You slammed back another shot with Got6 and Namjoon. Yugyeom made a face at the bitter taste of the liquor and BamBam started making fun of him for it. Jinyoung has his arm around Jackson's shoulder and is clinging to him so he doesn't fall over. He's playing with Jackson's hair, while Namjoon is trying to have a conversation with Jackson.  Youngjae, who is still shirtless, is laughing very loudly at something JB just said. JB just looks confused, because it looks like what he said was not meant to be funny. You love hanging out with them so much. The only one missing right now is Mark. Your best friend has been absent for most of the night, which is strange since he's the one that threw you this party in the first place. You decide you should probably go find him.

Mission One: Locate Marky Mark

You stumbled into the living room. Maybe you're a little drunker than you thought. You scanned the room with your eyes but did not see Mark. You spotted Hyunah talking to Jisung and Chan in the corner. They might know where he is, maybe.

"Hey," you greeted, walking up to the group, "Do you guys know where Mark is? I can't find-"

"All I'm saying is that I am pretty much the best in 3Racha," Jisung declared proudly.

"WHAT THE HELL?! That's a load of BULLSHIT! I started 3Racha in the first place! I make all the music that you rap over!" Chan argued.

"Hmm, who's the best rapper though?" Hyunah asked, stirring the pot a bit.

"Me!" They both exclaimed in unison.

They glared at each other and you giggled.

"Y/N, honey, aren't I the best rapper in 3Racha?" Chan asked you with an innocent smile.

You just giggled again, making him pout at you.

"DID YOU HEAR THAT? She said HaHaHa, and you know what that sounds like? Ha... Ha... HAN!" Jisung/Han exclaimed, "She thinks I'm the best rapper in 3Racha!"

You and Hyunah looked at each other and started cracking up.

"Honestly," Hyunah began, wiping a stray tear from laughing so hard, "the best rapper in 3Racha is Changbin."

Chan and Jisung both furrowed their brows angrily. You pinched their cheeks, making their frowns turn into cringe faces.

"Owww, that hurts," Jisung complained, pulling away.

"Ya, Y/N, you have strong fingers," Chan muttered, rubbing his sore cheek.

"Have you hoes seen Mark?" You asked finally.

"Hoes?" Jisung asked.

"I haven't seen him much tonight," Hyunah replied.

"I saw him go into the hallway once, about 10
minutes ago. I haven't seen him since though," Chan said.

You nodded and left the group without another word. Drunk you is on a mission to find your best friend. You need to stop getting distracted.

"Hey, babygirl."

Oh no. A distraction. Yugyeom stepped in front of you, blocking your path to the hallway. You tried to walk around him, but he stepped in your way again.

"Where are you going, cutie?" He asked, curiously.

"I'm on a mission, Yugyeomie," you said, trying to push past the human tree.

"A mission?" He asked, with a cute chuckle.

No, not cute. You need to focus on the task at hand. Don't get distracted by Yugyeom's cuteness. Oh no, he's smiling at you now.

"Stop that!" You said, gripping his face in your hands.

"Stop what?" He said through a pout because you're squeezing his cheeks together.

"Stop being cute! Didn't I tell you I'm on a mission," you said seriously.

"Ya, drunk you is funny."

You scoffed and pushed his face away from you. You hastily moved around him. You thought you were finally free, but long arms wrapped around your waist.

"No no no no no no no no no," you protested, banging on Yugyeom's strong arms.

He laughed loudly as he carried you over to the couch. He sat down with you in his lap and buried his face in your neck.

"Goodnight," he mumbled, closing his eyes.

This is bad. Yugyeom's grip on you is tight. You keep reminding yourself of the mission at hand, but you fit so comfortably in Yugyeom's lap. No, not comfortably. You have to finish your mission. You. Need. To. Find. Mark.

Focus!

"SOMEONE HELP MEEEE!!" You yelled over the loud music.

You continued squirming in Yugyeom's arms, not noticing the figure standing in front of you.

"Are you good, Y/N?" Namjoon asked you.

You looked up at him and shook your head no.

"Help me escape!" You exclaimed desperately.

"Hey, Namjoon-ah. What's up?" Yugyeom greeted Namjoon without honorifics.

"Ya, Yugyeom, you shouldn't talk casually with people who are older than you," Namjoon chided jokingly.

"HELP MEEEEE!!" You yelled.

Namjoon laughed and offered you his hand. You took it, and he pulled you out of Yugyeom's arms. Baby Yugyeom pouted and crossed his arms over his chest.

"No fair. I want Y/N with mee," he whined.

"I haven't talked to her all night long. It's my turn with Y/N," Namjoon said, chuckling.

You smiled and took Namjoon's hand.

"Help me with my mission!" You exclaimed, pulling him away from the couch.

You pulled him into the hallway and then stopped.

"So, what was your mission?" Namjoon asked you.

"Uhh," you mumbled, "I don't remember."

You racked your brain, trying to remember what in hell you were trying to do. You're too drunk to function at the moment.

"Were you looking for something?" Namjoon asked, trying to help you out.

"I think so...." you mumbled.

"HEy, guys!" Jackson exclaimed, wobbling over to you two.

Right now, Namjoon seems like the soberest one. You'd say you're a tiny bit soberer than Jackson, but not much. Jackson put his arm around you and Namjoon and grinned.

"What are you guys up to... all alone?" Jackson asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Why are your eyebrows doing that? Stop it," you slurred, poking Jackson's eyebrows.

Namjoon laughed.

"You know you like it, babydoll," Jackson said, wiggling them more, and bringing his face closer to yours.

You bit your lip, and Jackson smirked. You can tell he's in the mood for some action. Most drunk people get horny very easily, and Jackson is no exception. Neither are you. Namjoon cleared his throat, making both of you turn your attention to him.

"Are you guys like... a thing?" he asked, a little confused.

You and Jackson responded at the exact same time.

"Yes." "No."

Namjoon's brows furrowed as he stared at both of you.

"Why'd you say no?" Jackson asked you.

"Why'd you say yes?" You asked him.

"I... don't know," Jackson mumbled, "I mean, we have a thing going on..."

"Yeah but that doesn't mean we are a thing..." You mumbled back.

Namjoon looks so confused.

"What thing do you guys have going on?" he asked.

"It's a kind of complicated," you said, looking at the ground.

"It's not complicated at all actually," Jackson snapped.

"What do you mean?" you asked him.

"We fuck sometimes. How is that complicated?"

Namjoon choked on air. You stared at Jackson with wide eyes. You know he's just drunk, but how could he be so damn transparent?

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Jackson asked.

You scoffed and pushed his arm off from around your shoulder. You started to walk away, but Jackson grabbed your wrist.

"Why are you mad?" he asked, "What I said is true. You can't say we don't have a thing, because we do."

"Okay, but you don't have to go announcing it," You snapped.

"Who cares?"

"I care! Seriously, Jackson. It's not something you just say."

"It's not even a big deal, Y/N."

"It is to me. If you can't respect that, then don't talk to me."

And with that, you stormed off. You're so damn angry right now. How could Jackson be so oblivious and stupid? He should know better than to say things like that out loud. Especially when Mark could be around somewhere to hear it. OH WAIT! You remember your mission now. You have to go find Mark.

You made your way into his room, closing the door behind you. The light is on in his bathroom and the door is closed. You walked over to it and knocked lightly.

"Mark? You in there?" You asked.

You heard a cough and the sound of someone clearing their throat.

"Y-yeah," Mark replied.

His voice is weak, which immediately concerns you.

"Are you okay?" You asked through the door.

"Yeah, I just... drank a bit too much," he said.

Then you heard sounds of him throwing up.

"I'm coming in," you said.

You opened the door to see Mark's head in the toilet. You sighed and crouched down next to him. He coughed a bit, and then lurched forward, throwing up more. You put your hand on his back comfortingly.

"My poor baby," You soothed.

Mark finished throwing up, and you gave him some toilet paper to wipe his mouth with.

"I'm not your baby," he muttered, wiping his mouth.

You giggled and pushed his hair away from his face.

"Yes, you are. You're my little baby," You teased.

"I'm older than you, Y/N," he reminded you.

"So then am I your baby?"

"I forgot how annoying you are when you're drunk."

You slapped his arm playfully, and he chuckled.

"Do you want me to get you water or something?" You asked.

"Nah, Youngjae was getting me some," Mark said, sitting back against the wall, "I don't know where he is though."

"I can go find him," you offered.

Mark nodded. You patted his head and got up. You walked back into the hallway, determined.

Mission Two: Locate Mr. Choi Youngjae

You giggled at your drunk self and went into the living room. The music's still blaring, and almost everyone is dancing. They're playing Ko Ko Bop by Exo right now (one of your favs) and you are very tempted to join everyone else and start dancing.

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You spot BamBam and Yugyeom having a dance off with each other, and decide to go up to them. BamBam smiles widely when he sees you approaching them, and he immediately grabs your hand.

"Wanna dance, buttercup?" He asks, pulling you close to him.

You giggle and shake your head no. BamBam pouts at you.

"I have to find Youngjae," you explained over the music, "do you know where he is?"

BamBam shook his head. He turned his head to Yugyeom.

"YO, YG," he called out, "Do you know where Youngjae is?"

Yugyeom shrugged as he continued to dance along.

"I gotta go find him," you said, letting go of BamBam's hand.

He pouted again and grabbed your hips.

"Dance with me," he said, swaying his hips to the beat.

You really want to dance with him. You haven't hung out with BamBam much the past few days and you kind of feel bad about it. But, you should focus on your mission. BamBam pulled your body flush against his own, making you blush. Yugyeom kind of rolled his eyes a bit, and walks away. Maybe he's too drunk to care.

"Maybe just one song.." you murmured.

BamBam grinned as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You both swayed lightly to the slow tempo of the song. BamBam's gaze never left your face. You can't help but smile at his cuteness.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" BamBam asked suddenly.

You giggled a bit and nodded. "A few times before, yes. I wouldn't mind hearing it again though."

BamBam chuckled, "Your beauty astounds me every time I see you."

You blushed like crazy and looked at the ground. This seems like a cringe-y romance movie, but it's so hard to resist BamBam's charm. He lifted your chin with his fingers and gazed into your eyes longingly. You just want those lips of his pressed to yours. Upon thought though, that's probably a very bad idea.

"If you're about to kiss me, you shouldn't," you mumbled.

"Why not?" He whispered, bringing his face closer to yours.

His lips practically brushed yours as he spoke. You hope no one else is in the near vicinity to see this right now.

"We are in a room full of people who know Mark... some very well," you explained in a low tone.

"Why do you care?" he asked, not moving away.

"Because, if Mark finds out, he's going to be pissed," you continued,  "I don't want to start any drama between you guys and I don't want my friendship with Mark to be ruined."

"But, if he knew how much I liked you, I don't think he'd mind. He should be happy for us."

"Us?"

"Y/N, I really like you."

"I know, BamBam, but we can't-"

"Yes, we can."

And then, he kissed you. His lips are so soft against yours. It's been so long since you've kissed them, you aren't used to their plumpness. You part your lips lightly, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth. BamBam leaned into your body more. His hands traveled down to cup your ass, making you hum against his mouth.

"What the fuck?!"

Uh oh. You pushed BamBam off of you and turned to see Jinyoung with wide eyes. You don't know what to do and you started to panic. You looked at BamBam and mouthed the words 'sorry', making him look confused as all hell. Then, you slapped the poor Thai boy across the face, trying not to make it too hard. BamBam winced and looked completely shocked, making you feel terrible.

"Bitchh," he muttered, covering his cheek.

Jinyoung turned to face BamBam, looking angry as all hell. You had to play it off as if BamBam came on to you. You know you're kind of blaming BamBam and getting him into trouble, but you panicked. You do feel bad, and you know you're going to have to make up for it sometime later.

"Watch it, BamBam," Jinyoung warned, "And keep your hands to yourself."

"S-she came onn to meee," BamBam slurred.

He wasn't that drunk when you guys were dancing, so you're a bit confused. You glanced at BamBam, who still has half of his face covered with his hand from your slap. He winked at you, which calmed you down. He's just acting super drunk. He can blame him coming on to you from his drunkness to Jinyoung.

"I did not come on to you!" you acted along, "I was just trying to find Youngjae, and then BamBam pulled me aside. He kissed me!"

BamBam fake glared at you. To you though, he just looks absolutely adorable. You almost giggled at his fake angry face, so you covered your mouth.

"Seriously, stop being a drunk perv. How about that?" Jinyoung snapped at BamBam.

BamBam fake frowned and nodded.

"Y/N, come with me," Jinyoung took your hand, "And, BamBam, you better stay away from her for the rest of the night."

With that, Jinyoung pulled you away from poor BamBam. You glanced at BamBam as Jinyoung pulled you, and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled and gave you a finger heart. He's so damn adorable. Jinyoung continued to pull you through the crowd of people, further from BamBam. Once you two are alone in the hall, he turns to you. He cups your face in his hands lovingly.

"Are you alright, Angel?" Jinyoung asks you.

You nodded, "I'm fine. I just need to find Youngjae for my mission."

"Mission?" Jinyoung asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Long story..." you muttered, "Anyway, do you know where he is?"

"I do not. I haven't seen him for quite a bit."

You frowned. Where could Youngjae be? You know Mark's house it big, but it shouldn't be this hard to find one guy.

"Can you help me find him?" You asked, looking up at Jinyoung with big eyes.

"That depends," he teased, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip, "what's in it for me?"

Another distraction. You really need to stop getting so side-tracked. Why does this keep happening to you? You have missions to complete! Maybe you can guilt Jinyoung into helping you find Mr. Choi Youngjae.

"He's your band member, so shouldn't you be concerned as to where he is? What if he's in danger?" You tried.

Jinyoung scoffed. "Youngjae is fine! This is a party, nothing dangerous. Why are you so concerned?"

"I need him."

"For what?"

"I.... fuck I forget."

You're still pretty drunk. You remember that someone told you to find Youngjae, but you can't remember who and for what reason. Dammit.

"If you forgot then how important can your 'mission' be?" Jinyoung asked, slipping his hands around your waist.

"Jinyoungiee," you whined.

"Ew, stop calling me that," he complained, with a grossed out expression.

"Help me find him, please?" You begged politely.

"After," Jinyoung said.

"After what??"

Jinyoung moved you to the side and opened a door behind you. You recognize it as one of Mark's spare bedrooms, and you gulped. Uh oh. He pulled you into the room swiftly and brought you towards the bed. Oh no. He pushed you back onto the bed and took off his shirt and pants. You can see his semi-hard member through his boxers.

"This is a pretty big distraction," you muttered to yourself.

"Is that what you call it?" Jinyoung asked, pointing to his dick with a smirk.

You giggled. Maybe a little fun wouldn't be so bad...

"Lock the door," you said, "please."

Jinyoung smirked and walked over to the door. While he was closing and locking it, you took it upon yourself to slide your dress off and take off your heels. When Jinyoung turned around and saw you, he licked his lips.

"Ready for me, Angel?" He asked, crawling over you.

You didn't reply. Instead, you took his bottom lip between your teeth. You let your hands grip his tight muscles and your nails dig into his skin. Jinyoung pulled his lip out of your bite and smirked.

"Hmm, someone's feeling feisty tonight," Jinyoung whispered.

"Fuck yes," you muttered before pulling him down into a hungry kiss.

SMUT WARNING

Jinyoung brought his hands behind your back and unsnapped your bra in one movement. You giggled as he tossed it behind him lazily. His hands immediately started massaging your breasts as he sucked on the tender skin. You muffled a moan by covering your mouth with your hand.

"N-No hickies," you breathed.

"Yes hickies," Jinyoung mumbled against your skin.

You were about to protest when he took a nipple into his mouth. You're breathing hitched as you arched your back. A wave of pleasure washed over your entire body (typical fanfic sentence, sorry). Jinyoung's nails dug into your fleshy hips as he made sure to leave a few more hickies on your breasts. He pulled away to look down at his work.

"Now, they are even more beautiful," he said with a grin.

You rolled your eyes and pulled him back down, locking your lips onto his. You let his tongue roam around your mouth freely, as your hands traveled down his abs. You reached underneath his boxers and let your hands wrap around his erect cock tightly. Jinyoung's mouth fell open.

"Ah, ah, fuck," he cursed under his breath.

"Hmm, you like it tight, baby?" you asked tauntingly.

You tightened your grip on his cock, and he shuddered. His lips began to tremble a bit, making you get some ideas. You pushed Jinyoung off of you and pinned him down. He looked like he was about to argue at first, but he stopped when your lips attached to his collarbones. You bit down harshly, making him hiss at the pain.

"Ah! Y/N, seriously, ahh," he winced.

You stopped and began to kiss over the bruise you made.

"I got carried away," you whispered, "I like it when you're the sub."

Jinyoung furrowed his brows. "I'm not the sub. Ever."

"Yeah, okay."

He rolled his eyes at your blatant sarcasm.

"I am never, and will never be a sub," he spat.

"Oh really?" you teased, "How come Jackson can so easily direct you? Like when we were having that threesome?"

Jinyoung looked taken aback. He probably wasn't expecting that question. You smirked at his nervous expression.

"I-I was just drunk. We had just come from that club! I was drunk that whole time. That's why," he defended.

"And are you sober now?" You asked him.

"... not exactly."

"Good."

With that, you pinned his arms to his side and began kissing his neck.

"W-what do you think you're doing?" he asked, shakily.

"Being a dom," you whispered before biting down on his ear lobe.

Jinyoung groaned lowly and grabbed your hips. He ground you down onto his erection, but you pushed his hands away. You held them at his sides and started to grind on the boy yourself. He moaned lewdly which sounds like music to your ears.

"You like that, baby boy?" you asked.

You can feel his cock twitching underneath his boxers. The power you hold right now is making you wet already. He nodded with his eyes squeezed shut.

"Yes, Ma'm."

~~~~~~~~~~

I'm such a slut for Jinyoung, ooops. Hi bias-wrecker.

Anyways, you failed your mission, rip. Maybe you'll complete it in the next chapter, we'll see lol.

I pretty much got this chapter idea from my own personal drunk experiences. I always forget tasks I'm in the middle of and I am easily distracted when I'm drunk, so I set 'missions' for myself. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't, as seen in this chapter.

Btw Mark is fine, he just drank too much. It's normal, for those of you who don't drink. He doesn't have to go to the hospital or anything, he just had to get it out of his system.

Sooo,

Do you guys like being dom or sub?

For me it's both, I'm a switch ;)

~MIA