"What time does it start?" Donghyuck asks the others, sounding a little bit impatient and most definitely demanding for their attention.

His friends look up from their smartphones and books; Jeno. Raising a brow at him.

"Huh?" He rolls his eyes at Jaemin's confusion, the pink haired boy soon takes his earphones off when Yangyang snickers at them.

"5 pm, I think? I'm not too sure what Nayeon whispered to me earlier in Health class." Mark says in all honesty as he scratches the back of his head.

"Great, that's just enough time to get ready and yolo my homework." Donghyuck smirks mischievously.

He then turns to the raven haired boy, who's currently looking at him with doe eyes; oblivious as fuck.

"Jeno, you're coming with me."

"To where... Exactly...?" The said boy asks in a soft tone, Jaemin across from him audibly coos and puckers his lips to just get a reaction from Jeno.

As expected, Jeno instinctively leans back a bit with his face showing grimace.

However, Jaemin's eagle eyes of course could not miss the blush creeping up on Jeno's soft cheeks.

"To the party, duh." Donghyuck sasses with his hands on his hips.

"I'm going to a party?" Jeno shrieks.

"Indeed you are, Jen. All five of us are going," Yangyang answers full of enthusiasm, draping an arm around Jeno's shoulders.

The raven haired boy beside him grunts from the sudden weight, "but I didn't agree to this!" He attempts to protest and hopefully persuade his friends– most likely Donghyuck, that he won't be going.

The tanned male just shrugs his shoulders, "well, we agree to disagree."

"I'm not going!" Regardless, Jeno continues to protest.

"Oh, come on." Donghyuck lets his arms hang on his sides. "You gotta go with us, Jen. Try it."

"You cannot force me to go, I literally did not give you any consent!" The raven haired boy scowls.

"But how are you going to try the wild side, find what you want and have fun if you can't even go to a party?" Donghyuck sulks as he speaks out his honest thoughts.

"There will be so many people." Jeno mutters.

"That's the point." Donghyuck responds in a flat tone alongside with a bored our look.

Finally, before they could continue debating on if Jeno should go to a party or not, Jaemin interjects.

"Hey, guys calm down." He tries his best to settle them down in a calm way. "Why do we have to go to a party again? Is that... Necessary?"

"To let Jeno have fun, duh. Gosh, Jaemin. Listen when I'm talking, will you?" Donghyuck scoffs bitterly.

Mark shakes his head at his attitude before speaking up, "Hyuck initially planned on having Jeno take his first shot of alcohol or something."

"I'M GOING TO DO WHAT?!"

"Relax, it's not like you're underage." Donghyuck waves him off, "but I'd love to see a drunk Jeno. Wouldn't that be fun?" He smiles mischievously.

Jaemin pinches the bridge of his nose before saying, "if that's the case and initial plan, then we don't have to bring Jeno to a party."

Yangyang nods in agreement, "Especially when it's loaded with people like us."

"Then what's your suggestion, genius?" Donghyuck glares at Jaemin.

"Don't mind him, he's been stoked about this party and now he's just bummed out he can't go." Mark briefly explains to them about Donghyuck's behavior today.

"Not because I'm grounded this time too!" Donghyuck quickly adds.

Jaemin tuts in response, "fine, we will let you go to the party." Donghyuck's face immediately lights up from hearing that.

"But you won't be able to see Jeno's first shot of alcohol, ever." The tattoo then adds, emphasizing the last part.

It has Donghyuck groaning in annoyance, crossing his arms as he mutters incoherent. "Fine! We'll just see where I end up at then." He says instead.

Meanwhile, Jeno clears his throat to gain their attention. After all, not to sound cocky or anything near that– it's literally a fact; they're talking about him anyway.

It is about him.

"Is the goal to get me drunk? Will I actually? In that case, I won't be going." Crossing his arms as the others glance at each other for a second.

"Like, what if I pass out? do something horrible and embarrassing? Oh my goodness, I already feel like I'm going to barf!" He rambles.

Yangyang snickers mischievously before mumbling to the other three, "he's like...on point, which is funny because he's the one who's inexperienced!"

"What?"

"Nothing!" He smiles innocently at the raven haired boy who stares at him intently.

"Anywho, it is settled then. We will just have a small hangout, with us five only." Jaemin emphasizes while sending a glare to Donghyuck.

Ignoring the frown on the tanned male's face, he continues. "This Saturday, just to make sure. If anything goes south with Jeno's first time."

Couldn't hear the last part, Jeno furrows his eyebrows. "What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"I'll bring the drinks!" Yangyang happily volunteers, "don't worry, I'm good at this task!"

"I guess we can order pizza or whatever," Mark shrugs his shoulders. "Who's place though?"

"Definitely not mine," Jeno instantly says in advance.

"Since my plan to go to the party is canceled, I guess mine. I'll just have to pretend it's my party." Donghyuck nonchalantly says.

"Alright, any more questions?" Mark looks around the table.

Jeno then slowly raises his hand, Mark signals him to go ahead almost right away. "Uhmm... do I have to do this?"

"If you want, I mean... It is part of the wild side." Yangyang replies in nonchalance.

Jaemin nods in agreement, "no pressure though, darling." He winks as Jeno kicks him from under the table.

"Ow! If you wanted to play footsies, you could have told me." He whines, making Jeno groan in annoyance.

Mark reaches over to pat Jeno's hand, "for real though, just pretend it's a simple sleepover with us."

"Just with alcohol and some wild shit." Donghyuck snickers before yelping when Jaemin harshly nudges him on the side.

"Stop scaring him, you moron." He grumbles.

"It's not like he doesn't know he's going to taste alcohol for the first time when I literally told y'all." Donghyuck states.

"I'm so excited! Jeno's next step to loosen up, I can't wait to capture it all on video!" Yangyang chirps, having the others face palm in response.