Yellow - in darkness can be found || Minsung fanfic🌻🍋

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Felix POV

"If he keeps on flirting right in front of your face then you just do that too, but spice it up a little." Minho says while smuggling widely. "Wait, hold on, I didn't sign up for anything." Eric's eyes widen at the sudden change of plan. "Yeah sucks to be you then." Minho sassily says. "But-" Eric tries to speak up but ends up being ignored.

"Pweese just welp meee." I whine, obviously being drunk as fuck. Eric sighs dramatically, "fine, but you're not drinking anymore and I'm not doing anything too crazy." A whelm of happiness overcomes me, probably because of the alcohol but it still makes me feel good. "Fank joeeee."

"Yeah whatever."

Jisung POV

Holy shit why is it so hot in here.

I grasp the rim of my sweater to take it off but a thought stops me. I can't take my sweater off. Everyone will see, everyone will see the ugly, not completely healed, uneven and deep scars around my wrists, half my arms full. I can't show that. Shit don't think about it again, it will only end up you being worse again.

I shrug off the thought, desperately chugging down one of the the drinks that got placed in front of me. I wasn't completely planning on getting drunk but it's better than just sitting around and sulking while all of my friends, old and new, are dancing and having fun.

I'm not sure what I just drank, but feeling the burning sensation of the alcohol in my throat, it must have been strong.

The loss of coordination and dizziness immediately kicks in when I put the paper cup down.

Oh shit this is why I don't drink~

Whatever I'm already drunk anyways.

I drunkenly walk over to my friends who are all dancing together in the middle of the dance floor. Eric and Felix a little bit further apart from the others. Two pairs of hands invite me to come closer so I oblige. Letting my body flow with the music.

Multiple bodies are pressed against mine but I don't mind it anymore. I'm not suffocating in the crowd. I'm finally having fun for once instead of pretending. Some guy behind me puts his hands down on my waist, I don't mind, I like the feeling, and who cares. I'll probably forget it later anyways.

⚠️Slight smut ahead⚠️

The guy presses his body against mine and I'm not gonna avoid the fact that I'm actually enjoying it. It kinda turns me on. Fuck I really am drunk. I turn my body around to meet the guy's eyes. Not gonna lie he's kinda hot. Not as hot as Minho but close. I bite my lip, gazing down to his lips now and then. His hot breath fazing down, collapsing with mine. The smell of alcohol invading my nostrils once again. The boy's light blonde hair is brightly shining in the wild turning and changing lights.

Our lips meet, hungrily eating each other's faces. The boy seems to enjoy it as much as I do. My hands tangle in his hair while he pulls me closer by my waist. I'm not sure what has come over me but my for once I just don't think over my actions instead of overthinking. Great step Ji, from overthinking, to totally not thinking at all. I think we must a couple steps there.

Not listening to the stupid thoughts in my head, I take the boy's collar in my hands, pulling him upstairs with me to an empty room. At least it looks empty.

My lips still pressed on his, we open up a door at the end of a hall. A couple doors in the corridor were closed but this one seems to be opening up. None of my threatening thoughts stop me from doing so, so I just oblige the boy's hands and lips that tell me to keep going. I grin when he pushes me down onto the bed, letting him take the lead. Some time passes by, I'm not sure how much, it could be seconds, maybe minutes or maybe longer. I lost track of the time and not to forget, I lost track of my own thoughts too.

Minho POV

"Damn Jinnie, it's fucking hot in here, don't you think?" I complain to Hyunjin. He looks up for a quick second before looking back to the same kid he was looking at before. "Mmmh." He agrees. I sigh, "who do you keep staring at anyways." I say trying to follow his gaze over the dance floor, but instead of seeing who he is looking at, I see something else. Something that makes my blood boil. Something that I want to stop.

Jisung is taking some boy up the stairs with him, kissing the boy with force. I walk away furiously but an arm on my chest stops me. "Don't follow the boy, he maybe found someone way more innocent and pure, someone that isn't built out of terror and traps of the past." Hyunjin speaks up, still not looking up from the direction he was looking at. "Whatever, that didn't stop me in the past." I swat his hand away, not sparing him another second of my time while the boy I care about is making out with some random stranger he has never seen before.

My thoughts rage through my head. I can't keep that fucking idiot alone for a second can I.

Yeosang will regret touching him.

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Eh so yeah, I don't rl know how to write make out scenes so eh yeah I apologize if that is trash, and I also feel like the last part is way too rushed but whatever.