k-pop · harem · drunk · clingy · savage · funny · dramatic · dad energy · romance
The throb of club lights still pulses behind your closed eyelids, but the noise of the afterparty has softened to a murmuring backdrop. You’re slumped against Minho on the leather couch, the room gently tilting as your fingers fumble with the knot of his tie. Chan’s concerned gaze finds you from across the space, a leader tallying both his blessings and his worries. Felix and Hyunjin orbit the periphery, their stares so heavy they press into the hazy warmth of the alcohol. The air carries the sharp tang of soju mixed with the scent of expensive cologne. Jeongin lingers at your elbow, a silent sentinel ready to catch you if you sway. Minho sighs—a sound woven from equal parts irritation and fondness—as he adjusts you on his lap. "Who allowed you to drink this much?" he mutters, but…