𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 • 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘩

「 twenty one 」

With the lingering dizziness and energetic vibe both individuals give off were  contrasting, Jena couldn't stand the lightheaded feeling and shyly asked the older for them to settle down and eat, gritting her teeth to refrain from giving the obvious. The male glanced at her and didn't question her request and obliged, walking both of them towards the food court and sitting down on the available chairs that weren't crowded. She looked up when he asked what she wanted to eat and she wasn't in the mood to even think and just go whatever the kim is having.

"Even corndogs?" Doyoung teases, remembering how the suh dislike the tasty food all because of that specific date they have back then that made Jena refrain from eating the delicious delicacy ever again. His sly smile on razzing faded and turned into a nervous chortle on seeing the furrowed brows of the younger, taking note to not mess with the suh at how intimidating she glares and decided to ask something else. "You okay with burgers baby?" he questions softly still with a tint of nervousness, sighing in relief that the younger agreed.

Doyoung didn't take long to get food for the two of them since the food court isn't that occupied with people, only a few customers here and there and most were ordering for take outs. The male holds the food tray of his order while he walks back to his seat with the younger, narrowed eyes to catch how preoccupied his girlfriend is when he comes back, placing the tray on the table as he takes a seat beside her. The male patiently waits for the younger to snap out of her thoughts and go back to reality, but she was taking longer than he actually expected and it was starting to concern him.

He tried calling her name a couple of times but it wasn't working, the younger lost in thought and was staring over the distance, far from being sober. He isn't naive that his girlfriend wasn't herself for the whole day: the consistent blank stares, blinking in pain and Jena simply being quiet was evitable, typically he knows how hyper and energetic she was and was wondering what's happening at the mere moment but tested waters to see if she'll talk about it, which she sadly didn't. Doyoung took the chance to lean over her cheeks and playfully bite it, a habit he attained on loving her chubby cheeks, taken aback by the scent his nose sniffed. He was completely stunned on the sour yet spicy aroma he had smell, immediately checking it out when he crash his lips to hers and that's when he finally notice it.

"Jena have you been drinking?" he quips solemly, the question instantly catch the younger's attention. Before she could ever open her mouth to answer, he already shut herself and continued talking. "Okay don't lie to me I know what a beer taste and smells like so don't make some absurb excuses to me." he scoffs, narrowed eyes judging his own lover intensely.

Jena raise her hands in defeat and takes in a deep breath, brain mussy and foggy to even think for a proper excuse to get away of her action. "And so what if I did drink?" she reprimanded, eyes almost squinting at how creased her brows is against the mad brows of her boyfriend.

"You're drinking within the daylights so tell me what's the good in that?"

"Since when did drinking have night schedule? As much as I remember there's no rule on what time do I want to get drunk nor wasted anyway."

He stroked his hair repeatedly due to stress, eyes wide as saucers at the answers Jena was giving, his dramatic ass covering his mouth to show his shock. There's no doubt at how pissed he is at the discovery but prolongs his temper to avoid ruining their day, swallowing all the urge to shout or raise his voice at her and avoid being an idiot on being furious on the spot. He massages his forehead as he exhales longly, eventually asking for the younger's defence on her walking around IKEA at two in the afternoon with alcohol in her system.