The Sound of Rain

2 - The Deal

Chapter song recommendation: Radiohead - Creep

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Chanyeol turned on the lights to the empty apartment, it wasn't the best but at least he had a roof over him. He gently set his guitar in the corner, then flopped onto the worn out mattress he had on the floor. His hand reached towards the end of the bed grabbing the remote, pressing play.

He knew the playlist by heart, it's all he listened to. The barren walls of the apartment filled with the familiar rock music. Chanyeol sighed, looking around. It was so empty without her. Has it already been four months? He couldn't keep track. He thought he had met the one, he still remembered her scent. The way she would laugh at anything he said, even if it wasn't funny. She had even appreciated his taste in music. It was everywhere but she didn't mind. So many memories... he looked over at his guitar. Today hadn't been that bad.

That Baekhyun guy sang along to his playing, it had been a while since he'd done something like that. The alarm on his phone went off telling him it was already eight. Chanyeol groaned and stood up taking off his shirt, exchanging it for the black collared work shirt. As much as he hated it.... he had to go to work.

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"Have you heard from Dahye?"

Chanyeol pushed Sehun aside, handing the customer his drink. "I just asked you a question, no need to take it out on me." Sehun grumbled wiping off his shirt.

"Sehun-ah let's make it a rule not to talk about Dahye, okay?" 

Sehun nodded and went to the back to pick up food orders. The club was full tonight. Techno music blasted from the speakers and party goers danced. He was in charge of the bar where everyone came to get drunk or eat. Chanyeol picked up a couple of drinks, walking to table number five. He smiled "Here you go ladies, don't drink it all at once."

The group of woman yelled in happiness each taking their drinks and gulping down every last bit of it. "Stay with us." One of them crooned at him grabbing his arms, she pulled Chanyeol down -forcing him to sit with them. "You're so cute, do you have a girlfriend?" one of the younger looking of the group yelled at him across the table. Chanyeol shook his head putting his hands up in defense. "I don't I'm a working man."

"So hot." One said.

"No, No." The prettiest, to his relief, stretched out her hands offering to shake his "Call me Tree for now! That's my nickname!"

Tree? he thought then shook it off, many girls at clubs would have nicknames to protect them. "Chanyeol!" he yelled at her accepting her handshake, she had a black dress on with a burgundy leather jacket that didn't seem like it would warm anyone up. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun. Not ugly at all.

"Chanyeol-shi! Come with me!" Tree stood up walking over to him and taking his hand. He didn't know why, but he complied. Ignoring the complaints they got from the group of friends she was leaving behind. Tree led him to the back of the club and towards the bathrooms, his heart sped. He knew where this was going and he didn't know how to stop it.. did he want to?

She shoved him into the women's bathroom and into one of the stalls. The place was a mess with graffiti staining almost every inch of the walls, he could smell the ghost of cigarettes that had been secretly smoked in here. The light above them dim, flickering every time someone walked in. Her lips pressing against his aggressively. Chanyeol could taste the bittersweet flavor of the margarita she had just gulped down. His hands reacted faster than his mind ever could, going straight to her thighs, gripping them. Tree let out a soft moan igniting his needs even further. He couldn't hold back anymore, he needed this, an activity where all the stress and everything could easily be forgotten.