Summary: Marion’s life was going perfectly well before it had fell apart. She had moved out from her family’s house to New York City almost a year ago to attend her dream college. She had gotten a small job and had a great group of friends to keep her happy. Then everything went downhill the moment she found out that her father had died. What made it worse was the fact that her father’s bank account was mysteriously empty, leaving her and her family completely broke. Marion suddenly didn’t have any time to go to college anymore or even grieve her father’s death as she thrown into working multiple jobs to support her family. Her happy college days were gone, instead replaced with working at a Chicken restaurant during the day and serving people drinks at a bar by night. It wasn’t until a rather handsome man walks through the Bar doors that lightens things up in her life. He’s attractive, charming and likable-everything a girl would want in a man-until he does something that leaves her never wanting to see him again...but he still wants to see her. Sometimes you live with memories that you wish you could forget, but not always regret.
Marion was scrubbing down the counters of the empty bar. It was a Tuesday, she knew not to expect a lot of people to come into the bar. Until she suddenly heard someone come through the door. It was a male who looked to be in his early 20s and had half shaved, wavy black hair with some strands falling over his forehead. She glanced at her watch 11:07 pm, they had about an hour before they closed. She watched as he came towards the bar and sat a couple seats to the right of where she stood across the counter. She walked over to him, "What can I get you?" she asked.
He barely glanced at her as he said, "A beer."
She nodded, "A cup of Beer coming right up."
She turned around and took a glass, pouring a bottle of foamy beer into it. She placed it before him and frowned as she saw his face on closer inspection. Just as he reached out for his glass she moved it back towards herself.
"Do you mind if I see your ID?"
He laughed dryly, his dark eyes meeting hers, "What? Do I look young to you?"
"Just show me your ID." she said, ignoring his question.
He had a slight smile on his lips as he reached inside his jacket pocket and took out his wallet; he took out his ID and slid it over to her. She took it, inspecting it for a moment before sliding it back to him.
"Happy?" he asked, tilting his head as looked at her patiently. She squinted at him before sliding the beer back to him.
"Yes, very happy, Minseok." she said, saying the last word a bit hesitantly-knowing that she probably pronounced it wrong.
"It's Min-seok." He said, before chuckling and taking a sip of his beer.
"Minseok." she repeated.
He looked thoughtful for a moment-as if considering what she said was right or wrong before taking another sip. "Better." he said.
She shook her head, running a hand through her thick black waist length locks, "I give up."
He raised a brow over the glass against his mouth. He set the cup down.
"That fast?" he questioned.
She never liked to turn down a challenge, no matter how small.
"Minseok." she said, with more strength on the k.
He placed his elbows on the counter and rested his head on his hands, after a moment of looking thoughtful-he shook his head.
She made a face before saying, "Min-se-ok." again but slightly more slow.
He pursed his lips before pouting and shaking his head.
She sighed and then said again, "Min-seok."
He smiled, "You got it." And then he took his glass and chugged down his beer in one gulp.
She watched him and scoffed lightly before folding her arms.
He placed the cup down, pushing it over to her with the tips of his fingers, "More."
She turned around taking the beer and pouring it into his cup and slid the cup back to him. This time she didn't watch him drink it down. Instead she picked up the cloth she was using before and returned to wiping down the counters. It wasn't until she heard the clank of his cup against the counter when she looked at him again. He was reaching over to her side of counter to grab the whole bottle of beer that she had left out. She pursed her lips as he tilted his back and drank it all down. She slowly made her way towards him, "I wouldn't do that." she said, belatedly.
He set the bottle down with a satisfied smile, "Why not?" he said, raising his brow.
She scoffed lightly before taking the empty bottle and dumping it.
She looked back at him as he said, "Two more beer bottles please."
She turned around, pulling out two beer bottles from the shelf and sliding it over to him. Just as she picked up the cloth again he slid back one of the beers to her. "One for you."
She smiled a bit, "Oh no-I couldn't."
He nodded, "Yes, you could."
She shook her head, "No, I don't drink."
He tilted his head as he fake gasped, "What kind of bartender doesn't drink?" he asked.
She smiled a bit before shrugging, "After watching so many people drink it I guess I lost my taste for it."
He grinned a bit, squinting, "Liarr, it's impossible to lose your taste for beer."
She laughed lightly, pushing the beer bottle back to him.
"The only way you're getting out of drinking is if you are underage-which you can't be or else you wouldn't be working here."
She chuckled lightly as she said, "I'm 22."
He tilted his head as he replied, "I'm 27."
She gasped as she said, "What?"
He smiled-he had a very unique smile-the middle of his lips pinched in while all his teeth were exposed-it was rather heartwarming. "Yes, I' am."
"No way-you look younger. I thought you were in your early 20s!"
He laughed as he snapped open his bottle, "I'll take that as a compliment."
She raised her brows as she said, "You should. Women who would die to look that young at your age."
He laughed again before taking another sip of beer straight from the bottle.
"Let's play a game." he said, suddenly.
She raised her brow, "Sure."
"Let's do the drinking game. I say something and if whichever one of us has done it before, drinks. And if neither of us has done it before then we don't drink."
She smiled a bit, "You didn't have to explain the rules to me. That's probably the most basic drinking game in the book."
He chuckled, "I know, I know." before sliding the beer bottle back towards her.
She took it and grasped it in her hands, "You know I can't drink too much right, or else they'll fire me."
He smiled again, "I know. Don't worry, I won't let you get too drunk."
She scoffed a bit-smiling as she did so, "Alright, you start."
He looked thoughtful for a minute, "Have you ever...hated your parents."
She opened her bottle and took a sip, as did he.
"Oh c'mon, everyone gets mad at their parents at some point." She said, with a shake of her head.
He smiled slightly, "I know, I know. I just wanted to get some beer into you. Your turn."
She chuckled lightly before saying, "Have you ever...flirted with someone by saying a cheesy pick up line."
He tipped his head back and took a sip, and she laughed. "What did you say?" she asked, curious.
He smiled as he thought of the memory, "I used the feel my shirt, it's boyfriend material."
She laughed aloud, "no way!"
He smiled as he saw her laughing, "What! She was cute!"
She shook her head, gathering herself together, "No, no, what did she say after you said that?"
He squinted his eyes and his lips made the duck face as he tried to remember, "She just stared at me for like two seconds and then walked away."
She laughed even harder, "I can't-I can't believe you said that."
He placed her hand over hers and shook her lightly, "Heyyyy, stop making fun of mee,"
She stood up straight to regain herself from leaning against the counter and laughing, "Okay, okay, your turn." she said, still with a smile on her face.
"Have you ever dated during high school." he said.
She took a sip of beer, shaking her head as she placed it down. Then she looked at him to see him staring at her with a slight sad smile.
She frowned, "You didn't have a girl during high school?"
He shook his head, looking at his beer bottle for a second, "Nah. I was chubby then."
"Chubby?" she asked, confused for a second but then got it a second later. "Oh you mean fat,"
He nodded, shrugging, "Yeah."
She looked at his slender frame, "Well, you definitely lost any of that weight now,"
He smiled a bit, "You're right about that. Stay fit to get lit."
She laughed as he tipped his head back and gulped down all of his beer.
"Why are you drinking-I didn't even say my question yet." she said.
He shrugged with a slightly cheeky grin, "Just fulfilling the second part of the phrase I just said."
She rolled her eyes, "Okay. So have you ever had your first kiss?"
He took her beer bottle and poured some into his glass before pushing the beer bottle back to her. He gasped as he saw her look at him with a slight grin.
"Whaaatttt you didn't have your first kiss yet?"
"Nope." she said, tapping her fingers against the beer bottle in her hands.
"Why?" he questioned, his almond shaped dark eyes searching hers.
She shrugged, "I guess you could say I'm picky."
He laughed at that, "Interesting." he said, nodding his head as he looking thoughtful before glancing back at her again. "Oh-it's my turn. Have you ever...fell in love?"
They both raised the beer bottles to their lips at that, except she didn't tip her head back and chug the whole thing down until it was finished.
"What are you-Heartbroken?" she asked, as she eyed him with a small grin. "Is that why you came here on a Tuesday night?"
He chuckled a bit-running his hand over his mouth, "Something like that-but not for a girl."
She tilted her head, "For a guy?" she asked, hesitantly.
He laughed, shaking his head, "No, no-I guess you could say I'm heartbroken but not for the reason you think."
She made a thoughtful face-considering what he said for a moment, "Hmmm...interesting." she said, while nodding.
He raised his brows as he leaned forward and asked, "You know what else is interesting?"
She looked at his face for a moment before answering, "What?"
His eyes went to the beer bottle in her hands, "How you only took like 2 sips of beer."
She rolled her eyes, with a slight smile. "I'm pretty sure I drank a little more than 2 sips."
"What then-3?" he asked with a grin before slipping the bottle out of her hands. He eyed it for a moment with a tiny frown before suddenly chugging it all down a little too fast. The bottle hit the counter with a loud CLANK as he slammed it down, with a satisfied smile on his face.
She grabbed the empty bottle from his hand.
"Minseok! That was way too fast!" she said, a little freaked out before turning around the dump the empty bottles from the counter.
She looked back at him, concern etched in her features, "Are you okay?"
He looked at her, nodding as he intertwined his fingers together before him. "Mhmm. I'm fine," but he had an extra pep in his voice as he smiled.
She looked at him for a moment as she thought. She knew that if he wanted another bottle she would be obligated to give it to him but she also knew that chugging down alcohol too fast was never good for the body or brain.
He smiled wider as he tilted his head and said, "Are you...? Are you concerned about me?"
As she looked at him longer, she noticed the slight puffiness underneath his eyes. He was definitely tired or some sort of sleep deprived.
"I think...," she said, slowly, "That you should call your ride now."
He leaned forward on the counter, his dark eyes widening as he looked at her incredulous.
"What? Noo-I'm fine," he said, with a wide smile. He reached his hand out and placed it over hers across the counter.
"Trust me." he said, looking up into her eyes as she stood slowly, her brows furrowed.
She blinked, not wanting to stare too long into his uniquely shaped eyes.
"You're drunk." she stated, removing her hand from under his.
"No, I'm not." he said, with a grin and spread his hands out. "What gave you that idea?"
She smiled as she looked at him incredulously, running a hand through her hair as she shook her head. Seeing people drunk would never not be funny.
"C'monn." he said, tilting his head as he pouted.
"We were just having so much fun." He motioned with his hand for her to give him another beer bottle.
"Give me one more beer bottle and I'll prove to you that I could still stay sober. Trust me it takes a lot to get a muscular man like me drunk."
She smiled slightly, "That's probably the worst idea I ever heard."
He frowned, pouting his lips, "C'monnn," he said, before slipping his fingers into his wavy black hair and messing it all up.
"You're no funn." he whined as he stood up abruptly and staggered backward.
She gasped and walked around the counter towards him, "Dude-"
He smiled as he waved her off, his hand pressed against the counter to hold him up. "I'm fine. I'm fine. There's no way I'd leave a pretty girl hanging."
He closed his eyes for a moment and his eyes lolled. He looked dizzy and tired. She stepped towards him a second too late when he let go of the counter and fell onto the ground.
She yelled, "Minseok!" Before going onto the ground beside him holding up his head and rubbing it as if that would dull the impact.
He lay motionless and stank of beer as she placed his head down onto the ground gently. She sighed, suddenly hating having Tuesday night shift. She only worked at the bar part time, and she purposely asked for the Tuesday night shift because that was the day the bar had the least costumers. So mostly she would just have to scrub down the whole bar and stay there and study for a couple hours and leave in silence. She swallowed as she looked down at him and contemplated what to do.
She hesitantly reached the inside of his jacket pocket and pulled out his phone, mentally praying that he didn't have a password on it. She sighed in disappoint as she saw that there was one but then her eyes lit up when she realized it was a fingerprint lock. She picked up his left hand's thumb and pressed it against the home button of the phone, dropping his hand when the phone unlocked. She immediately went to contacts and pressed one of the recent calls contacts randomly. Apparently the contacts name was Oh Sehunnie. She pressed the phone against her ear as she waited for the person to pick up.
A second later a voice the person picked up, "Xiumin? Where are you-we've been going crazy trying to look for you!"
She blinked, "Ah, sorry-um, is this-" she paused and looked at the contact name again, "Oh Sehunnie?"
The male voice replied within an instant, "Yes." he said, then asked sharply, "Who are you?"
"I'm actually here with-" she mentally prayed that she said it right, "-Minseok. I'm just a bartender and he passed out at the bar. I was wondering if it was possible for you to come pick him up-or at least call one of his friends or something to help him?"
"Oh god," Oh Sehunnie said, "Text me the address. I'll be there immediately."
She nodded, "Alright-" and then the call ended.
She went to his contacts and texted him the address of the bar. She gasped a little when she saw all of the messages he had from people asking about his whereabouts. She assumed that he had left his phone on silent since all of the messages were recent. She closed out of his phone and placed it back into his pocket-mentally scolding herself for snooping.
She stood up and dusted off her shirt as she looked down at Minseok sprawled out on the ground. She sighed before almost jumping when the door of the Bar burst open and tall male in a black trench coat walked in, his orange hair peeking out underneath his black baseball cap. He looked at her and then his eyes fell to Minseok on the ground.
"Minseok-hyung!" He said in shock before going to the ground beside Minseok and patting his cheek and shaking him. He turned and looked up at Marion, his eyes searching Marion's before asking-his voice suddenly serious, "What happened?"
"He drank too much, too fast and passed out when he tried to stand up," she said, looking Oh Sehunnie in the eyes. "You're Oh Sehunnie?" she asked, just to make sure.
He looked back down at Minseok with a frown before saying, "Just call me Sehun." he said, before taking Minseok and trying to hold him as he stood up.
"I'll help you," she said as she stepped forward, going to the other side of Minseok to help Sehun hold him up.
She took Minseok's arm and threw it over her shoulder and pursed her lips a little when his head lolled onto her shoulder. She couldn't help but notice the fresh scent of cologne that surrounded him but his beer breath ruined it. She used her foot to hold the door open for her and Sehun to drag Minseok out of the bar.
Sehun brought her to the car that was park directly in front of the bar. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, unlocking his car and opening it. He removed Minseok off of them and threw him inside, then held him up to buckle him in before slamming the car door closed.
He turned to look at her, "Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience."
She shrugged slipping her hands into her pockets, "It's fine, it happens."
In real she was freezing and was dying to go back inside. It was September and it was definitely starting to get really chilly in the city.
He pulled out his wallet and gave her two hundred dollar bills, "Keep the change." he said, with a small smile.
She nodded. "Oh-Thank you." She said, taking the money from him.
She glanced at Minseok through the black window of his car, "He's probably going to wake up with a really bad hangover." she said with an apologetic smile.
He nodded-sighing, "I know, he's just going through a tough time right now."
She nodded, "Aren't we all." she said, trying to lock her jaws to keep them from chattering.
He smiled a bit, "Right," He noticed that she looked cold. "You should go inside now, It's cold."
She nodded, "Yeah, thanks. Bye." she said, before turning around and fast walking inside of the bar.
Sehun watched her from the outside window of the Bar with a slight smile before going inside of his car and zooming away.
It was 8:00 pm the next day, Marion was sprawled onto her bed, her whole body exhausted from just finishing her shift at the fried chicken place she worked at. Her eyes were about to slip into a long, peaceful and desperately needed nap, from having slept so late yesterday. That was one disadvantage at working at a bar, it really messes up her sleep schedule.
Suddenly her phone rang and her head shot up. She sighed as she reached out to grab her phone from the nightstand.
"Hello." she said, her voice slightly groggy.
"We need you at the bar right now." The demanding voice of her Boss ordered.
She sat up, clearing her throat, "What? Isn't it Tom's shift tonight?"
"He didn't appear today, he's not answering his phone. We need you here." He said, sounding annoyed.
Her brows creased in worry, "Is he okay?"
"I don't know," Her Boss snapped, "Just come now-I'll pay you for working overtime."
She sucked in her breath, rubbing her eyes-she was tired but she also needed money, "Alright-I'll be there in 10 minutes."
She yawned stretching her arms out as she sat on the edge of the stool with her college books on the bar counter before her. She was a part time student at NYU but with the way her life was going, education wasn't the main focus of her life anymore.
She had already attended a few costumers-who had purchased some beer bottles-but other than that there had been no one.
She was dying to sleep. Her eyes glancing at the clock every two seconds. She ran her hands through her black hair tying it back as she closed her eyes. She placed her hands over her face.
She looked up when the door of the bar opened and blinked when she recognized the wavy black haired male from yesterday-Minseok.
He smiled, wide, the moment his eyes landed on her, "There you are!" he said, almost tripping over his own feet.
"Hi," she said, a little surprised before she adjusting her posture on the stool. "Back already?"
He made his way over to her before leaning his elbows against the counter as he looked at her.
"I told you that I don't leave a pretty lady hanging," he said, a grin spreading across his lips.
She blushed a little, "Ah-please," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "Didn't you wake up with a bad hangover today?"
He chewed his lip as he squinted his eyes, clearly trying to remember, "I...think so," he said, with a shrug but then looked back at her a warm smile. "What are you doing?" he said, eyeing the books.
She closed her books, "I was trying to study but I'm too tired." she said with a shrug.
He laughed musically at that, his hand slapping the counter as he laughed. She raised a brow as he spoke, with a bright smile, "You're so funny!"
She itched the back of her head, before looking at him confusedly. She watched him as he hastily sat into the seat across from her.
"Can I have a beer?" he asked, while intertwining his hands together in front of himself.
"Minseok-are you drunk?" she asked, as she smelled the alcohol from his breath.
He frowned, answering immediately, "No. I just went to every bar that was nearby since I couldn't remember the one you were in,"
She scoffed with a slight smile on her lips, "You were trying to find the bar I was in? Why?"
"Because you're nice," he said with a shrug and then added, "And I wanted to talk to you again."
She blinked, "Did you...happen to drink at any of the bars that you passed on your way to find me?" she asked.
He frowned-looking thoughtful, "No-what happened was that I was in my apartment and I know that in left cabinet in the kitchen there is some beer and when I went to get it-the bottles were full. But when I took them out of the cabinet and opened them they all suddenly became empty!" He said, looking a bit frustrated and flustered.
She sighed, face palming herself.
He nodded eagerly, "I know-I didn't believe in magic either."
He suddenly sighed, running his hand over his face, "Anyway-I suddenly remembered you since you served beer and I liked the beer you served. But...you know what else I liked?" he asked, looking a bit shy as he itched the back of his neck.
She furrowed her brows, "What?"
"You." he said, his cheeks suddenly red.
She blinked, "Ah-Minseok, your drunk." she said, while holding back a laugh.
He pouted, suddenly complaining, "Why do you always think that?"
"You should probably call Sehun." she said, calmly.
"Fine, if you won't give me a drink. I'll get it myself." He said, standing up and walking around the counter.
She quickly stood up and blocked his way to the bottles. He was definitely taller her but that didn't stop her from trying to block him. "Minseok, please-I don't want you to black out like yesterday."
He looked down at her in front of him, "So you suddenly care about me?" he asked, his voice quiet and eyes soft.
She blinked, not sure how to reply. She replied, her voice firm, "I just don't think it's safe for you to drink too much."
He furrowed his brows, his hands coming up to hold each of her elbows, "You know this really isn't fair." he muttered.
She was frozen by his touch, as she felt her pulse speed up. He sighed, asking, "Aren't you supposed to be willing to give me drinks instead of stopping me?"
Normally she would've probably laughed at the honesty statement but his close proximity wasn't helping her feel very normal. To be honest she wasn't even sure why she was stopping him. She took a step back, moving out of his way.
She cleared her throat before folding her arms, "Your right, go on-get a drink."
He tilted his head as he looked at her up and down, "Am I...Am I making you nervous?" he asked, truly curious.
She locked her jaws, replying automatically, "No-now do you want your drink or not?"
He looked at the stack of drinks of different varieties, "I don't remember which one was the one you gave me yesterday."
She turned her back to him as she reached up and got it, as she turned around she almost yelled when she saw Minseok right beside her. She stumbled, dropping the beer bottle as she fell backward and he reached out to try stop her from falling but ended up falling on top of her. She yelled out as she fell before making a face as her head suddenly throbbed.
She looked up and froze in horror when she realized that Minseok was on top of her. He was propped up on his elbows and was looking down at her, his eyes were unreadable.
She asked him, breathless, "Why did you scare me like that?"
His eyes went down to her collarbone, "I just wanted to see your tattoo." he said, quietly.
She had gotten the tattoo right after her father had passed away-which had been about a week ago. She closed her eyes as it hurt to think of her Dad, "It's just a star." she whispered, her head throbbing.
Her eyes fluttered open the moment she felt Minseok's lips brush over her collarbone, right over where the tattoo was.
Her hands suddenly grabbed Minseok's arms, beside each side of her head. "Minseok-" but she was cut off when he placed another gentle kiss on her other collarbone. He kissed a trail of gentle kisses up her collarbone to the untouched skin of underneath her ear on the side of her neck.
She gritted her teeth, her head still pounding, "Minseok, get off me." she said, her voice unsteady.
Her grip on his arms tightened as her heart rate picked up, "Minseok!" her voice rising, trying to move out from under his body.
His hips pressed down on hers-preventing her from moving-he had her pinned down underneath him. She felt his mouth move against the side of her neck, creating a hickey. She couldn't breathe-her head throbbed as she choked out, "Minseok! Get off-I can't-"
She tried to move her neck out from under his lips. Her heart raced as fear slowly creeped into her veins. She wondered how in the hell she got herself into this situation.
I hope you guys are interested in knowing what happens next and please look forward to the rest of the chapters! Your comments and constructive criticism will be appreciated!
Anonymous said: Exo reaction: how they act around you when they are drunk?
OMG I was literally wishing to get a “drunk” request so thank you so much! Also, sorry it took so damn long! Every time I decide to make a request I get distracted by the beautiful men on my dash xD Woops!
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Baekhyun: He would be the drunk that always calls random people and rants about everything and nothing. *mumbles sloppily*: “Do whales like to be under water or are they more into the surface, but are just too fat to get up there?” he would ask his friend from high school that he hasn’t talked to in 2 years. When around you, he would also just talk about random stuff, and keep clinging on to you while whining. “My head hurts!”
Chanyeol: He would both be the “don’t know what he’s doing” drunk and also the “seductive drunk”. He would be the type to bite peoples hands and do whatever he usually does, just all the time, on everyone. When people get annoyed at him, he wouldn’t even notice, and just keep doing it.
He would also be the drunk to become extremely flirty and horny. Just.... do that all the time *gif* and do naughty things under the table... If you know what I mean.... sorry not sorry
Chen: Jongdae would be the type to just get even more random and fun than usual. Instead of just laughing normally he would throw himself to the ground, and instead of dancing normally, he would get up on a table and dance. Then he would shout random words to everyone and pull you up on the table with him. “DANCE WITH ME Y/N! I LOVE THIS SONG!” .... Later on the night, he would get more quiet and also very clingy and cuddly, telling you how much fun he had and how much he loves you.
D.O: He would be that guy that doesn’t care about anyone or anything else in the room. He would be totally in his own little bubble, getting fascinated by every little thing. You would be able to hear small cute sounds coming over from him, like: “Ahh cool!.... Wooow!” and when you go over to him and ask him what he’s doing he would happily show you what makes him fascinated.
It would most likely be a toaster.
Kai: He would be the cute and sweet drunk, who also eats everything he sees. He would often look at you lovingly and smile, and then keep eating his food. “You’re so beautiful Y/N!” he would suddenly say and kiss your cheek. Then he might feed you his half eaten food, not knowing that it’s half eaten.
Kris: He would actually not get drunk very often, but when he does he would go crazy. He would dance around crazily and shout to everyone that he’s the best. When he gets tired from dancing he would go to some random table and start talking to the strangers. He would be looked at weirdly, but after some time the people would accept him being there, and maybe even start to like him. He would start telling dumb jokes, and everyone would laugh because they’re drunk. “And then!!! He smacked me in the face!!” he would yell enthusiastically.
Lay: He would be the dorky and cute drunk that just does silly and adorable things all the time, but also the touchy drunk. He will kiss your neck, kiss your cheek and hug you all the time. He might also start groping your ass, not knowing what he’s doing exactly.
Luhan: He would be the aggressive drunk that would get into fights just because he thought a guy was hitting on you. “You know what? I will fuck you up!” he would say, threatening him. If you try to pull him back he would just push you away (without hurting you) and keep threatening the dude.
Sehun: He would be the moody one that could go from laughing his ass off for some odd reason, to suddenly getting very salty and sassy. Not for any specific reason... Just.. Didn’t feel like laughing anymore.
Suho: He would be very respectful with you, but quite idiotic with the guys. He would make sure you were feeling okay and drink your drink for you to show you that he cares, and to make sure you don’t get too drunk. (It’s a thing the guys do to show they care in South Korea... I think xD - don’t hang me up on that!) But when he’s with the guys he would get more crazy and dance around, making a fool of himself.
Tao: He would be the emotional drunk who would starts crying constantly. Both from sadness and happiness. I imagine him dropping his drink and then start crying and screaming out: “Oh no not again! I can’t do this anymore!” and then start crying of laughter because someone else dropped their drink.
Xiumin: You would not notice a very big difference from his normal “party mood” self to him being drunk. He would be on the dance floor, partying hard. He would maybe make some friends on the way and talk normally with them outside, to take a break. He would act pretty normal when he needs to, and be really crazy when he feels like it.
