D.E.B.S (Chaelisa)

09| Unexpected

Lisa knew the moment Chaeyoung showed up in the club: she had her back to the entrance and was chatting with Kook when a smirk made its way to his face as he looked over her shoulder.

She was pretty certain it had nothing to do with what she was saying.

"Six o'clock," he said, "girlie took her time, just like you do."

Lisa turned, doing her best to hide her triumphant smile when she spotted the two lone figures amongst the crowd.

Chaeyoung and her friend Yeri stuck out like a sore thumb, standing uncomfortably at the edge of the dance floor across from where she and Kook were standing, but nobody paid them attention.

It was almost comical how stiff the two agents were out of uniform, as though they didn't know how to react amongst other people, or in a club.

Come to think of it, maybe since they were such goody two-shoes they probably had never been to a club before. This was alien to them and it was painfully clear in the way both hunched up when people jostled them.

Yeri mouthed something to Chaeyoung (which Lisa guessed had something to do with the bathroom) and left.

It provided the perfect opening for her to go fetch Chaeyoung.

Lisa smiled to herself and left Kook's side to make her way over.

The night was only just getting started and her optimism had returned. Here, without the no-frills nonsense of forced romance that came with blind dates, she was in her element, her confidence newly restored.

"Want a beer?" she asked Chaeyoung when she was within hearing range.

"No," Chaeyoung said crossly, arms folded. She flinched when a waiter guy passed close to her but Lisa merely reached out to pluck the two bottles of beer left on his tray as he passed them by.

"Come on," she chuckled, undeterred by her disgruntlement. She grabbed Chaeyoung's arm and tugged the reluctant girl after her.

Lisa couldn't help but feel endeared when she glanced back and saw Chaeyoung wincing and covering her head as they waded through partygoers dancing on the floor until they made it to semi-closed seating booths on the side.

The booth Lisa approached was occupied but the occupants took one look at her and quickly cleared out, saluting hastily.

"Sit down," Lisa invited, taking a seat herself and setting down the beer bottles, one for her and one for Chaeyoung.

Chaeyoung silently lowered herself down in the booth, sitting ramrod straight while Lisa pushed a knee up to sit comfortably and scooted closer, making sure to leave a respectable amount of space in between, for now, until she gauged the right way to approach Chaeyoung.

She was doing her utmost to stifle the giddy glee that was threatening to make her break out into a manic grin because she didn't want to come across as creepy, like a certain Russian assassin.

Since when had she been this excited to talk to a pretty girl? Since when had she truly felt confident to flirt and chat with someone that caught her eye?

"So, how long you been a D.E.B?"

Chaeyoung stayed stubbornly silent, refusing to speak. It made Lisa chuckle, unperturbed.

"You're gonna have to talk to me sooner or later," she informed taking a swig of her beer.

"Look, I don't know what you expect to accomplish by bringing me all the way out here," Chaeyoung said at last. "You can torture me all you like but my lips are sealed, I'm not gonna betray the D.E.B.S, and you better not hurt Yeri either."