards the spare bedroom. "Hold up! I was Joking!" he heard Jackson call but he waved a hand dismissively. He thought he'd got away until Jackson's sculpted arms slid round his waist holding him in a tight back hug, his head rested on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Jinyoung-ie" Jackson squeaked shyly, and he felt his insides melt as he gave up resisting and snuggled back into him. "It's ok" he nodded as Jackson led him back to the sofa.

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Jinyoung snuggled into Jackson's chest, matching his breathing. He lied their contently listening to the shallow rise and fall, his eyes fluttering shut, his mind begging him to stay awake and enjoy this whilst he could. The door banged open loudly, breaking everyone out of their bubbles. Jaebeom walked out, face crimson. "What" he growled, glaring around the room before flopping down the other side of the sofa.

Youngjae followed quietly behind, head hung low, face crimson and snuggled himself into the single chair beside Jaebeom. They all exchanged awkward smiles, Yugyeom stifling a giggle as Bambam waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Bedtime" Mark stated scowling at the youngest two, handing out blankets, tripping over bodies littering the floor.

"Hey" Jackson said softly, Jinyoung looked up at him through his lashes. He was so beautiful, how didn't he see it? Soft, round lips, perfectly sculpted jaw line and deep intense brown eyes... you could get lost in. He breathed in shakily. How'd he get so lucky to have him in his life? "Jinyoung-ie, as much as I love this" Jackson paused, chewing on his lip slightly, grinning down at him. 

"I have to move so you can sleep" he wriggled slightly underneath him but Jinyoung gripped his t-shirt tightly. "Come on, you need to rest" he smirked, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. "I'm not going far" he whispered into his ear, all Jinyoung's nerves awoke at the sound, at the closeness. "Ok seunnie" he mewed, squeezing him tightly one last time. "If only you were this affectionate when you're sober" Jackson giggled, sliding away. Jinyoung shifted up the sofa, lying down. If only you knew he thought before allowing his eyes to close.

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Jaebeom awoke, dazed and feeling out of place. He rubbed at his bleary eyes haphazardly, attempting to stretch out, his foot connected with someone else and he recoiled quickly. He opened his eyes, the bright light making his head pound harder. He glared over at the sleeping figure, it was just Jinyoung, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was sprawled out the other end of the sofa, snoring peacefully. 

He forced himself to sit out, causing his head to spin, attempting to look around the room. Yugyeom was still tucked up on the chair and Jackson and Bambam were stretched out on the floor, there was no sign of Mark or Youngjae. He panicked, trying to stand shakily but a strong hand caught him by the elbow guiding him back down and handing him a glass of water. 

"Sit down hyung" Youngjae squeaked softly, stifling a small giggle. "Hmmm" Jaebeom hummed in appreciation taking a large sip. He looked up at Youngjae through his hair, he was the same Youngjae, yet something felt different.... He just couldn't place why.

A loud groan from the floor area made his head throb, he turned sharply to glare down at the source of the noise, a small limp figure sprawled out on the floor, his head spun as he moved. "Bam-ah!" he snapped, "If you don't shut up, I'll throw you out!" he whimpered holding his head. Youngjae laughed loudly, attempting to block the noise with a pillow, as more groans emanated from the other semi-conscious men around them.

 "Hyung, you're the one being loud!" Yugyeom whined loudly, pulling the blanket over his head. Mark rolled his eyes, pulling it away from him "It's daytime idiot" he teased, moving to nudge Jackson with his foot. "Up everyone, I've made hangover soup" he stated loudly, pulling at Bambam. Jinyoung sat up, stretching wide and complaining "I am NEVER drinking again" he muttered before sloping off to the bathroom.

"I liked drunk Jinyoung" Jackson said with a wink, before stumbling over to the table causing another round of laughter. Jaebeom watched as Jinyoung ducked out the room, ears burning red. He winced at the loud noise, trudging his way over to the dining room table.

He flopped down as Mark placed a bowl in front of him "Eat. Drink water" he scolded, moving his can of Coke away. "How comes you're ok?" he whined, and Mark laughed, "Cause I'm not a lightweight like you lot" he continued setting the table waiting for the others to arrive. "Heyy, hyung I'm not a lightweight" Yugyeom whined as he dropped himself at the table still cocooned in a blanket. 

"No blankets at the table" Mark stated, marching him away quickly. "When did Mark become our mother?" Jackson snorted, sighing happily as he took a large mouthful of food. "I don't know but this is good" said Jinyoung, smiling appreciatively. "I'm glad we got to have fun like this before you go away" Bambam said sweetly, "Yah, someone check his temperature!" Jaebeom snorted back "No! I'm serious! We're going to miss you" he said gesturing over to Yugyeom. 

"Is he being sappy?" Mark giggled, wrapping himself around his shoulder "Our sweetie" he teased ruffling his hair. Jaebeom glanced round the table, everyone eating and drinking, chatting softly. He would miss them all too, he smiled gently and continued eating.