Seeing Min-jun cajoling Do-yun only twisted the heavy feeling in Dae-hyun's gut further. Under different circumstances, maybe he might have felt some sympathy for Do-yun's plight; it wasn't as if Dae-hyun had wanted to come here either, and their dislike of parties was mutual. It could almost have been a bonding moment, except those weren't really Do-yun's thing either, as far as Dae-hyun could tell.
But it was suddenly hard to think about anything other than how uncomfortable he felt being here right now, especially with Do-yun giving the rest of them that
look, like he wanted them to clear off and leave the two of them alone.
"Have you guys met Dong-hyun?" Yo-han was saying. "This is Dae-hyun's little brother."
"Nice to meet you," Dong-hyun said. He had lowered his mask again, grinning from ear to ear. "Can I call you hyung? My groupmates and I watch you guys on TV all the time! A second year group's charisma is really different..."
"You just debuted recently, didn't you?" Yo-han said.
Dong-hyun nodded. "BOI debuted in April. Our next track is coming out soon, please give us lots of support!"
"You're not here to promote," Dae-hyun said testily. Irritation and spite and a hint of nausea coiled together in his chest, and he brushed past the lot of them in the direction of the bar. "If we're drinking, let's drink." He really didn't want to be sober for this.