HaPpY : binsung

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The band has set up.

The booming crowd and speaker mixed with the stench of perfume and alcohol will make you think this is that sort of nightclub but not exactly. It was a lounge bar.

Jisung looked dazzling with the multi-colored lights shining on him, piercing and wristbands. He grabbed the mic to sing the backing vocals for their frontman named, Jin. His presence not stealing the frontman yet not fully overshadowed. The harmonies are immaculate in contrast of the heavy instrumentals. They'd go fast and they'd go slow.

He's sweating after five songs and there I was, sitting on the side, on the barstool where he left me, asking the bartender to keep an eye on me.

"You're Jisung's friend, right? This is the first time he brought somebody in."

"He never brought somebody else before?" Changbin thought that maybe Chan has been here with Jisung before. Well, that was a surprise.

"Yeah, that's what I said!" He said refilling another person a chug of beer.

The Bartender was nice enough to brew me a cocktail, he says only a hint of alcohol is present, Nothing overbearing. I nodded and took it, sipping bit by bit before taking a whole hearty gulp.

It is a tasteful drink. I liked it. It felt spicy, I never really drank before but this tasted like boxed juice.

Jisung's voice sounded like he's shouting but it isn't too much. You can hear how rounded and full his vocals are even if he's only doing harmonies. He looked happy up there.

I was stunned when he started sing-rapping, melodically riding the beat of the overwhelming bass in the background, in between his rhythmic plucking on the clean sounding with a little distort on his maple les paul.

Perfectly ending the set.

He went back to me after fifteen minutes, getting off stage.

"Bin, you oka-" He glared at me, and a girl popped in.

A girl directly went to him, before he could utter a whole sentence to me.

He scanned the girl from head to toe.

"I'm gay." He said and the girl just nodded apologizing and stood for a good few seconds then left. He busted into raspberry of laughter and spitting out excuses.

I was about to sip my fourth cocktail, My eyes widened as his hand grabs the drink that the bartender continually gave me for free and drank it instead.

Unbelievable.

I gasped as he snatched the delightful fucking drink.

"Who said you can drink?" He yelled after emptying the margarita glass messily, that's mine, a few of it, dripping on the side of his mouth.

I stared intently at the waste of such beverage, biting my lips.

"Huh?! It has no alcohol! He sshaid there'shh no alcohol on it." I shouted the booming noise around drowned my voice, pointing at the snickering bartender, tending to his counter, and wiping some glass with a towel.

I grabbed it back.

"Y-you're not m-my Mom."

"No, But don't you have tastebuds? It's mixed with tequila, you stupid."

"Ooh, ish that swo? Maybe that's why it stings earlier." I laughed and pouted in which he lightly smacked my lips away with his hands.

"Yeah, clearly! Let's go on the back there's an ongoing rap battle in there." He chuckled.

"W-Wait." I emptied the cocktail glass eating the cherry garnish. His giggles filled my ears as he watched me down the margarita glass.

"SEO!!" He yelled out in his laughter and I gestured what in his face.

He's laughing.

"Seo."

"Fine." He tapped my forehead as if it's suppose to be some lecturing and felt I like toppling over in dizziness and he just grabbed me before I could.

"Can we have more? Mr. Kai!!" He yelled at the handsome bartender.

"Two more, coming right up!"

Jisung grabbed my hands and dragged me, bumping to the crowds.

I frowned at the bits of my drink falling on the floor.

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early update because spring has come. Happy Hyunjuly everybody.

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