control

Wonshik laughs at the other’s comment, sounds deep and slurry like a black cherry cola slushee. “Am I at least a hot mess?” Wonshik asks, eyes glinting. It’s getting harder and harder to keep from these…darker messy thoughts from taking over. Vinny looked nice, probably smelled nice and dear god Wonshik wanted to try. But no, Wonshikkie! That was inappropriate! And he didn’t remember at the moment if Vinny was into that kind of nonsense. He probably was since Wonshik is the only twenty-two year old alive who was still painfully a virgin. 

Least that means he’ll get taken care of nicely when their dicks pop out.

Wait-

Vinny is taking the cup from his hand but Wonshik wasn’t noticing because he was spacing. His mind had filled with thoughts of what dancing with Vinny was like. Would it be awkward like that “Save room for Jesus” thing, or would it be filthy like they belonged in a porno? Wonshik was scarily excited for either because Wonshik really wanted to touch and move. Vinny is guiding him to the dance floor and it takes all of Wonshik’s self control not to make some sort of babbled happy noise at it– although he might’ve made it anyway, he couldn’t tell.

The music switched to something latin-y, with a thick beat and guitar…things. Wonshik started moving on his own accord, not exactly remembering how or what but his hips started their swaying. Usually he was a terrible dancer– painfully awkward and not really knowing exactly what in the world he was doing, but with this amount of alcohol in his system there was no room to be self-conscious. His moves weren’t exactly the smoothest; they still had just the slightest, inexperienced undertones, but it wasn’t as bad as it could be. He could be doing the sprinkler like he did at one party.

a hot mess.

vincent really shouldn’t respond with an honest answer to that question. honesty might turn into more than he’s ready to give. but oops it’s spilling out of his lips anyways vinny no--

“yes. a very hot mess,” he murmurs, leaning in a little too close before pulling away to a semi-comfortable distance even though he really wanted to feel wonshik’s breath on his lips again. it’s not long before he’s back up close again though, hands naturally finding their way to wonshik’s hips. it’s so normal for vinny. he’s good at this. at picking up guys. but wonshik is not a guy he should be picking up. this is danny’s very, very good friend, who is also two years older than him but acts younger than vinny.

his body sure as hell doesn’t mimic the age wonshik’s personality does, though. vinny’s hands squeeze at lean hips, gently guiding wonshik closer to him. he keeps him from flailing about, but also drags him in until their noses barely touch. vincent’s lips part with a very soft exhale, the smell of their breath mingling not the greatest thing as it was heavy with alcohol, but he can’t find it in himself to care. he’s more worried about getting the older male closer, fingers dipping under the waistband of his pants for a better hold.

Wonshik is swaying, but he doesn’t think he’s swaying. Luckily there was a hand on his arm to keep him upright as he concentrates on not dropping his drink on the floor to flex his fingers. He really needed to flex his fingers, and also crack them. A wide grin cracks across his face as he looks at his beloved buddy ole pal ole friend-o of his. 

“It’s nice to see you too, Vinnay!” His words are slurred, and he has no concept of volume control, but that’s fine because Vinny was here! It takes his brain about five seconds to realize what the other was talking about before he answered.

“Oh!” His eyes go large, his eyebrows rising incredibly. “Yeah I was just about to get another– you want sum?” Wonshikkie tilts his head a little as he asks, still smiley, eyes sparkly, so happy, so far gone and blissed the fuck out. 

In the back of his mind he’s always known that Vinny was…attractive, but for forever he always kept those thoughts far away as possible. But now these thoughts were here. They were present. They were ready. For what, Wonshik didn’t actually know, but forbidden thoughts were weaseling their ways in and with his defenses shot with fireball, there really wasn’t anything keeping them at bay. His sober self would be panicking, probably, but sober Wonshik can’t come to the phone right now. In his stead is blackout Wonshik, and he was ready to bare all his secrets to anyone who was willing to listen. 

Already forgetting that he offered to get the other a drink, Wonshik barrels onwards with another question. “Did you wanna dance?” The fact that there was about maybe two people dancing didn’t bother him a bit, because Wonshik was rather thinking if he started dancing it would make a domino effect. Things like this typically happen when he was drunk– not that he necessarily remembers all of them in the morning. 

vinny can easily spot how far gone wonshik is, his parental instinct making a half-hearted attempt to kick in but it dies down rather quickly due to the alcohol in his own system. he definitely won’t be allowing wonshik to leave his sight, though. he’s not that far gone himself.

the younger winces slightly at the volume, a small laugh passing his lips. “you’re a mess. i can hear you just fine. don’t gotta yell at me there wonshik,” he teases before wonshik is talking again. it’s hard to believe this boy is older than him, but he feels like he’s in that situation a lot. vinny tends to act a lot more mature than nearly anyone around him, and wants to baby even people five years his senior. it’s habit, by now.

gently taking the cup from wonshik with his free hand, he finishes what’s left before shaking his head at wonshik. “i think you’ve had more than enough, you should probably sit down before you collapse on me, shik.” but then the offer to dance... is hard to refuse. he isn’t even sure how much they’re going to be dancing in this state, wonshik looking ready to fall over at any moment. but, vinny is slowly starting to stop thinking with his brain, and more so with his dick as their little exchange continues. he really needs to stop. this is his baby brother’s friend.

hello to our lovely members! this is your admin egg here to share our first drabble meme! this time around, we’re doing something special! not only will you get to have loads of fun writing, but you also have the chance to gain points for your characters !

for this challenge, you will be awarded ONE (1) point for every TWO (2) people you send a meme to! whichever account you send the meme from will be awarded the points, and this works up until you hit ask limit! (you can still send asks from other accounts/anonymous, you just need to stop collecting points after ask limit!) 

the only main rule is that in order for it to count for points, it has to be off of anonymous! so with that, have fun!!

!! @ccvinny tw !! alcohol

Surprisingly, Wonshik knows more about fashion then people tend to think. He wouldn’t necessarily blame them considering his legendary hero attire, but Wonshik would not be caught dead with socks with sandals, and a dad t-shirt if his life depended on it ( unless it was funny– then he might make an exception ). Perhaps this was Danny rubbing off on him, but Wonshik would rather wear something that made it seem like he might have his life together.

Speaking of McGoth, Wonshik is currently wearing something the other had once said made him look like “sex on legs” whatever the fuck that means. His faded mint hair was slicked back messily, black jeans hugging his chicken legs in the right places as if to make it look like he actually had more mass than he did. A loose, white button-up made of something that felt expensive was tucked into the front of his jeans, unbuttoned at the top just to let his collarbones peak. Finished with some silver bracelets, a ring or two, black leather shoes and belt, he knew he looked expensive to anyone who didn’t know any better.

There was only one reason he wasn’t rotting on his couch right now, watching bad movies and shoveling popcorn into his mouth as if he was a majestic, starving horse: he was partying. 

Wonshik was past the point of no return at this party of a friend of a friend of a friend’s. He didn’t know anyone here, but that was fine because after about seven shots of fireball later, Wonshik was so shitfaced he could barely remember what his own name was. There was music playing but no one was dancing and Wonshik thinks that’s a shame. Spinning on his heels, he goes to get a cup filled with whatever only to bump right into a face that was more than familiar.

“Vinnay!!”

it’s not all the time that vinny has the time to go to parties, with how much he works. but when he does have time, however, he’s usually at a party looking for a hookup. he likes to dress for the occasion as well, button-up shirt unbuttoned much further downwards than wonshik’s, a necklace with a tiger pendant sitting on the center of his chest, and skintight leather jeans clinging to his legs. it’s not that much different from his hero outfit, but it’s certainly much more appropriate.

vinny isn’t too intoxicated. he’s always been able to handle alcohol pretty well, but to say he wasn’t some level of drunk would be a lie. he’s not so far gone that he can’t catch wonshik, fingers curling around the wrist that he’s holding his drink in, and another on his upper arm. it’s a little surprising to see one of danny’s friends here ( and for a second he hopes danny isn’t here as well, but he shoves that down because he needs to stop being so controlling ). either way, vinny rather likes wonshik. he’s good to danny, funny, and overall he looks... well. it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t somewhat attracted to wonshik.

but this is danny’s friend.

hello! i am fashionably late, but nonetheless i am hERE and ready to re-introduce vinny the dad to the world! most of y’all know my twitter, if not it’s @ hwarangprince and my discord is toni marie#3746. this intro post is going to be long so fasten ur seat belts kids. i promise this will be worth it. there are plots at the end!!!

hello! i am fashionably late, but nonetheless i am hERE and ready to re-introduce vinny the dad to the world! most of y’all know my twitter, if not it’s @ hwarangprince and my discord is toni marie#3746. this intro post is going to be long so fasten ur seat belts kids. i promise this will be worth it. there are plots at the end!!!