"Bitch, you look sexy as hell right now," Nanami grins. "Let me take you back to my place tonight baby girl."

"Oh really?" you giggle. "I don't know if you can afford me though."

"You're fucking right I can't. $8,000 is a bit out of my budget," she snorts.

You both laugh as you finish up getting ready.

Nanami looks as hot as ever. Her short brown hair is curled into beach waves, her cat eye makeup giving her eyes just the right slant, and she's topped it off with black matte lipstick. Tonight she's in a black bralette and black miniskirt. She's 5'2" on a good day, but she's wearing her "stripper heels," as she likes to call them, which bring her up to around 5'7".

You also look incredible. Your hair is styled up in a messy high ponytail, and your makeup was flawlessly done by Nanami, face contoured to show all of your best features. Tonight you're wearing a little red dress with two inch black pumps. Nanami convinced you to wear a push-up bra, so your boobs are looking immaculate.

"I'll get it," you say as you hear the doorbell ring.

"[Y/N]!" Hana exclaims, wrapping you into a hug as soon as you open the door. "I'm so glad you're coming with us tonight," she beams. The last time they went out you weren't able to join, due to an overnight business trip.

"Me too! I'm really excited to be blackout drunk with you again," you laugh. Hana and you get along well, but she's incredibly busy with work as an accountant so you haven't had much time to get to know her. She's full Korean and has lived in Seoul her entire life. She's quite tall for a female in Korea — like you — so she gets plenty of male attention. Tonight she's sporting a pink polka dot tube top, pink miniskirt, and white platform shoes.

The next two guests lean in to hug you as well, Min-Jun and Si-Woo. They got married just last year, and you cried like a baby during the ceremony. They're usually very quiet and reserved, but Hana and Nanami are somehow able to turn them into party animals when they get ahold of them. They chose comfortable but cute tonight, wearing matching jeans and purple tops. Min-Jun has a lavender polo on, while Si-Woo has a lavender bodysuit tucked into her jeans.

The last guest at the door is none other than Mister Elevator Eyes, Chul. His eyes immediately make their way to your breasts, and he doesn't seem to care much about being caught as his gaze remains there a little too long. He looks back up to meet your eyes flashing a big smile. "Hey [Y/N], you're looking beautiful tonight."

"Thanks," you reply with a tight smile.

You hate to admit it but Chul is definitely good looking. His smile is gorgeous and he has long, wavy hair that rests around his shoulders. His physique is similar to Namjoon's, but Chul is maybe an inch or two taller.

Tonight he's got his hair up in a bun, dressed in a white button up that's tucked into his black slacks. He makes it a point to lift his hand and scratch the side of his face, flexing his new Rolex.

You smile to yourself. If only he knew that you pass 12 different Rolexes in Namjoon's closet when you hang your work clothes up for the next day.

"Darling!" Nanami squeals as she sees Chul enter the door, running towards him. "Hey cutie," he chuckles as he spins her around in a hug. "You look sexy tonight, I can't wait to take that off of you later."

You and Hana make fake gagging motions while Nanami blushes and playfully slaps his chest.

"Looks like you and I are a couple tonight," Hana jokes as she sneaks her hand into yours.

"Hell yeah," you smirk. "First round's on me."

Hana is a liar.

It took all of ten minutes for her to find a random guy to dance and make out with all night. You weren't too lonely though. Nanami had made it a point to not leave you on your own much, even if it meant you had to third or fifth wheel. And you were having a pretty decent time since Chul was buying all of you shots.

"Oh what about that guy?" Nanami points. "He's cute."

"Nanami, for the last time," you groan, "I'm not taking anyone home with me tonight. I would literally be taking them to your parents' place. I can't physically get horny under the same roof as your father. It just feels wrong."

"Then have some hot car sex or something," she giggles as you roll your eyes.

Nanami is definitely feeling the alcohol, her words are starting to slur a bit. You all had the same amount of shots but she's so little it doesn't take long for her to get drunk. You're slightly buzzed, but still sober enough to be in full control.

It was around midnight, right at the height of the club scene, as it's jam packed on the dance floor. You and Nanami had danced for a while until Chul took her away, which was fine, they're dating after all. But then you were left to dance with all the random drunk men that had been ogling you all night.

I wonder what Namjoon's doing. Is he working? Is he staring at his ceiling? Is he— No don't do this. Don't think about him like that. You scold yourself.

The last thing you need is to start having unnecessary thoughts.

He's probably not thinking about you at all. So don't think about him. We don't have time for boys, only alcohol.

You make your way back to the bar and take a seat, ordering an Adios Motherfucker, the one drink that you know will always fuck you up.

You glance over at your table to see Chul sitting alone. After the bartender hands you the blue drink, you head towards the table and sit down with a seat in between you and Elevator Eyes.

"Where's Nanami?" you ask, taking a big swig of your drink.

"Her and Hana went to the restroom," he says, flashing you another flirty smile, making a point to glance down at your chest again.

God I just want to punch this guy in the throat.

You scowl and take another big swig of your drink. You're usually quick to snap at a man that's disrespecting you, but tonight isn't about you. It's about Nanami. And the last thing she'd want is for her best friend and boyfriend to fight on her birthday.

"Take it easy there tiger," Chul laughs as he scoots to the chair next to you. "You don't want to do anything you'd regret tonight," he smirks as he slowly licks his bottom lip.

"Yeah that's a big no for me, Tiger Woods." You stand up and make your way back to the bar, leaving Chul confused as he knows nothing about golf. You decide to take a few more shots and head back to the dance floor, not worried about who your dance partner will be anymore.

(A/N: Tiger Woods is a famous golfer who was caught cheating on his wife)

It's around 2am and you're now very drunk. You and Hana are leaning against the bar, just watching the drunken mass on the dance floor. Hana had eventually ditched that make out partner after he bought her 7 drinks.

I gotta say, I respect the hustle.

You're about to go to the restroom when you feel a tap on your shoulder, and a strong scent of tequila blows over your face. "Hey beautiful."

You look to see one of the drunk men from the dance floor, specifically the one that kept grabbing your ass all night.

You're about to walk away when you feel your phone vibrating in your purse. You reach for it and almost choke when you see the caller ID.

Call from: Mr. Kim.

You had to save his number as something cryptic since no one can know you had Kim Namjoon's number stored in your phone.

You blink at the screen for a moment.

I'm so fucking drunk. I think I'm hallucinating.

"Hello?" you mumble into the speaker.

"Hey baby," a familiar voice chuckles. "I see you're still out. How are you doing?"

"Ohmygoditsreallyou," you slur, "Thought I was hallucinatin'."

"Should I not have called?" Namjoon teases into the phone.

"Are you fuckin KIDDIN ME?!" you exclaim. "Call me anytime. Your voice *hiccup* is sexy as fuck-"

"Excuse me," the drunk man next to you snaps, cutting you off, "I was talkin t'you."

You blink at him for a few seconds, trying to register what's happening. "Who the fuck are you?" you ask.

You hear Namjoon snort into the phone.

"You were l-literally dancing wimme the entire night," he stumbles, "don't be a bitch."

"Ah, yerr the one that kept grabbin' my ass. Yeah I 'member you."

"Great! So what d'ya think about comin home with m-"

"Absolutely not," you cut him off. "Now if you'll excuuuuuse me, m'on a phone call."

"What were you saying babe?" You flirt obviously into the phone, hoping this dick takes the hint.

"Is that'chur boyfriend or somethin?" He scoffs.

"Yeah, and he's waaaaay hotter than you," you scowl. "So shoo."

Luckily the drunk man finally takes the hint as he slams his empty glass on the bar and stumbles away, searching around for his next prey.

"Hmmm the germ is gone," you hum into the phone, turning to rest your elbows on the bar to hold yourself up.

"Baby that was... very sexy. I'm impressed," Namjoon chuckles. "How late are you staying? How are you getting home?"

"I dunno, I guess we'll call a cab or sumthin." You look around and notice your friend group has vanished. "Oh god I don't even know where everyone went."

"Want me to come pick you up?"

"You don't have a license," you giggle.

"I'm with Jimin right now, we just left the studio. He said he doesn't mind driving."

"No, I think it'd be a bad idea." You shake your head.

"Why's that?"

"I'm very... drunk." You pause. "And'm very clingy when'm drunk."

"I think I'd like to see that," Namjoon smirks into the phone, "Stay with me tonight."

It's a good thing you're drunk. That sentence alone would've brought you to your knees in a 7-11 parking lot sober.

"Hmm," you hum into the phone. "Okay, but only if y'don't pay me eight grand. I donwanna be your employee tonight."

There's a couple seconds of silence on the phone, but you're too drunk to really understand what you said so you don't mind it.

"Where are you?" he finally asks.

"I dont kn- fuck, hey," you turn to the platinum blinde sitting next to you. "Where are we?"

"Club Francis on the West side of Seoul," she giggles. "Are you okay? Do you need me to call you a cab?"

"Ohmygod this is why women're superior, I love you," you slur, "but no my friends are comin to get me thank you."

"Alright we'll be there in 20 minutes, you think you can make your way outside in a little? We won't be able to get out of the car."

"Yessss," you smile, "maybe text me when you're close."

"Will do baby, see you in a bit."

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