Scintillate🔞

Chapter 1

Moonbyul pulled up in front of the familiar house. Doors and windows open, lights flashing, music booming and several people either making out on the lawn or doing other dumb shit.

"You ready?" She lightly squeezed your hand for reassurance.

You had never been more ready, you've always wanted to smack shit all over his cheating face. Honestly, it's hard to believe someone like that is related to an angel like Hoseok.

With a nod you two got out of the car, with you in quite possibly is the skimpiest little outfit you've ever put on. The maroon off-shoulder dress barely even made it mid-thigh and it had two identical small slits on the sides, giving an even better view of your legs.

With determination coursing through you, you entered the house, intent on making said ex regret the decision of cheating on you, more than his fathers decision in not pulling out in time.

Moonbyul, shot you an encouraging look before heading to the booze. You recognised most of the faces, they were all your fellow university classmates with the exception of a few but the one person you were looking for to commence revenge was nowhere in sight.

"(Y/n)! Glad you could make it," Hoseoks happy voice chirped, pulling you in for a hug before you could even register his presence.

"Hi Hoseok great to see you- need to breathe," you hurriedly tap on his shoulder and with another laugh he finally lets you go.

With oxygen flowing to your brain again, your eyes zeroed in on a new face not too far away, staring directly at you and Hoseok.

His dressing on the more casual side, a simple red button down with black jeans but every inch of fabric clung onto his physique as if it were painted on. Messily sweeping his dark brown hair away from his forehead, he leaned against the wall, drink in hand. You prayed your eyes didn't deceive you, but the man before you was legitimately sparkling.

He quickly took notice of your stare, eyebrow momentarily quirking up in amusement as he took another gulp of his drink, painfully slowly, eyes holding an almost unbreakable intensity, one that whisked your very breath away.

"(Y/n) are you okay?" Hoseok waved his palm in front of your face.

"Sorry, I must've zoned out," you quickly apologise, stealing one last glance at the stranger before giving Hoseok your attention.

Hoseok, completely oblivious continued chattering away for a few minutes before he went about greeting other people.

Fragments of your original plan had long flew out of your brain, instead it was the man from earlier consuming your mind entirely. Never had you ever seen someone quite like that and you sure you never would if you missed this chance.

To your dismay, he wasn't standing where he was minutes ago, you headed into the kitchen, opting to get a drink before continuing your search.

"Hi, I'm Jungkook, wanna dance?" He popped up from the side, smiling. A simple gesture really, yet it unleashed a plethora of butterflies within you mainly because his eyes don't match his smile. A smile of pure innocence and eyes filled with one of the seven deadly sins, one near irresistable, lust.

You take his extanded hand, not even remembering to introduce yourself.

Of course dancing at a frat party did not entail the waltz, it only took minutes for either of his hands to be firmly planted against your hips, your back against his chest, bodies swaying in tune to the beat.

Amid the momentary euphoria, you catch a glimpse of your crappy ex, sitting on the sofa with some of his friends, clearly detatched from the conversation as his eyes remain fixed on you, particularly the outfit of choice.