#caprioska

"Yoongi just a dude with a weakness for flirty cocktails"

Min Yoongi doesn't really care for people. That being said, he takes great pride in the knowledge that the few people who have the pleasure of his acquaintance will not hesitate to attest to his manliness.

He's tall, dark and handsome (in the short and pale manner), he's the strong silent type (he silently fumes when he has to ask his roommate to open the jar of pickles) and he's the perfect gentleman (he always has an ear to lend- to his headphones).

But Yoongi has a secret, a secret that would most definitely compromise his famed (see: fictitious) reputation as a man...

"I've been living a lie for too long, and I've decided to come clean" Yoongi sighed at his feet, averting his gaze from his six best friends.

Jin pressed a concerned hand onto his knee. "No matter what you say, we're here for you." He glared at the less-concerned members of their group, who all felt his impassioned stare and murmured their sympathy.

Yoongi took a shuddering breath, before looking Jin in the eye and taking his hands. "T-thank you, hyung" Yoongi muttered. His voice may have shuddered, but his eyes remained dry- men don't cry, after all.

"I've been hiding this from you guys, because I didn't want you to look at me differently. I am your hyung, and I didn't want anything to change that..." He addressed the rest of the boys.

"Of course not hyung!" Jungkook piped up, "That could never happen!"

"Yeah, Yoongi-hyung. It's O-Gay." Namjoon said, earning a smirk and an elbow in the side from Hoseok.

Yoongi continued on, resolute.

"Well the truth is...the truth is..."

The boys leaned in, curious.

"I love cocktails."

The audible hum of silence settled on the group of boys. Yoongi looked at a crack in the wall facing him, and the rest looked from one another, jaws slack.

"It's true," he continued, "I love Bloody Marys, appletinis, mojitos, margeritas, and," he shuddered with pleasure, "caiprioskas. Oh god I can't get enough of caiprioskas"

Suddenly, Jin hissed through his teeth, and shook his head sadly. "This is not what I expected."

He drew his hand sharply off yoongi' leg, dusted his slacks and stood up, throwing one last disgusted look at Yoongi before walking out of the room.

Namjoon was next to go, with a, "I would have understood about Sex with a man, but sex on a beach? I can't accept that, hyung."

"For shame," Hoseok followed suit.  

Yoongi nodded, forlorn. He had expected this reaction. He had been lying through his (gl)ass, after all.

The younger boys stared at him, mouths blubbing like goldfish. Jungkook walked into the kitchen, poured some chocolate milk into a glass and handed it to the man.

"I can't say I understand what made you this way, but I can live with it." He said.

Jimin and Taehyung had a not-so-silent conversation with their eyes, nodding in unison.

"We think what you did was really brave, hyung." Jimin said.

"Yeah, we'll support you no matter what poison you pick." Taehyung added.

To celebrate this awesomeness we decided to indulge in some fandom-wide procrastination (right before exam season - perfect timing) with a fan fiction/ scenario/ meme/ anything you want contest, where we supply the prompts. 

Post your entry with the tag #promptcontest as well as the prompt, and we’ll reblog some of them. Looking forward your submissions!

For some inspiration, here is the first amazing bit of work by @bvbblexo on the first prompt we have chosen: CAPRIOSKA

Enjoy.

A Taste (of Your Hips)

 Sehun had a problem. And a big one, at that.

He stared longingly at the figure gliding across the stage. From the expressions of the rest of the audience, it was clear that they were captivated too. Every jut of his hips had people star struck, marvelling in his form. But Sehun knew that it was more than that.

Behind the precise movements and experienced gestures, Sehun knew there was a story. A story that spoke of burning passion and uncontrolled desire. An idea that Sehun empathised with all too well.

He knew how it felt to want something that was always just out of reach. He knew of the sleepless nights that followed. He was looking at that ‘something’ right now.

Between the sighs at night and the craving for the one whom had slipped away early in the morning, Sehun knew that he was in too deep.

He knew he was in trouble when he wound up at every one of Jongin’s dance rehearsals, cheering him on, giving him the confidence to achieve what he wanted most. To dance. To be the star that Jongin had always dreamed of being.

To be the best friend that he needed Sehun to be.

But when the lines of friendship and something deeper than that stared to blur, a line that he and Jongin had been toeing for a while, Sehun couldn’t find it in himself to cross back to the other side. When the late night meet ups and calls turned into something more desperate, more heated, Sehun found himself falling. Falling in love with his best friend, maybe even with the idea of being in love.

Because while the nights spent rolling around the sheets might not have meant much to Jongin, it did to Sehun. And Jongin would never know.

And right now, watching Jongin perform, doing what he loves on stage, Sehun found himself captivated. From the gracefulness of his pirouettes to the suggestiveness of his expressions, Sehun felt a shiver run down his spine.

And when Jongin smirked, rolling his hips, Sehun felt a flame or arousal engulf him.

Sighing, he took a sip of his neglected drink lying on the table. While the freshness of the caiprioska brought some clarity to his thoughts, it also brought his attention to something in his pants.

And that’s when Sehun realised something else.

The Caprioska

60ml/2oz of Vodka

30ml/1oz of Sugar Syrup

Half a Lime

You start by cutting a lime in half, then cutting that half into quarters.

Then you muddle, squash the limes into the Boston Glass until there is enough of the lime juice squeezed from the limes.

You then add your Vodka and Sugar Syrup to the Boston Glass.

Then you fill the Boston Glass with Ice.

Shake it hard and for a good 15 to 30 seconds.

You then Dump the contents into an Old Fashioned Glass.

For anyone who doesn’t know, Sugar Syrup is just Sugar water. To make it all you need to do is boil water and add equal parts sugar and water into a container, stir until the sugar has dissolved, and refrigerate.

Please feel free to ask me any questions you have about this cocktail or drink making in general!