[12:33am] “you know,” you slurred out, slamming the bottle of empty beer on the table. your face was red and definitely puffy, the heat travelling across your entire body while your throat burned from the sensation of the alcohol. surely, you’ve drunken too much tonight, and you had your stupid ex to blame your drunk state for. you couldn’t remember how long you ranted about your misery to your best friend, seungmin, but surely, time has passed long enough for you to be able to finish three bottles of beer and get you drunk off your ass.
that ex can just rot in hell, you idly thought.
“know what?” seungmin hummed back, clearly amused by your state. he only had a beer in front of him, its contents only drunken halfway. he was still as sober as he could get, and every hour of his sober state was spent listening to your brokenhearted rambles. he was pretty much used to it. he’s aware of the regrets you’ve made in your life, and if you ask him about why he hasn’t done anything, believe me, he tried.
you suddenly chuckled, eyes droopy and dumb grin plastered on your features. you took seungmin up and down, as if checking him out. “you don’t know how fucking tasty you look right now, ‘eungminnie.” you hiccuped, but drew closer to your best friend anyway. “if i could just rip your clothes apart right now, kiss you hard until i see stars, grind on your thigh and experience full bliss.” sullenly, you placed your hand on his thigh, smoothing it out through the fabric as you continued to stare deeply into seungmin’s eyes.
unperturbed by the sudden antic, seungmin looked from the hand on his thigh to your features, and he couldn’t help but snort at how helplessly drunk you looked at the moment. the words spilling out of your mouth was pure dirty talk, but seungmin can play along too. after all, he needed this for blackmail purposes when you wake up the next morning.
so, he fished for his phone, pressed record on his recording app, and set his phone down, looking forward to your sense of sight. slowly, his lips spread into a smirk, and gazed into your eyes intensely. “hmm,” he groaned, as if turned on by your words. “that sounds so good right now, [first name]. i want you to feel me all over, kiss my neck, suck it hard until it forms shameful hickeys that i would have to bear wearing for the next few weeks.” he licked his lips, leaning closer to you, eyes pointed and borderline lustful. “and i bet you’d take in me well, yeah? bet you’d want to hear my moans and my cum all over you. “faster, princess.” i would say, and you’d ride me faster, faster until you’re fucked out on top of me.”
suddenly, seungmin’s face was inches away from you, and it sent you chills down your spine when you could feel the ghost of his breath fanning your lower lip. suddenly, you couldn’t hear anything, see anything, you could only see seungmin and only seungmin hovering close to you, hunger radiating off of him. “if you wanted to fuck me, then why didn’t you just ask, [first name]?”
“bedroom. now.” you whispered, voice desperate and pleading as you stood. seungmin chuckled at the sudden tug of his wrist, pressing stop on the record button before allowing you to drag him to your bedroom. the moment you two sped over, you shut your door close, locking it before pinning seungmin to the doorframe, a sudden display of dominance clouding your drunken state. “i’ll fuck you so good, you wouldn’t even believe why we were best friends in the first place.”
the smirk that adorned seungmin’s face at your comment was enough to make you weak on your knees, but that didn’t falter your dominance. you roamed your hands across the skin of his shirt down to where his belt was buckled, but before you could even unfasten it, seungmin gripped your wrist, a teasing look marring his features. “nuh-uh, [first name]. i’ll be the one to undress you. bed, now.” you let his dominance overcome you as he pushed you back until you were able to sink deep into your bedsheets, your clouded gaze of lust matching his. he looked good on top of you, bangs fanning his gaze, lips cherry-red and glossed. you wanted him right there, and you didn’t know how long it would take before you’d give in right then and there.
however, what seungmin did next was not what you had expected.
instead of pulling your pants down and unbuttoning your shirt as he said, he took your shoes off instead and placed you upright on your bed, head rested on your pillow and a blanket pulled over to your chin. the thirst suddenly died in your chest, and you looked up to seungmin, confused. “seungmin, what--”
“go to sleep, [first name]. you’re drunk.” is all that seungmin said before he made his way to the door, his display of lust suddenly gone and was now replaced with a solemn mood. little did you know that he had done this as a means to fool you, but you didn’t realize that until you woke up the next morning with a voice recording sent from seungmin.
