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"One more!" I exclaim.
"One more!" Taehyung agrees, grinning with all his teeth as he pours a shot of soju into both our glasses, then holds his up to mine with a clink. "To our happiness!"
"Happiness!" I giggle, before downing the liquid down my throat, not even flinching anymore for I can barely feel it, barely feel anything, really, except happiness. So, it's no wonder that I burst into peals of uncontrollable laughter while witnessing Tae completely miss his mouth, the alcohol dripping down his chin and into his shirt, leaving streaks down his neck.
"You idiot, yah!" I can't stop laughing, and Taehyung just sits there with slumped shoulders and a pout.
"Ah, what to do?" slowly, he looks up with a mischievous glint in his eyes, pointing to his neck. "Aria, lick it off for me."
"What!" I explode, my already red face deepening in its crimson hue as I whack him on the arm. "You perv!"
"Yah, I'm your boyfriend, not a perv," he nudges me, waggling his eyebrows and leaning toward me. "Come on, no one's watching."
"You're weird," I wrinkle my nose, turning away from him to scan the Korean BBQ place we are in. We are surrounded by people eating, drinking, and chatting loudly, while we are sitting here side by side, taking shots and speaking in Korean, something we both seem to do more when we are completely wasted. But I'm not wasted enough to obey Taehyung's strange requests.
"But you still love me, right?" he nuzzles my ear with his nose, and I shrink my shoulders together, pushing him away.
"I need another drink."
I pour the remaining bit of soju into my glass, and I'm about to bring it to my lips when Taehyung interferes, his hand forcing me to put it back on the table. I sigh, staring at the full glass of happiness longingly, until it is blocked by someone with dark shaggy hair and an intense gaze, peering up at me through long lashes.
"Look at me."
"I am."
He cups his face into a flower. "Look at me."
"I am!"
He pouts again. "Then tell me I'm cute!"
I scoff. "Oh my...are you serious?"
Taehyung's expression becomes serious as he sits up properly, glancing at the drink. "Can we share it?"
"Share what? The drink?"
He nods cutely, so with a sigh, I divide the volume between us, gesturing for him to pick up his glass, but he shakes his head stubbornly. "I want your glass."
"Why?"
He smiles. "Because yours tastes better."
I frown. "It's still going to taste like soju, Taehyung, just drink -"
