"I'm a brat, like you said. Maybe I want to make you jealous. Maybe I want to make you both jealous. That's what a brat would do, right?" That'd teach them for calling him a brat. He stumbled and dropped onto the bed, crawling over it with his ass in the air and playing around in a way he usually didn't. When Namjoon was drunk, very little got in the way. All awkwardness, anxiety and shame disappeared.

Tomorrow was going to be rough and embarrassing as he recounted the events and died inside. For now?... Well, shaking his ass a little at Soohyun seemed like a great plan.

"I need Suga hyung is all. He should stay with me. Danger lurks at every corner or whatever."