Don't Get Drunk Kids (1)

"Akira, stop kissing my foot!" Zeth exclaimed. "I know that I'm very handsome—even my feet, but that doesn't mean that I want you to kiss it!" 

"Ah, onions," Akira said as he snuggled closer to Zeth's foot. "I remember my mom's cooking. She should cut this right up so I can eat now." 

Sehun, whose face was red but was seemingly normal, glanced at Jay before gasping loudly. 

"Guys, Jay's not breathing!" he exclaimed. "He's dead! Let's call for an ambulance." 

Ren clicked his tongue and poked Jay. 

"He's fine," he deadpanned. "He's even snoring. I swear—you're so dramatic." 

"Well, Sehun's been dramatic ever since. We just don't see it much since he keeps to himself. I think he secretly hates us," Casper calmly said. 

June shook his head. "You weak links!" he exclaimed. "You can't even handle this much alcohol?" 

Jaeyong sniffed as June said those words.