ivre /ivʀ / adjective.
in english : drunk
meaning : affected by alcohol to the extent of losing control of one's faculties or behaviour.

"You have 6 crackheaded friends and y'all share 2 braincells but you've never had a wild game of 'never have I ever' ?"

"Well we're all really close so we pretty much know what's going on in each other's lives."

"I'm still calling this pathetic."

"Fine. Look what's the point of this game if I can't drink?" Seokjin questioned.

"Well then you get to answer questions and see my happy ass get drunk!"

"Sounds fun," he replied sarcastically.

*****

"Never have I ever...left my house without a clean pair of underwear on," Seokjin started the game.

"Ew no of course not, that's unhygienic," Minseo scrunched up her face in disgust. "Hmmm never have I ever...sent someone a naughty text."

Seokjin shyly made a 'bottoms-up' gesture, indicating that he is in fact, guilty of this action.

"Ew you have?"

"Yes but it was with my ex girlfriend, not some random hot chic in school."

"I can't even look at you in the eyes right now."

"Is someone jealous?" Seokjin smirked.

"Ha! You wish," she replied coldly. "Your turn!"

"Never have I ever stayed up the whole night for an exam."

"I have. Here goes my first sip!" Minseo said while gripping the bottle close to her face.

"Careful there, take a quick gulp and throw your head back forwards, it's better that way."

Minseo followed his instructions. "Ahhh it burns!"

"Yeah that's the best shit right there!"

"It's actually not that bad. I feel fine, I might have a high tolerance for alcohol."

A few moments later...

"Seokjinahhh has anyone ever told you that you would look so cool with your thighs as your biceps?"

"Um, no I don't think so."

"John cena would be scared shitless I tell ya!" Minseo said while trying to slap his thigh, only to have her hand pass through it. "Eh? Oh right you're a ghost. Ah if only you weren't a ghost. I would've already been running my hands over them legs DAYUM."

"Okay you're reallyyyyy drunk."

"What are you talking about? I have a high alcohol tolerance!"

"Yeah sure, you've only had like what? 6 gulps? You wouldn't stand a chance at college parties."

"Bold enough for you to assume I'd go to college parties," Minseo said, but feeling kinda like a loser after the words left her mouth. She chuckled a little out of embarassment. "Hey dude it's your turn."

"Never have I ever......been in love," Seokjin kinda wanted her to take a another gulp of that tequila so that the game could end quickly and she could finally sleep. But another voice inside him knew his true intentions, knew what it is that he wants to test out. Could she have feelings for him?

Don't be dumb seokjin.

Minseo was a tiny bit shocked at his words. she reached for the tequila bottle, intending to have her 7th gulp. But then she pondered for a while.

Has she ever been in love?

Has she not?

Is she not?

She stared at the bottle in her hands, then averted her gaze from it to Seokjin's eyes.

What are you waiting for? Just drink it.

"I...i don't know," she said in the softest voice you could possibly imagine.

"It's ok, you don't have to if you don't want to," he looked at her with sad eyes, understanding her conflicted emotions as they were as messy as his.

The alcohol was getting into minseo's head and it was hard to filter any words coming out from her mouth.

"I like you Seokjin, I like you a lot," she blurted out without realizing.

Seokjin felt warmth radiate through his whole body. He tried to remind himself that she's drunk and she doesn't know what she's saying.

Drunken words, sober thoughts.

"Don't you like me too, Seokjin?" Minseo started tearing up, a tornado of turbulent emotions erupting within her drunken state, making it hard to control her tears.

"I do, I like you a lot too, Minseo." After hearing that, she smiled with content and started to feel drowsy.

"Go to sleep, Minseo," Seokjin whispered as her eyes were drooping.

Minseo fell asleep on the couch in less than 10 seconds, leaving seokjin beside her alone to arrange his thoughts.

Seokjin wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. This is the first time he has ever felt so genuinely for a girl in his life, yet he knew they could never truly be together. He was a ghost that can't even find his killer. She was a beautiful girl with a stable future ahead of her. She was going to ger married to another man at some point, raise a family, have a happy life.

Him? His life had already ended.

If he left, she'd be utterly heartbroken.

However, if he continued to stay with her, and she ends up getting attached, she would never be able to walk down the aisle in a beautiful white gown clutching onto her father's hand. She'd live the rest of her life in love with a ghost. In love with something that doesn't exist.

Should I leave ?