⇢ 10: NECK KISS ↳ NOW CLOSED
there are many types of drunks; london is the sleepy kind.
she’s not a particularly bad drinker, but she is no heavyweight, and after a couple beers and two shots, london can feel the drowsiness start to kick in. they’ve only just met -- siwan introduced him as his ‘cousin, brother, best friend in the whole world’ -- but she can already tell she’s going to like this sungjae, because wow, this guy is incredibly warm and ridiculously comfortable to lean against.
she can feel someone trying to push another can of beer into her hand, but she waves it off and shuffles in closer, the fuzziness in her head a sure fire sign that she’s had enough to drink tonight -- she’s still got to write in the morning after all.
someone is shaking her shoulder, and with half-lidded eyes, london shakes her head. the first thought she has is that someone is trying to hit on her -- she’s drunk and vulnerable; it’s not so far-fetched to thinks that, is it? -- and soon enough the words, “no, go find someone else; i’m taken,” are leaving her lips in a quiet mumble while she shuffles even closer to sungjae, arms wrapped around his waist.
“see?” she says to whoever is shaking her shoulder. london smiles lazily before leaning forward to press her lips to his neck -- neck? she was aiming for his cheek; close enough -- and settling against his side, trusting that it was enough of a display to shoo the stranger away. but really, london couldn’t care less, not when she’s comfortable enough to lull herself into a light slumber.