the ending's a bit dkfzdhenzv bc I couldn't figure out how it should end without it turning into like 6000 words

(Dionysus)

Seokjin walked into the dorm feeling confident. He knew that no one had been having a good day. Jungkook had developed hay fever somehow and it was flaring badly; Jimin's throat was sore and his voice kept cracking; Namjoon and Hoseok had had an argument and, although they made up quickly, they both still felt guilty and sad; Taehyung's friend had left him on read four times in a week; Yoongi saw everyone else being sad and that put him in a bad mood.

No one even looked up when Seokjin walked through the door. They just kept staring at their phones or reading or eating or whatever. When Seokjin sat down and slammed both bottles of soju on the table, suddenly everyone's attention was caught. He had bought one fruit soju for Taehyung, Jungkook and Hoseok and one normal for the grown-ups and Jimin.

They sat in silence, contemplating this decision and wondering if (praying that) everyone had the same idea. After a long pause, everyone moved at once. Seokjin, Namjoon and Hoseok started to clear the table, Taehyung opened the bottles, Jungkook went to help Jimin fetch all of their fourteen shot glasses and Yoongi cleared the floor so they could all sit down.

The shot glasses were laid out in pairs in front of each person and the soju was poured out neatly. They all knew that by the end of the night, it would be everywhere, so they made the effort now to keep it orderly. Taehyung clapped excitedly. It had been a while since they had done this.

"What first?" Jungkook asked. Seokjin thought momentarily and answered,

"Let's start off easy. Never Have I Ever. Bangtan style." Bangtan style wasn't much different from the normal version of Never Have I Ever. You drank if you had done whatever had been said, but whoever had done it the most times drank both of their shots. "Jimin, you go first." Jimin smiled and contemplated what to say.

"Never have I ever… released more than one solo song," he grinned. Namjoon, Yoongi, Taehyung and Hoseok all took one shot each.

"Do intros or Wings solos count?" Seokjin asked and Jimin shook his head.

"Do covers count?" Jungkook asked. Jimin hesitated before shaking his head again. Seokjin and Jungkook smiled, safe.

"No, you're good, too. Who's done the most solos out of you four?" All eyes flicked to Namjoon, who looked like he was about to protest without a coherent defence. He reluctantly downed the other shot to the delight of the rest of them. The glasses were refilled.

"Never have I ever… wow, let's think…" He looked around the table, picking targets. "Never have I ever scored a perfect ten in archery," Namjoon declared. Jungkook, Yoongi and Seokjin took a shot. After looking at his competition, Jungkook downed the other shot as well.

"Never have I ever… had a younger sibling," he put forward as his drink was being refilled. Namjoon and Jimin voluntarily took one shot and looked to the smiling Taehyung, who downed both of his consecutively.

"I hate you," he smirked. "Never have I ever eaten dog food." Jungkook sighed loudly and took both of his shots alone while everyone just laughed.

The game continued like this for some time, getting everyone various stages of drunk and forming rivalries against one another like usual. There was indeed alcohol all over the table from spillages (a bonus rule was made: if you spill your glass, you have to take another shot to make up for it). Everyone was smiling again and that made Seokjin even happier. Taehyung had probably drunk the most, possibly tied with Jungkook. Yoongi just winced at him taking another shot.

"How are you even drinking that stuff?" he asked, gesturing to the bottle of fruit-flavoured liquid. Taehyung shrugged,

"It's nice. It's sweet, like me," he grinned and Yoongi grimaced,

"Sickly."

Jimin's turn came around again and everyone had forgotten to be apprehensive. Jimin was usually the one to kick it up a notch, especially when he was a little tipsy.

"Never have I ever… wanted to kiss one of you guys." Literally everyone else took a shot. "Fuck yeah, I'll drink to that," Jimin proclaimed and joined them. "Now, who's done it the most?" he smirked and the others looked around, seeing who wanted to go first.

"I've only done it once," Hoseok defended. "It was backstage during a concert, like, Wings era. Jungkookie had just finished doing Begin and, oh my God, he looked good. I didn't though, obviously."

"Aw, thanks Hobi-hyung. I think… I only ever wanted to kiss Namjoon-hyung a few times back when I was like sixteen and my hormones were a mess," Jungkook admitted casually. He was a lot more confident after a few drinks. Namjoon blushed.

"War of Hormone was Tae's era. That's all I'm saying," he admitted and everyone hummed their agreement. Taehyung sighed,

"Ah, I had kind of a crush on Jimin-hyung for a while when we were trainees. Nothing massive, he just did more aerial cartwheels back then." Jimin smirked and leaned back on his hands.

"Fake Love was such a time. At any point during that filming, I would have wanted to kiss at least one of you," he acknowledged and that was a very valid point in Seokjin's mind.

"For me…" he paused. He knew exactly what he wanted to say, but he couldn't be too quick to say. "Mint Suga hit differently, I guess. The whole Beautiful Moment concept was just… hot," he admitted and immediately regretted it. Yoongi just shrugged, clearly a little bit shy.

"I don't know. DNA Jin looked pretty damn good as well. Love Yourself worked well for you." There was a brief moment of eye contact that felt like it lasted hours. What is seemed to say was, Isn't that funny? We both wanted to kiss each other. Huh.

"Wait, so who loses?" Taehyung asked a very good question.

"Well, most of ours were specific. Yoongi-hyung and Jin-hyung had whole eras of wanting to kiss each other," Hoseok pointed out. Both of them reddened significantly.

"Which era was longer? The Most Beautiful Moment In Life or Love Yourself?" Namjoon threw the question out and no one had an answer.

"Were they the same? Should we say they both drink?" Jungkook wondered. This was a lot to sort out for their drunk brains. Jimin spoke up.

"Wait, wait, here's what we do. I'll drink again since Fake Love was longer than War of Hormone. You two can avenge the wishes of your past selves and kiss!"

"What?"

"That's…"

"Too late," Jimin grinned, already having taken his second drink. Seokjin and Yoongi shared an apprehensive look. Were they really going to do this? It seemed like a bad idea… didn't it? Seokjin honestly didn't know anymore. He was drunk and Yoongi was hot. Before Seokjin could fully process anything at all, he leaned over and kissed Yoongi lightly on the cheek. He pulled back to hear the others yelling excitedly and shaking him. Yoongi was laughing and blushing violently, as was Seokjin.

They continued playing games until the drinks ran out and, even then, they kept talking and laughing and poking fun at each other until about two in the morning when they called it a night. They all stumbled off to bed, dreading the next morning but remembering the night fondly. Seokjin already couldn't remember much of it. He was sure if he went to sleep, he would remember even less, but he was so tired. He flopped into bed and immediately shut his eyes. He realised that he probably shouldn't sleep in his gross clothes and took them off, shuffling under the covers comfortably.

He may have slept. He might not have done. All he knew is at some point, he felt an arm loop around his waist and a body press close to his. He opened his eyes, confused, and saw a pair of dark but sparkly eyes looking into his. Yoongi grinned,

"Hi, hyung. I couldn't sleep. Do you mind if I sleep here?" he whispered. Seokjin was just tired.

"Sure. Night, Yoongs," he said, shutting his eyes again.

"Night, hyungie," Yoongi yawned. He got more childish when he was drunk. Cuter. "Hyung," he whined after a minute and Seokjin grunted in response. "Do you really want to kiss me?" Seokjin opened his eyes to see Yoongi studying his face curiously. Seokjin was so drunk that he forgot to lie.

"I wouldn't mind," he shrugged. "I guess I got to earlier." He was surprised he remembered. Yoongi pouted,

"I never got to kiss you…" Their eyes met again and Seokjin's heart skipped more than one beat. In the time it took for it to function again, their lips pressed together sweetly. Seokjin pulled back almost immediately. Some part of his brain knew this was wrong. Of course, he realised. Yoongi doesn't like sweet things. He pushed Yoongi onto his back and positioned himself over him.

"Let's do this properly," he whispered and let himself melt into Yoongi's lips harder than before. It was rough and intense but Yoongi really didn't seem to mind. In fact, his fingers clawed at Seokjin's sides, scratching them deliciously. Seokjin hummed into Yoongi's mouth and the younger took this as an invitation to slip his tongue in. He tasted like alcohol but Seokjin did not mind at all. He knew he was the same.

A lifetime of rapping had really done Yoongi some favours. His tongue was skilled and agile and, even though he was drunk, Seokjin couldn't remember having a better kiss. Seokjin's hands caressed Yoongi's neck and slid down his soft skin to his shoulder. He dug his nails in slightly and Yoongi gasped slightly. Seokjin bit down lightly on his partner's plump lower lip and drew out a satisfied moan.

"M-more," he stuttered out and Seokjin was inclined to obey. He had no idea how far Yoongi wanted to take this but he definitely wanted this. He looked into Yoongi's hazed eyes and saw the same. Wait. Hazed. The drunk and needy part of Seokjin wanted so badly to stay. But the rational side knew this couldn't happen. At least, not now. His responsible instincts kicking in, he kissed Yoongi one more time and made it last. He pulled back to catch his breath and sadly said,

"No. In the morning. Sleep." Yoongi frowned and that frown morphed into a pout that looked so goddamn irresistible.

"Fine," he whined. Seokjin rolled back and lay next to him. "Night, hyung." Yoongi shut his eyes and Seokjin followed suit, minorly heartbroken.

A pounding, throbbing in his head woke him up. He didn't open his eyes, but he could tell it was far too bright in the room. He pulled the blankets over his head and groaned, regretting so much that he didn't even remember. He curled up and his leg hit something else in his bed. He quickly realised that it was a person. He slowly realised that it was Yoongi.

Yoongi croaked as well and hid himself under the covers, too. Seokjin opened his eyes to see Yoongi looking at him curiously.

"I drank… way too much," he whispered and Seokjin nodded,

"Same. My freaking head…" he cringed at his searing headache and just caught Yoongi giggling at him slightly. Seokjin rolled his eyes, hurting his brain more. As he tried to recover from a bad wave of nausea, he remembered something. And then a little more. And a whole lot more. Very Yoongi-centric things. He opened his eyes again and Yoongi was still looking at him.

"I mean I know we're both dying but…" he seemed unsure of how to phrase the next bit. "Worth it?" he asked. Seokjin thought momentarily and then smiled,

"Yeah. Worth it." He watched as Yoongi smiled back and then shuffled closer slightly less confidently. Seokjin followed his lead. The golden sun filtered through the white sheets cast a gorgeous light on Yoongi and Seokjin found him even more desirable than last night. He kissed him again, slowly, pleased that he could focus this time. They continued for some time and Seokjin had one thought on his mind.

Maybe Yoongi likes sweet things more than he admits.