How long Jungkook has been drinking before he arrives, Yoongi has no idea. For that matter, he's unsure how long passes before he says more than a quick hello to the younger boy. Knowing they have tomorrow together is all the more reason for him to circulate with the others first, laughing and chatting away, increasingly relaxed as he gets increasingly intoxicated.

And then there's that, of course, that it's clear at a glance that Jungkook is drunk or close to it, the first time Yoongi's ever seen him this way. Perhaps it's smarter if they're not both so uninhibited around each other. He's sober enough to be sure of that, at least, and tipsy enough to question it. The other boys play with Jungkook's hair and drape themselves all over each other and it means nothing. Why should he hesitate to do the same? And then Jungkook calls to him, and what is he supposed to do, refuse him? So he crosses the room before he can second-guess himself for the tenth time, flopping onto the floor so his head is near Jungkook's. "Are you okay?"