#; 09;04;01

[iterum]

— with @fataldcse ; 🍻 ( location , ansong carnival )

the pumpkin soju mix sits horribly in soonwon’s stomach, sloshing from side to side and even doing a flip that leaves the feeling of bile creeping up the back of his throat. in all honesty though, soonwon is much too drunk to feel the discomfort of his stomach arguing against the way that his limbs move a little too fast for his mind to catch up with, swaying unsteadily before latching his hand onto dylan’s arm. soonwon laughs heartily as his grip tightens - he’s not too sure if he’s using dylan to steady himself or if he’s keeping dylan from tripping over his own feet. 

a drinking competition was probably the last thing soonwon should have gotten himself into but there was no faster way to get slammed to enjoy the night. he wasn’t sure at what point, but he’d lost track of who had been winning and who had been losing after the last shot they took before they were kicked from the booth.

” they said too rowdy . we haven’t even gotten started ! i could still go for more . i could . but i’m no-aht , drrrinking anymore of that pumpkin stuff . ”