Heaven's Cloud || Wonwoo x Reader

5

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Sophomore year already.

College will be over as quick as high school at this rate, if not, quicker.

I was visiting Wonwoo in the library when he suggested I go to some party at some frat house with him, to get ourselves out of our comfort zones.

It's not college if you don't go to at least one shitty party.

"Are you sure we should go? I mean, what if we don't fit in? What if the police show up?"

"Y/N, you worry too much," he rubbed my shoulder as he eyed the clock, "we'll be fine, besides, everyone is invited so, there will be plenty of people who don't fit in. A few drinks should loosen you up." He smiled warmly before glancing at the clock for a split second and sprinted to the back.

His shift ended.

He came back out in his regular attire as quickly as he ran in, "Come on, we have to get ready for the party!" He snatched my wrist and dragged me out of the library.

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"I don't even know how I should go without standing out! I know that's the whole point of my style but..." I stood defeated in front of my small closet.

Wonwoo had already gotten his outfit planned out, the one he had on right now. Once again, dressed in all black with the same eyeliner smudged messily under his eye.

He was just patiently impatiently waiting for me to figure myself out, "Listen, you look good in everything. You know how to dress! Just dress the way you always do but make it casual, I'm sure you can do that, right?"

I sighed, "Yeah, I'll just put on a dress, I feel like I'll go overboard if I don't stick to one piece of clothing,"

Wonwoo chuckled as he shoved me into the closet roughly and slammed the door, "Hurry up in there! The party won't wait for you!"

Over the course of freshman year, Wonwoo had gotten increasingly more playful with me, which resulted in me getting practically manhandled by him wherever we went.

It doesn't help that he's been working out more, one day he'll crash me into a trash bin when he only meant to bump into me.

When I came out, Wonwoo's eyes nearly popped out of his skull in astonishment, taking in how the form-fitting dress hugged my body.

"Again, you look good in everything!"

I laughed, feeling slightly flustered by the compliment, but continued to thank him before we made our way to the car.

When we got to the party, all we could smell was alcohol. Just pure alcohol. It was almost gut-wrenching.

My anxiety began to rise as I realized how many people there were. I held onto Wonwoo's index finger, a nervous habit I picked up after being around him for so long; it effectively grounded me. He curled it around my hand almost immediately.

But, it got snatched away when a random group of people ran into him, dragging him along with the drunken group.

My hand went out to try and reach him, but it was too late.

I stood awkwardly in the crowd, the loud, blaring music giving me a throbbing headache.

Drinks, Wonwoo said I needed drinks... Maybe that's why I'm so nervous...

After about two cups of the venomous substance that I could barely swallow, I felt dizzy. Really dizzy. My brain also felt mushy? I could barely open my eyes at this point.