“…”
“Ping Ping,” Jin whispered softly and noticed people were watching them.
Smiling, he bent down to pull his cousin into his arms.
“I missed you,” the idol prince admitted, “Ask Shun once the party is over. Right now, play nice.”
He pulled back and pinched the chubby cheeks, before posing for the cameras and recordings. While this was happening, Wen Dong was trying to stop Shun from grabbing another drink.
“What the heck is wrong with you?”
“What? You drink too,” Shun narrowed his blue eyes, “I can drink too.”
“But I have 2 livers, you only have half of one.”
“…”
“Ah Shun,” Wen Dong sighed and his face quickly caught fright when he watched Shun ignore what was said to chug another glass. Grabbing the empty glass from the silver haired male, he reprimanded the bartender and pulled Shun to stand. Frowning at his childhood friend, he could already see the flushed redness and the slight winces from Shun.