knowing how much he really shouldn’t be there was what made it exciting. every single time, without a doubt. even though there hadn’t been a drink in his hand for hours now, the alcohol dissipating in nothing but mere tingles, taehyun didn’t find it in himself to be at home for his curfew. it would be the third time this week and with all the honesty he could muster, he couldn’t care less. the company was doing well enough to let him breathe a little, it’s not like taehyun was the time to cause ruckus on public areas, in fact it was funny how he hadn’t had a public scandal just yet.

probably because of his self-restriction on alcohol. mayhaps.

taehyun wasn’t also the one to just make friends like that. even less in such a setting like a downtown club, socially accepted as a LGBT+ friendly space that taehyun enjoyed from time to time. at least he didn’t get bad looks for making out with a cute boy there. however, he wasn’t feeling it that night, even after a couple of dudes have approached him, one of them even sat on his lap for fuck’s sake, he was just not in the mood.

thinking that being responsible for once would be a nice change, taehyun grabbed his things from the club’s wardrobe and made his way out. only to stumble onto someone not having the time of their life. taehyun appeared to be this rude son of a gun that would just shove the drunk boy, although tall as him, away and yell to watch where he was going. but reality is that he grabbed onto his arm with a raised eyebrow. “i know we just fucking met, mate. but i am cutting you off. you are getting home right now.”