HAPPY BIRTHDAY reidrane
Its your birthday as I'm writing this but its coming out later sorry （ ；'Д｀）
(You're all going to be disappointed lmao)
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"Listen Seungmin I don't know if I can do this," Hyunjin whispered tentatively.

"Awh why not, I've never kissed anyone before and- jeez your butt looks good in those jeans! Have I said that already?"

Hyunjin pushed Seungmin lightly on the shoulders so he was sitting on the bed, "stay here I'll be back okay?" He whispered as he walked out the door and into the kitchen, shooting a glare at Woojin who was making fake kissing sounds, along with Minho and Jisung, however theirs were very real and very gross to watch.

Hyunjin walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass, filling it up with water and taking a sheet of painkillers from the cabinet above the fridge before walking into the laundry and grabbing a bucket, having been as drunk as Seungmin before, he knew it wasn't going to be good when he woke up. So he walked back into Minho's bedroom, supplies in hand and about to trick Seungmin into thinking he wanted to go to bed, but Seungmin was already asleep curled in a ball on top of the sheets and breathing lightly.

Hyunjin walked over, placing the water and pills on the bedside table and the bucket on the ground. He crouched down in front of Seungmin and placed his hand on his forearm and tapping it lightly, "Seungmin, there's a bucket on the ground in case you're sick later on and make sure you don't get cold," he whispered as he brushed the hair from Seungmin's forehead, Seungmin nodded in return as he fell back asleep quickly.

Hyunjin walked out of the room and back over to his friends, "how was it?" Changbin wiggled his eyebrows.

"There was no it, he fell asleep and I didn't want to anyway," Hyunjin huffed as he picked up a few empty bottles and cups and took them into the kitchen, making Minho's Saturday slightly easier.

Shortly after, Minho and Jisung retired to Minho's parents room leaving the six others to argue over who sleeps where, all having drank to much to be able to go home without being caught by parents or pulled over by the police. Four rounds of scissors, paper, rock later and it was decided, Woojin; alone on the smaller couch, Felix, protesting he be with Changbin, was placed on the larger couch while Jeongin and Chan were on the fold out mattress on the ground, leaving the only available place for Hyunjin, in Seungmin's bed, well Minho's bed actually.

He opened the door quietly and stepped in, careful not to make any sound and wake him up, but luck was not on his side as he stepped on a loose floorboard under the carpet, a loud creaking noise erupting in the silence. Hyunjin's head whipped over to look at Seungmin who managed to not hear it and stayed asleep. Hyunjin slipped of his shoes and his jacket and grabbed the pillows from the top of the bed and a blanket that was conveniently laying at the end of it and laid them out on the floor, not wanting to wake up Seungmin by climbing into the bed.

He laid there for a while, unable to get to sleep as he heard a small groan followed by a very loud retching sound as Seungmin half consciously emptied the contents of his stomach over Minho's duvet, completely forgetting the bucket was there. Hyunjin shot up off the floor and instantly ran over to the boy on the bed, doubled over as his stomach twisted into knots. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it after being hit with another wave of nausea, heavier than the last, Hyunjin picked up the bucket and help it towards Seungmin as he took it gratefully, followed by another round of retching.

Hyunjin placed his hand softly on Seungmin's back, rubbing small circles to comfort the now sniffling and whimpering boy, "I'm n-never drinking again."

Hyunjin just nodded in return before helping Seungmin out of bed much to his dismay because 'no its cold out here'. Hyunjin pulled the cover off the blanket carefully and bunched it into a pile and sitting it at the door, thankfully Minho's parents spoiled him by giving him the master bedroom so he had a bathroom connected to his room. Hyunjin pushed Seungmin in the direction of the bathroom, "Get changed and hand me your clothes," he said with a soft smile. Seungmin was about to before realising he had no clothes to change into and voiced his concerns, Hyunjin walking over to a small gym bag, probably his and pulling large sweater and some grey sweats out and handed them to Seungmin, "just wear these," he smiled, Seungmin thanked him and shut the door, he peeled off his clothes and pulled the sweater over his head. Even though he and Hyunjin were roughly the same width the sweater was still large, large enough that the sleeves rested on his palms, the hem of it reaching mid thigh and the neck hung neatly around his collar bones, it also smelt and looked fairly new. Seungmin took a guess and said he'd bought it around seven sizes too large on purpose.

He stepped out tiredly, clutching his dirty clothes in his arms. Hyunjin tried to grab them but Seungmin turned away, already feeling like a burden for waking him up, "its okay I'll put them in a bag or something and take them home."

"Nono, its okay. I'll wash them now, I've been here plenty of times I know how it all works, besides I have to wash the blanket," he whispered, a look of fondness flashing past his eyes briefly.

Seungmin nodded embarrassedly, still semi-drunk but not sober enough for the hellish hangover he was going to experience to kick in. He walked out of the bedroom door and followed Hyunjin quietly into the laundry where they shut the door as to not wake the others in the living room. Hyunjin opened the lid and pushed the blanket cover in, signalling Seungmin to throw his clothes in as he put a capful of washing detergent in there. He shut the lid and quickly turned the nozzle, the machine whirring to life and filling with water.

"How are you feeling?" Hyunjin asked quietly. Seungmin nodded and yawned, still tired and incoherent, "you can go back to bed you know," he explained. Seungmin shook his head and yawned once more, "too dark and alone. It's scary," he whispered to which Hyunjin chuckled and awkwardly pat him on the shoulder.

Half an hour later, with many yawns and a lot of 'are you okay?' And 'how are you feeling?' Being the only conversation, and the washing was finished. Hyunjin pulled the items out of the machine and placed Seungmin's clothes in the dryer, turning it on and walking out with the blanket cover wrapped over his arm as he walked over to the dining table and spread it over the chairs to dry.

The two boys made their way back to Minho's room, Seungmin clutching on to the hem of Hyunjin shirt sleeve as he followed along behind and entered, the smell now gone out of the windows Hyunjin had opened while the other was getting changed. Seungmin got into the bed, pulling the sheets over himself getting sleepier by the second, they opened quickly though when they landed on Hyunjin getting onto the floor and only just noticed the small blanket and pillow he was on, "come up here you'll get sick if you sleep down there."

Hyunjin hesitantly got up and walked over to the other side of the bed, sitting down and slipping his legs under the covers, followed by the rest of his body as he slowly warmed up the cool air that had made itself present in Seungmin's absence. "I don't bite you can loosen up a little," Seungmin giggled quietly, Hyunjin relaxed at the sound and let his tiredness seep through, no longer needing to worry about if Seungmin was okay. Hyunjin shifted, an awkward silence hanging above their heads since neither really knew what to say. Seungmin turned his head and directed his speech at Hyunjin who was rapidly growing tired, "good night, thank you for taking care of me."

"It's what friends do," Hyunjin smiled in return although he was somewhat hurt by his own statement but he didn't know why. Seungmin smiled, glad that Hyunjin counted them as friends but it didn't stop that slight sinking feeling in his stomach that he blamed on just having thrown up twice. The two fell asleep relatively quickly as they melted into the warmth of the sheets and soft rise and fall of the others chest beside them.