I Don't Understand But I Luv U - Kim Mingyu FF 💎

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Mingyu, with the intoxicated Yn draped over his shoulder, carried her up to their room. Yn's giggles and nonsensical rambling filled the hallway as they made their way to their cozy sanctuary. The other Seventeen members continued to enjoy the night with more singing and dancing.

Inside their dimly lit room, Mingyu gently placed Yn on their bed. She was in a euphoric state, her cheeks flushed and her eyes filled with mirth. Mingyu found her disheveled playfulness utterly endearing.

He took a moment to remove her shoes and helped her into more comfortable sleepwear, trying not to laugh too much at her tipsy antics. Yn's smile was infectious, and he couldn't help but be drawn into her playful world.

As he settled beside her on the bed, Yn's laughter slowly subsided, and she began to drift into a deep, alcohol-induced slumber. Mingyu watched her with a tender expression, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. The room was filled with the gentle sounds of their breathing and the warmth of their shared love.

He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, whispering, "Goodnight, my love."

With Yn nestled in his arms, Mingyu gradually succumbed to the effects of the soju-laden evening, pulling her closer, ensuring she felt safe and cherished through the night.

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In the living room, the remaining Seventeen members were in varying stages of inebriation, and the hilarity of the situation only escalated.

Hoshi, who had initiated the soju festivities, suddenly found himself overwhelmed with emotion. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched a nearby cushion...which only made everyone else laugh even harder.

D.K, not to be outdone, His limbs flailed in different directions, and his facial expressions shifted from exuberant joy to utter confusion, leaving the others in stitches.

Vernon, on the other hand, decided to play a game of 'statue' in the middle of the room. He stood stock-still, attempting to mimic a piece of art, much to the amusement of the rest of the members, who were quick to capture these 'masterpieces' with their smartphones.

The laughter was contagious, and the absurdity of the moment only fueled their intoxicated revelry. The living room transformed into a carnival of drunken antics, a testament to the enduring bond of friendship that defined Seventeen.

Seungkwan's theatrical exit from the revelry sent the room into peals of laughter.

At first, the members assumed it was another one of his dramatic antics, but when they realized he'd actually fainted, their amusement knew no bounds.
Amidst the fits of laughter, Seungcheol managed to utter, "Now, that's what I call a 'dramatic exit'!" The room erupted in mirth, as Seungkwan's comedic flair even transcended the realms of consciousness.

They didn't take long to reassure themselves that Seungkwan was fine, just overwhelmed by the alcohol and the hilarity of the evening. This incident became one more unforgettable chapter in their shared history.

As the laughter from Seungkwan's fainting episode slowly subsided, another dramatic performance unfolded, this time courtesy of Hoshi. He decided it was his turn to make a memorable impression on the intoxicated gathering.

With tears streaming down his face, Hoshi wailed dramatically, "Oh, the beauty of this moment, the camaraderie, the soju!" His voice cracked, and he clutched his chest as if overwhelmed by the sheer emotions of the night.

His theatrics sent the group into fresh peals of laughter. Seungcheol clapped him on the back, shouting amidst the hilarity, "Hoshi, you'd put even Shakespeare to shame with your drama!"