𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀 ♡ 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗚𝘆𝘂

One; Attitude

Remember when we first met? You said light my cigarette.

"Fuck off, will you?" The purple-haired boy growled at the men who followed him. 

"What the fuck do y'all want?! Money? My keys? Here, take 'em, just don't follow me." He casually throws his bike keys, along with a couple of dollars. 

The men that followed the boy then walked away, with satisfied grins. 

"I don't know what Yeonjun Hyung did this time." He murmured to himself and lifted the collar of his shirt up, his spare hand turning the knob of the door into the Club. 

"Aahhh!!! He's here!!!" 

"Kang Taehyun!!" 

He squinted his eyes, the squeaky girls always sounded so annoying. 

He stepped into the club, catching everyone's attention in a matter of seconds, but for Kang Taehyun, it was pretty normal. 

The people in the club make way for the infamous Taehyun, the loud squeals and yells of the girls and the boys that were louder than the banging music were annoying as fuck, But Taehyun's unbothered. 

Always unbothered.

And he usually gives zero fucks to anything. Anything.

He simply had his black denim jeans on with a black shirt, the top five buttons unbuttoned and hands pocketed into the depths of his jean pockets, 

He had a slender figure, toned shoulders, thighs that hugged his jeans delectably, and his lean muscles were so seductive and alluring. 

The boy with the prettiest face, eyes, nose, lips, he was a total package, 

Oh, wait. 

He might have to fix his 'College bad boy' image though. 

"Taehyun!!" The familiar voice cooed and Taehyun walked towards them and sat down. 

"Get me the regular." He bluntly says to the bartender, 

The older boy patted his back, a little effortfully,

"How's stuff at home? Did your mom scold you again, for the fucking nth time?" Yeonjun snorts, speaking in a way that irritates Taehyun. 

Yeonjun was one of his close friends, Who knew most of Taehyun's stuff. his father owns a leading institution in Korea, but Yeonjun just doesn't give two fucks about business, what he enjoys is spending time with Soobin, his friends, or in the club.

Taehyun sends his fingers through his purple-brownish locks, 

"Hmm. Yeseo broke her arm—" 

"Bruh, you still came to the club?!" 

Taehyun clicked his tongue nonchalantly, "The maids will take care of her." He assures. 

"Taehyun!!" A voice called out,

"What do you want?" 

"Um... I-... L-last time... You told me it's me n-next time, so can we...?" a boy not-so-confidently asks Taehyun who judged him up to down. 

"You really thought that we'd have sex? Fuck off." Taehyun snorts and the boy backed off, knowing the power Taehyun holds too well. 

"Why?? He looks cute, Tae." 

"Oh please, I'm not into cute guys. I'm into, um... There." Taehyun points his finger and Yeonjun follows, 

"That type of a guy." Taehyun's eyes accidentally landed on a certain black-haired and he grins, suddenly getting up and walking confidently to the boy who had a cap and a black mask on, but still, something in him just made him go.