Cole first met Luke's friends at a party Noah dragged him to.
They were all nice, friendly, and sweet but things quickly got awkward as Cole realized that the brunet haired beauty among them, was actually the one that was making out with Luke the other day.
Lee Chris, was the pretty brunet's name, pretty name for a pretty person, Cole noted and honestly, it all makes sense, who wouldn't want to kiss an angel like Lee Chris?
He wanted to talk to Chris, the man seemed friendly but the slight twist in his gut that could only be named as green, green, jealousy, wouldn't allow him to.
He wanted to be civil, at least, but couldn't help it when his lips twitched down in displeasure, eyebrows pinching together in irritation.
He tried to smile, he did try, he swears, he really, really did but it only came out awkward and weird and just, really comical that Luke couldn't help the laughter that bubbled in his chest, shoulders shaking as he tried to hold them in.
Luke eventually let it out, laughing loud, throwing his head back, shaking his head as he let his adorable little bunny teeth peak out and lord, Cole just swears he melted then and there, into a puddle, eyes softening so much that his vision turned hazy, the laughing man turning into the center of focus.
"You don't have to be so awkward, Cole, they're all nice and friendly. They don't bite, well, maybe they do since you practically look like a snack," Luke just shrugged his shoulders, the tiny smile on his face completely masking the existential crisis he felt inside as soon as those words left his mouth.
"Well, can't really disagree on that one," Min agreed, chuckling a little as he threw his hands up, the others nodding making Cole feel bashful, blush rising high on his cheek, head ducking down.
"Let's take a seat," Mingi broke Cole out of his little trance, the seven boys taking seats in one of the couches.
As time passed by, the boys one by one started to get going, either to get a drink or to dance and even to have sex leaving only Cole, Chris and Luke to sit.
Cole felt the pit of his stomach bubble with ugly green jealousy again, the sight of Chris and Luke giggling together too much for his little heart to handle, mind frustrated.
Cole didn't understand what was going on with himself. He knew he shouldn't feel jealous, he shouldn't, he knew. Just because Luke had hugged him a couple times didn't mean anything, he knew but he just couldn't help it and this alone got Cole frustrated altogether again.
He got up, walked briskly towards the bar, ordering a drink with his eyebrows pinched, his expression never faltering as he quickly chugged the drinks, giggling as he felt tipsy but he'd never admit it, though, only the effect of tension leaving his body, he tells himself, words slurred.
"Lukie, hug?" It was Luke's turn to melt, the pout adorning the tipsy man's lips making the younger boy's heart clench as he wrapped his hands around Cole's waist, pulling him down.
"Holy shit, Cole, how did you get so drunk in like fifteen minutes?" Luke was in awe while Cole only giggled, sneezing cutely as he snorted the water Luke made him drink.
"Where's Chris?" Cole slurred, conscious yet so, so giggly, he just couldn't help it, wrapping his arms around Luke's strong biceps, holding onto them.
"He's gone searching for Mingi," Luke smiled, fond, "Shorty's gotta big fat crush on Mingz, just wouldn't admit it," The man snorted as he remembered how Chris giggled and blushed while he teased him.
"What? He likes Mingi? But how?" Cole was cute as he tilted his head, little giggles errepting from his mouth as he repeated his words, "Chris likes Mingi!"
"Shush, Cole, he'll kill you if he heard you say that out loud," Luke tried to get the tipsy man to shut up but that proved impossible as Cole ran around, squealing the same words again and again.
"Cole, wait! Cole!" Luke ran behind.
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Luke sighed, dragging Cole up one stair at a time, the drunken male trying to pull Luke down, whining when he realized that those big muscly musclies carrying him were stronger.
They were at Mingi's house, Mingi trailing right behind them as he groaned, frustrated, questioning himself on why he agreed to let the boys stay, especially the drunken Cole.
You see, Luke made Cole drink until he was completely drunk, hoping that it'd get the hyperactive male to shut up and not blabber anything but then, Luke realized that a drunken Cole was worse than a tipsy Cole and that was okay, as long as he doesn't blabber anything, of course.
"Luke, I'm nice most of the time but I won't be if you don't put him to sleep now. My head fucking hurts and I'll make sure that yours does too if you take any longer." An angry Mingi was a scary Mingi and Luke, he could only whine, mustering up all his strength, carrying the drunken male up.
"How does Chris not like you?" Cole whined, Luke did too, Mingi bursting out laughing at how done Luke looked.
"You so pretty, Lukie, pretty, pretty, pretty!" Cole sang, cupping Luke's face, puckering his lips and Luke wanted to cry, he wanted to both kiss and hit Cole at the same time.
"Lukie!" Cole chanted, "Lukie, Lukie, Lukie! Kiss?" Cole puckered his lips more, pouty and whiny when Luke only blushed, sighing, "Cole, I will kiss you tomorrow if you sleep now."
"Promise?" Cole's puppy eyes were irresistible but Luke couldn't just promise him something he might not get the chance to fulfill, "Cole, Please go to sleep."
"Lukie, why you so pretty?" Cole was adorable when he was drunk, really, but the slap he laid on Luke's face hurt.
"Cole!"
"Chris likes Mingi!"
"Cole!"
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(A/n: I absolutely have no idea what I just wrote so please forgive me🥴)