bathroom 。

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta "I'll take care of you then, too. But you're far too pretty to be a mess." Hoseok leaned into Yuta's touch, his presence and warmth pleasantly distracting from the swimming of his head.

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho "Nothing wrong with being a whole softie." Yuta laughed softly, his thumb smoothing over Hoseok's cheekbone as the other moved away. "You haven't seen me be a mess yet, then we'll be even."

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta "I'm sorry I'm such a mess, though." Hoseok murmured regretfully against Yuta's throat before he eased back. "I've never been good with alcohol... But I guess I got even softer over the break."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho "I'm glad you think so." Yuta smiled fondly, his free hand running through Hoseok's hair as the other moved closer.

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta "My stomach or the fact that you're in my lap?" Hoseok asked softly, feeling well enough to lean forward to nuzzle into the crook of the smaller male's neck. "Both are okay."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Yuta laughed at his words, one hand sliding down Hoseok's chest to gently rub at his stomach. "Is this okay?" He mumbled softly, lifting his head up so he could look at Wonho.

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Hoseok didn't have it in him to protest further. He still felt like his insides were trying to turn themselves out, but having Yuta there was undeniably soothing. "Oh, stop. I'm with a beautiful guy in my lap and I couldn't even dream of getting hard right now. I don't deserve to be flattered." He chuckled weakly, tipping his head back against the tiles.

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho "I care about you, Wonnie. Let me take care of you, darling." Yuta mumbled softly, pressing his lips to Wonho's cheek and letting out a shaky breath as he looked at the other male with a tiny smile. "You're still handsome, even looking at your worst."

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Wonho let out a dismayed whine when Yuta insisted on staying, but brought a hand up to gently rest on the other's bare thigh. He appreciated the comfort. He truly did. But, God, he did not want the elder to witness the inevitable, tequila induced deterioration of his appearance as he was left to puke his guts up into the toilet and crawl back to sob in a ball on the shower floor. "Yuta, please..."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho "I'm not leaving you." Yuta mumbled softly, moving to sit half in Wonho's lap in the tiny stall and pressing his nose into the other male's cheek as he continued to his hair. "That would make me a bad friend."

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Wonho's eyes fluttered closed at the soothing feeling of Yuta's fingers carding through his hair, lips parting his a soft sigh. The comfort was short lived, though, as whenever he sought the darkness behind his lids, the equilibrium of the world shifted and he had to force his eyes open again. "Just leave me here. There's no way I can even lay down right now. I'll end up right back here." He muttered pitifully and tilted his head to rest it against the cool, tiled wall. The hot water from the shower was only making him feel even more clammy and gross in that moment, but he often laid in it even after it went cold on nights like this.

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Yuta paused for a moment before Wonho's meaning registered, and he laughed slightly as he ran his fingers through Wonho's blond hair. "I'm glad you're okay. Let's get you all cleaned up before we get you up all those stairs to bed. This is why I picked the biggest bedroom on the first floor."

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Not expecting to have startled the other, Wonho head lolled back so he could glance up at him with slightly dazed eyes when he felt Yuta's hands on his cheeks. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay." He answered slowly after a moment. "Not the worse pounding my has taken, but not the best either."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Yuta smiled slightly at Wonho's words, the smile instantly disappearing when the other male fell. He moved to join him in the tiny shower stall, his hands on Wonho's face as he looked at the other with wide eyes. ", are you okay?"

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Though his eyes felt heavy, Wonho idly watched Yuta gracefully slip out of his clothes as well, admiring his lithe form and all that smooth, unblemished skin. He was like art. "If okay is suddenly , then yes." He replied morosely and turned to carefully step into the shower, keeping his hand on the wall for support. The man's body looked like it was carved out of sleek marble as the water cascaded over him, all taut, defined muscle cut and shaped through tireless work. His broad chest and back tapered down to a surprisingly tiny waist, the one remnant of how small he'd once been. Reaching up to slick back his hair, he turned to slide down the tiled wall, but slipped toward the end and plopped on the floor with a bit less finesse than he'd hoped, wincing. "Oh, ."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho "My mouth ain't getting anywhere near yours until your stomach gets stronger or until you get it all out." Yuta laughed quietly, making quick work of getting Wonho before taking a step back to pull his own crop top and skinny jeans off of his body. "You still feeling okay?"

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta A soft laugh escaped him as Yuta insisted to help, his gaze flickering to watch the sober male's fingers deftly undo his buttons far quicker than he ever could. "Wow. I took someone home and they're getting me . This night turned out better than I thought." He mused playfully as he stumbled back, his broad shoulders hitting the wall and giving some much needed support.

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Yuta quickly slipped off his shoes and followed Wonho even when the other male pulled away from him, not caring if his own clothes got wet from his close proximity to the shower as he reached up to help him with the buttons. "Hey, let me help you, you stubborn ."

@ΔΧΛ ⁴ yuta Wonho pinballed off the walls a bit when they finally managed to the house, his balance quickly deteriorating as he struggled to leave his shoes in the doorway. God bless Yuta and his valiant attempt to keep his bulky body steady, because the blonde was sure as well making it even more difficult. It was a relief when he finally made it to the bathroom and peeled himself away from the older male, hand feeling along the wall until he came to the first shower stall. Not even caring about the company, he fumbled to undo the buttons on his shirt after turning on the water, the sound of it pattering against the tile somewhat soothing.