Than sat on the sidewalk, cross legged as he sighed. It was probably two in the morning-- he didn’t know. His phone was dead. His puppy dog ears sat kind of lopsided on his head, his knees sticking out from the holes in his jeans. He was a pitiful puppy, by this time of night, with his hand grasping the neck of a bottle of wine he had bought from the nearby convenient store-- the only thing open at this time of night when the liquor of the party wasn’t enough and his head was aching from the pounding of music. He wasn’t alone though, his eyes flickering over to the pretty face beside him. Jihoon. The pretty little human Than had been crushing on for weeks had joined him sometime throughout the night. They had Art History together, and all Than knew was he didn’t learn a lot with him around. After a moment, Than offered the bottle of wine to the boy beside him. “Want some?” // @pxrkjihoon