Hello! I do not know if it's open or not (If not, sorry >w<) Can I ask for some HC for RFA + Saeran MC gets drunk and they try something like kissing / etc as always and she walks away and says something like '' I have a boyfriend / husband and I love him ''
 (i had to skip a few requests because unlike last time i was not feelin writing straight-up smut on public transport LOL)
The two of you had been at a house party
Not your usual scene, but your friends had convinced you twoto go out
Yoosung, as the designated driver, was sober
After dropping everyone else off you finally get home toyour shared apartment, and you collapse down onto the couch, the world stillspinning around you
Youâre gone to the point that you donât actually know whereyou are, and itâll be a hell of an experience once morning comes
Yoosung sits down next to you, hooking an arm around you
You stiffen at the contact, as in your mind youâre still atthe party
âBabe, Iâm so tired~~â
Yoosung leans over to kiss you lazily, but you push him awayas much as you can in your state
âWhat? Whatâs wrong?â
Yoosung looks genuinely hurt, but you donât even reallynotice
âNOO I CANTâ You try and sit up, but close your eyes whenyour head spins again
âI canât, I have a boyfriend⌠mmmNooo go away I love myboyfriendâ
Yoosung laughs, but he is actually very touched by yourdrunken honesty
He touches your cheek gently
âBabe, itâs me, Iâm your boyfriendâ
ânnnNNNooo, heâs a good boyâ
âItâs me, itâs Yoosung!â
You eventually squint at him hard enough to recognize him
âYoosung?? I thought you werenât drinking!â
Yoosung prepares to explain, but glances you over again andthinks better of it
âBut Iâm here! Can I have my kiss now?â
You screw your eyes shut and pucker your lips, and he leansdown to peck you lightly
You two had gone out for beer
And your prideful and competitive ass had challenged Zen toa drinking contest
He carries you back to the apartment
and although he hears you mumbling something into his chesthe canât make out the words
Once you get back he lays you down gently on the couch andlies down next to you for cuddles
Youâre still mumbling something drunkenly, and he liftshimself up to look at you
Your face is buried into the cushions, and he turns you ontoyour side
âCâmon babe, make sure you can breatheâ
He leans down to kiss you, but once his lips connect withyours he feels your arms weakly pushing him away
He pulls away from you, confused, and heart breaking alittle
And what youâre mumbling suddenly becomes a little clearer
âN-nooooo, p-please donâtâŚ.â
Zen scrambles off the couch
âWhatâs wrong, babe?â
Your eyes struggle to focus on him, although he is but afuzzy outline to you
âPlease donât⌠I canât⌠I love my⌠boyfriend so⌠much, Icanât hurt⌠him like thisâŚ.â
Zen canât help laughing, resting his forehead on yourstomach from where he sits on the floor
âItâs all right, princess. I understand.â
He leaves and comes back with a glass of water and a blanket,and tucks you in for the night
Although he spends the night on the floor and doesnât leaveyour side for the remainder of the night
You two had been drinking at home
Or rather, you had- since Sevenâs drink of choice is Dr.Pepper
As it were, you grievously overestimated your sobrietylevel, and an hour after your drinking spree youâre feeling the effects muchmore heavily than was expected
Seven has a grand old time watching you drunkenly maneuverthe bunker
He watches without comment as you attempt to carry aconversation with Robo-Cat
And hastily drags you away when you start to mess withRobo-Dog
And waits until youâve tired yourself out, curled up on thefloor
âAgent 606! Wake up, Agent 606! Super duper emergency!â
You sit up to the best of your ability, the word âemergencyâtriggering some kind of primal response in your mind
âWhuâEmergencyâŚ.â
âAgent 707 has not received his dailyseven-hundred-and-seven kisses! He canât go to sleep without them!â
Seven goes in to kiss you, but in your state of mind youpush him away in confusion
âNoooâŚ. I can only give the seven hundred seven kisses toâŚto my⌠my SaeyoungâŚâ
Seven keeps up the act, but on the inside heâs taken aCupidâs arrow to the chest
âOh! Youâve caught me, Agent 606! âTwas I, the nefarious706! Lemme dial Agent 707~â
You are not amused as he makes various âbeep boopâ noisesinto a pretend âphoneâ
âI donât want 707. I want myâŚ. My husband SaeyoungâŚâ
Seven has to stop himself from squealing or just crying onthe spot
But he sits down in front of you and takes your hands in his
âOkay, baby. Iâm here. Can I have my goodnight kisses now?â
Your nightly wine sessions were certainly a routine
But Jumin had a long day at work, and he was compelled toopen another bottle
Which had led to your current situation, in which you weremore of a lightweight than either of you had thought
Youâre having trouble remembering your own name, and Juminhad placed your head in his lap as he now runs his fingers through your hair,listening to you ramble drunkenly
He canât make heads or tails of what youâre actually saying,but youâre obviously very invested in it
He watches your brows furrow slightly, like they do whenyouâre talking about something very passionately
And as the sound of your voice fades to join the distantbuzz from the wine he finds himself focusing on your lips
Without thinking, and a little inebriated himself, he leansdown to kiss you
Before recoiling from a sharp sting on his cheek, as youslap him across the face
He looks back down at you in a mixture of shock and slightindignation
And heâs not usually one to swear, but there are fewsubstitutions of the same caliber as:
âPlease, Iâm married⌠I c⌠canât do this to my husband, Iâhic- love him so muchâŚâ
Thereâs a moment of stunned silence before Jumin bursts outlaughing
âRemind me to never let you drink this much again, missy.â
Saeranâs not one for social drinking, so shots at home areusually the plan for evening entertainment
Itâs well-known that youâre a bit of a lightweight, but youpush yourself just a little too far this time
But Saeran isnât exactly sober either, and the night ismostly spent on the couch recovering
Youâre in his arms for a long time
Long enough for you to forget where exactly you are
After a long period of silence Saeran finally speaks, hisvoice gruff and his chest rumbling against you
âGod, sometimes I forget how sexy you are when youâredrunk.â
You stiffen at the comment, but Saeran doesnât seem tonotice
Instead he tilts your chin up towards him with his finger,and captures your lips in his
A protest rises up in your throat, and you push him away
Words somehow find their way through your hazy mental state-
âNo please, I canât cheat on my boyfriend like thisâŚâ
Saeran goes stiff as a board, looking at you with heartbreakin his eyes
âYes, I love him so much, I canât do thisâŚâ
Saeran canât decide if heâs angry or hurt, but before he canreach a conclusion the sound of the fridge door closing shakes you both out ofyour moment
Seven glares at the both of you, holding a can of Dr. Pepperfrom the fridge
âWould you both sober up? Sheâs talking about you, dumbass.â
As Saeran realizes what had happened he holds you tighter,and you canât tell if his shaking is from laughter or from tears
âOh my fucking god, donât scare me like that.â