EDIT

Warning: Woojin, former member of StrayKids, is in this chapter. I wrote this before everyone knew about Woojin and his sucky-ness. Just know I don't support him and he will no longer be in the story after this party is over.

#Woojail

~MIA

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Your vision went blurry, and you felt your legs give in from beneath you. You aren't usually like this. I mean, you fucked most of Got7 and your best friend is Mark Tuan. You clearly are not star struck easily. Something felt wrong in the pit of your stomach because this is so out of the norm for you

"Y/N!" You heard Jackson's voice.

You fell back but didn't hit the floor. Something caught you as you were about to collapse completely. You opened your eyes a few seconds later, blinking a few times to regain complete consciousness.  You look up at the person holding you in his arms.

"You alright, Princess?" Jaebum's asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Seeing that you are no longer fainting, Jaebum lowered you down to sit on the floor. He sat next to you and rubbed your back comfortingly. Jackson crouched down in front of you, looking extremely worried. Namjoon is next to him, looking equally as concerned. Jackson pressed his hand to your head and held it there for a moment.

"She doesn't have a fever or anything," he said, taking it away.

"What happened?" Jaebum asked him.

"She answered the door, and I introduced her to Namjoon. Then she got super pale all of a sudden and passed out." He explained.

Jaebum glanced at Namjoon with a big, goofy grin.

"This probably happens to you all the time," he joked.

Namjoon laughed a bit and patted Jaebum's shoulder. You know BTS and GOT7 are all friends. You even remember the video thing they did together with a while back.

"Good to see you, Jaebum," Namjoon said with a smile, "But, I don't think she fainted because of me. It was likely something else."

Namjoon faced you with a friendly smile. You blushed madly, partially because your embarrassed for fainting in front of him, but also partially because it's fucking Kim Namjoon.

"Have you eaten anything today?" he asked.

You thought for a moment, then shook your head no. You remember that you were late for work this morning, so you missed breakfast. Then after work, you got Starbucks with Hyunah, but you didn't get anything to eat. Then when Mark sprung the party on you, you were too busy getting ready to notice your hunger.

"And did you start drinking on an empty stomach?" Namjoon asked.

You nodded. "Yeah, I completely forgot to eat at all today."

"Come on," Jaebum said, getting up, "Let's get you over to the couch and I'll get you some food."

You nodded.

"I'm going to show Namjoon around, and then I'll come to check on you. Okay?" Jackson asked you.

You smiled at him, "Okay."

Jaebum reached for your arms, which you offered to him. He hoisted you up and made you put your arm around his shoulder for support. He continued to support you as you walked into the hallway, away from everyone else.

"Jaebumie, I can walk by myself," you said, giggling a bit.

Jaebum shook his head. "I don't trust it, Y/N. You just fainted."

"Who just fainted??" Chan appeared into the hallway.

He sees Jaebum supporting you as you walk, and his face immediately changed to a worried expression.

"Are you alright, honey?" He asked you.

You felt Jaebum's grip tighten on you.

"I'm literally fine now," you replied.

You managed to escape Jaebum's tight grip. You moved over a bit, showing that you can manage on your own. Jaebum frowned at you for not letting him help. You literally feel fine though. You're quite hungry, but once you eat you know you'll be alright.

"If you literally just fainted, you shouldn't be walking on your own," Chan chided.

Jaebum crossed his arms and looked at you as if to say 'See? I told you'. You rolled your eyes a bit.

"You guys are so dramatic," you said nonchalantly, "I can walk just fine."

You took a step forward, to prove it to them. Suddenly though, you felt quite dizzy. The room is spinning a little. You placed your fingers on your temple and squeezed your eyes shut. Okay, maybe you aren't completely fine. You still need some food in you. You stopped walking and waited a moment for the dizziness to go away. You didn't wait that long though, because someone scooped you up in their arms.

You opened your eyes to see Chan's cheeky grin. His strong arms had picked you up, bridal style, with ease. You immediately turned red.

"W-what are you doing?" You asked.

"Yeah, what are you doing?" Jaebum repeated, more harshly.

You glared at him, but he just glared at Chan.

"You looked like you were about to pass out again," Chan explained, still holding you, "I had to do something."

"You should put her down," Jaebum said lowly.

"And let her pass out? No way, mate," Chan said, chuckling a little.

To Jaebum's annoyance, Chan carried you over to the couch. He placed you down gently and crouched down next to you.

"Want me to get you some food, honey?" He asked, with a soft smile.

"I'll get it for her," Jaebum said, appearing behind Chan, "You should just go enjoy the party, Chan."

Though Jaebum's tone seems friendly, you know on the inside he wants to punch Chan in the face. Jaebum is being as childish as hell. Chan is just a really nice guy. Not everyone wants to get in your pants, and Jaebum needs to realize that.

"I think Y/N deserves to enjoy her own party first," Chan said, turning to Jaebum, "It's no big deal."

Jaebum clenched his teeth but managed to flash a fake smile to cover it up. Chan got up and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Calm down, Im Jaebum," you whispered, glaring up at him.

"I'm calm, Y/N," Jaebum lied.

"Your chin is stating otherwise."

Jaebum scowled at you. That joke never gets old.

"Why does Chan have to touch you?" Jaebum asked, annoyed.

"I was about to pass out again and he caught me. Is that so terrible?" You snapped.

"Yes. It is."

"You're being childish."

Jaebum scoffed. "Ya, don't be dense, Y/N. He's blatantly flirting with you."

"Jaebum, he's from Australia. They're just like that."

Jaebum pauses for a moment and unclenches his jaw. He knows you're right. It's like a known fact that Aussies are cheeky flirts. It's just the culture, you think.

"Not to mention," you added, "he's been only kind to me the whole night. He hasn't tried anything, trust me."

"I just don't like how comfortable he is with you," Jaebum said, "You guys just met."

"So?"

At that moment, Chan returned with a plate of food.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I got a bunch of different things," he explained, handing you the plate, "I hope you don't mind."

You looked down at the completely full plate. There's a slice of pizza, some kimbap, french fries, sausages (more like hot dogs) on a stick, and some rice.

"This looks great," you replied happily, "Thank you!"

Chan grinned. You began to eat, as Chan sat next to you. Jaebum noticed this, and immediately sat on the other side of you. You continued to eat, acting like the silence isn't awkward. The food is too good for you to worry about Jaebum's childish jealousy right now. You nearly finished the food in your plate, when suddenly, one of the Stray Kids, you think Woojin, came running towards you guys.

"CHAN!!," he exclaimed, frantically, "You gotta come quickly!! It's Jeongin! He's.... just come with me. Now!"

Chan's eyes widened and he jumped up.

"What's going on?!" He asked.

Woojin just motioned for him to follow. Chan quickly ran after Woojin. You want to see what's going on as well. You shoved the pizza crust in your mouth and put the plate on the coffee table. You grabbed Jaebum's hand and pulled him along with you.

You walked into the game room area and gasped. Jeongin is doing a handstand on a keg, chugging the beer, shirtless. His pants are somehow inside out and backwards by the looks of it. Felix is helping Jeongin stay in a handstand position by holding his legs. The rest of Stray Kids are yelling and hollering, except for Chan and Woojin. Chan looks completely shocked. You watch him as he runs over to Jeongin, and you follow with Jaebum at your heels.

"Felix, what the hell?!?!!" Chan yells over the noise.

Felix, who is swaying side to side, gives Chan a lazy grin.

"Our maknae is having so much funnn," he slurs, "right, Jeongin??"

Jeongin, who is still gulping down the beer, nods.

Chan pushes Felix aside and grab's Jeongin. Felix stumbles, and you manage to catch him before he falls over completely.

"Hey there good lookin," Felix slurs.

You giggle and turn around, pushing Felix into Jaebum's arms. Jaebum catches the drunk boy, and shoots you a dirty look.

"Felix, what happened?" Jaebum asked the boy in his arms.

"JB!! What's up, big bro??? How's Day6 been doing lately??? Oops, wait... no wait... that's not it.... that's not... your group is..." Felix stumbles over his words.

You stifled a laugh as Jaebum frowned. You focused your attention back to the poor Stray Kids maknae.

Chan lifted Jeongin off the keg and lightly places him on his feet. He held on to him, so he doesn't topple over.

"Channiieee, how are y-," Jeongin burps, "how are you, leader bro?"

"Jeongin, how much did you drink??" Chan asked.

Jeongin looks at his hands and counts his fingers. He holds up ten fingers and also lifts up his foot.

"Like.... 13...ish.," he says, questioningly.

"Where are your shoes and socks..?" You asked.

Jeongin found this absolutely hysterical. He started dying of laughter. You turned to the other Stray Kids, who were acting like nothing happened because leader Chan stepped in.

"Guys, where are Jeongin's shirt, shoes, and socks?" Chan asks them.

"He threw his shirt in the pool because he said it needed to cool down," Minho explained.

"He said his shirt needed to cool down?" You asked.

Minho nodded. Chan shook his head disapprovingly.

"And his shoes and socks?" Chan asked, losing his patience.

"Well, his shoes are in the dishwasher," Jisung announced.

"WHY THE FUC-" Chan yelled, but then paused, taking a deep breath, "Why are his shoes in the dishwasher?"

Chan began rubbing his temple. You kind of feel bad for him. He's so young and he has 8 reckless kids to take care of.

"Because they were dirty," Jisung said as if that made perfect logical sense.

"Bro, I said to put them in the washing machine, not the dishwasher," Hyunjin said, "fucking idiot."

"HEY! Jisung is not an idiot!" Minho snapped, defending Jisung.

"Who puts shoes in the fucking dishwasher?!" Hyunjin snapped back, "Oh yeah, IDIOTS DO."

"AND WHO THE FUCK PUTS SHOES IN A WASHING MACHINE?" Jisung yelled.

"NORMAL PEOPLE DO!" Hyunjin yelled back.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, HYUNJIN. YOU'RE SO MEAN!" Jisung yelled.

"AT LEAST I'M NOT AN IDIOT!"

And then BAM. Hell broke loose. Minho lunged forward and slapped Hyunjin in the face. Seungmin and Woojin quickly pulled him away and held him back from Hyunjin. Hyunjin covered his cheek with his hand, in complete shock. Chan handed the unstable Jeongin over to you, then stepped in the middle of the two. You could tell he's very angry.

"THAT'S ENOUGH," he fumed, "you're BOTH idiots. Congrats. Fucking cheers. Now stop drinking if you can't handle the effects."

And then, Jeongin started crying. You're heart shattered seeing him cover his face and sob against your shoulder. The rest of Stray Kids immediately turned to the crying child in your arms. They all look upset because they kind of caused it.

"No, no, no, shhhh," you tried soothing the boy, "Don't cry. It's okay."

You hugged the drunk boy as he continued to cry. You turned towards the group, still hugging the kid.

"Guys, please," you started, "You need to be more careful. You should never hurt each other, verbally or physically."

The boys looked down towards the ground, ashamed. They let go of Minho and he went towards Hyunjin.

"I'm sorry," Minho said, "I shouldn't have done that."

"Yeah, you shouldn't have." Hyunjin snapped.

Jaebum, who is now holding drunk Felix and Changbin in both arms, cleared his throat. Hyunjin glanced at him, and then the ground.

"You owe him an apology too," Chan said to Hyunjin, "Come on. Let's be adults here. Shall we?"

Hyunjin sighed. "I'm sorry I called Jisung an idiot. He's not that dumb."

"Hell yeah!" Jisung exclaimed, "Wait... what?"

Drunk idiots. Jeongin laughed against your chest and pulled out of your hug. You wiped his tears stained cheeks and smiled at him.

"Alright. Jeongin and Felix are cut off from drinking any more." Chan instructed, "The rest of you have one more chance. If you guys get out of hand again, we are all leaving. Got it?"

"Got it!" Stray Kids replied in unison.

"Good," Chan said, "Now, go have fun, and don't kill each other."

The Stray Kids scrambled wherever in the house, leaving you, Chan, Jaebum, Jeongin, Felix, and Changbin. You and Jaebum walked your drunk kids over to some bean bags in the corner of the room and dropped them off there. Jeongin squeaked as he slumped down onto the bean bag. Felix giggled and pulled Changbin closer to him.

"Changbin, are you even drunk?" Chan asked.

Changbin shrugged. "I'm chilling."

"Can you get Jeongin's shirt out of the pool at least?" Chan asked.

Changbin pouted and nuzzled closer to Felix. Chan rolled his eyes.

"I'll go get it," You offered, "And while his shirt dries, I'll go grab one of Mark's for him to wear."

"You don't have to do that," Chan said.

"I want to. Plus, Jeongin is too young to be shirtless at a party," you said.

Jeongin flashed a dorky smile at you, making you giggle.

"Be right back," you said, leaving Jaebum and Chan there.

You walked out the back door of Mark's house and made your way over to the pool area. You spotted Jeongin's shirt floating in the middle of the pool, over by the deep end. You sighed and grabbed the long net thing for the pool. You managed to fish the drenched shirt out with ease. You brought it inside and decided to throw it into the washing machine because it smells like chlorine. You headed over to Mark's room, saying hi to some people along the way. Youngjae saw you and rushed over to your side.

"Where are you going?" he asked, walking along with you.

"Mark's room," you replied.

"NO!" Youngjae exclaimed, "I mean... why do you need to go there? You should be enjoying the party!"

"I need to get one of the Stray Kids a shirt to wear. It's a long story," you explained.

"Well, why do you need to get one of Mark's shirts?"

"I doubt Jeongin wants to wear one of my shirts.."

"Here! Just give him this."

Youngjae started unbuttoning his own shirt. You're so confused. Why is Youngjae acting so weird?

"Ya, Youngjae? Are you drunk?"

"No, I'm no-" he muttered as he continued unbuttoning his shirt, "I MEAN YES! I am very drunk. Woah, almost tripped for a second there. So drunk. That's me, drunk Youngjae. Haha."

You stopped walking and looked at him. Youngjae avoided eye contact with you, and he began fiddling with his fingers.

"Youngjae, you're not drunk. What's going on?" You asked.

"I just... think you should stay out of Mark's room. Here," with that, he handed you his shirt.

You glanced at the shirt in your hand, then back at Youngjae. Your eyes trailed down his bare chest a bit. You never really thought about Youngjae's body. He actually has some abs that most people wouldn't think he'd have. He's got a pretty nice body. Come to think of it, he has a very nice body. Not as ripped as Jackson, or as skinny as Yugyeom, but it doesn't really matter. He's pretty perfect as he is.

"Y/N?" Youngjae broke the silence.

"S-sorry," you mumbled, "thanks for the shirt."

You rushed off before Youngjae could get another word in. You can't believe you got so flustered back there. Talk about embarrassing. You didn't speak for a good minute, staring at Youngjae's topless self. You spotted Chan and Jaebum in one of the guest rooms. You were about to enter, but part of their conversation made you pause.

"...I'm proud of you," Jaebum spoke up.

"You are?" Chan asked.

"Yeah. You diffused that situation with your group," Jaebum explained, "You handled it very well."

"I did? I mean, I should have stepped in sooner. Hyunjin got smacked."

"That was fine. Minho knows what he did was wrong, and he is probably never going to do it again. You stepped in at the right time."

"I don't know... I mean, sometimes I wonder if I'm even right to be a leader. I hate making them upset when I reprimand them."

"A group as young as you guys needs some tough love. It's like you have kids, Chan. When I started out as the leader of Got7, I had no idea what I was doing. I wasn't ready for all the shit they put me through, but I learned as I went along. I can tell you right now, you're already doing better than I was doing back then. You're doing a great job. You're a good leader, and I'm sure the rest of Stray Kids would agree with me."

"...Thank you, Jaebum. It really does mean a lot coming from you."

"Ya, don't mention it."

"I might mention it to some people.."

You heard Jaebum laugh, and decided now is a good time to interrupt. The boys look up at you as you peaked your head into the door frame.

"Hey, guys!" You chirped, "Where did you leave Jeongin?"

"He should be in the living room," Chan replied, "but you don't have to go give it to him. I can do that. You should go enjoy your party."

"I am enjoying it," you said, before hurrying off to the living room.

The party has been a little chaotic, but still enjoyable. Plus, you don't mind helping. Chan seems like he has his hands pretty full most of the time. Jaebum does too. The leaders should get a little break sometimes.

You spot Jeongin on the couch next to Hyunjin and Seungmin. You made your way over and handed him Youngjae's shirt.

"Thank you, Noona!" Jeongin exclaimed, putting the shirt on.

No one's called you 'Noona' before. You feel old all of a sudden. You suppose you've only been around people who are older than you or the same age as you. You smiled at Jeongin and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Hey babydoll," Jackson greets you, walking with you into the kitchen, "How are you feeling?"

"Much better. I just needed some food in me." You replied.

"That's good!" Jackson said.

He moved aside, quickly dodging a running Jisung, holding socks up in the air. He moved aside again, dodging a running Woojin, likely chasing after Jisung. You figure those must be Jeongin's missing socks.

"Woah," Jackson muttered, "those kids are wild."

You nodded and giggled.

"Want to drink some more?" You asked Jackson, "I'm not drunk enough."

"Absolutely."