You Can Paint Me

Sequel Ch.8: Nocturnal Confessions

Author's P.O.V.

Everyone turned and looked at Hyunjin, who was standing on his feet dumbfounded from the whole mess he was currently witnessing. His eyes scanned everyone and he instantly realized that they were all wasted. Given the empty bottles of juice and the way everyone had flushed red cheeks and even some of them were hiccuping, it was enough evidence for Hyunjin to understand.

"And where the heck were you, mister? I thought you had too much to drink and had passed out somewhere in the bathroom." Bethany spoke, slightly relieved at the fact that Hyunjin seemed to be perfectly fine and wasn't turned into a good looking rug as Mino had so wickedly claimed previously.

"Thanks for worrying for me Beth, but I don't drink. It's fattening and I gotta keep my physique for modeling." the tall boy replied and Bethany nodded. "I was just keeping Lorenzo company while he was working at the bar, but since he is done I came here and brought him with me." he added and swiftly looked behind his back, pointing his thumb at the taller boy behind him. There he stood, in all his italian glory. Lorenzo. Chan's worst nightmare. "But I'm kinda regretting bringing him along with me because I'm embarrassed right now. You guys are a mess." he gestured at the drunk mess around him with a disapproving look.

"It's okay, man, don't worry about it. They seem to br having fun. I just heard someone shouting my name that's all." Lorenzo smiled, not wanting to make Hyunjin feel bad on behalf of his friends. They really looked like a mess, but Lorenzo was discreet and didn't want to bring anyone is a tough position.

The sound of a chair moving bakwards caught everyone's attention. All eyes were on Chan, who had stood up from the table to get a better look at the guy he so badly wanted to meet. "Are you Lorenzo?" he spoke in a deep voice, intimidating the guy with his gaze.

"Yes." the italian said politely, not really expecting the following moment.

Straightening his back and puffing up his chest, Chan left the table and with big steps walked towards Hyunjin and him. He chose to shamelessly invade his personal space, as he stood dangerously close to Lorenzo, bitterly tip-toeing in a poor attempt to reach his eye level. He barely managed to look him in the eyes since Chan was, obviously, a lot shorter than the italian model. That hurt his pride big time. He had to admit that Lorenzo was handsome and a deadly threat to him. He had features Chan lacked, such as the mezmerising green eyes and admirably tall built. But the australian stood his ground, he couldn't afford to back down because of a pair of tall legs and sparkly eyes.

"You." voice low and husky, while pressing his index finger almost painfully hard on Lorenzo's chest. "What do you think of Olivia?" he went straight to the point with his question.

Lorenzo, although a little puzzled at the short but buffed stranger dude, that stood uncomfortably close to him and seemed to be on his man period, acted politely again. He sneakily took a step back and dragged down the poking finger at is chest, that it appeared was not such an easy thing to do as Chan's strength seemed to overpower him. "Uh... Who's Olivia again? I'm sorry, I've met so many people tonight that I don't really remember."

"I'm Olivia." the girl spoke with a pout on her lips. "You forgot about me so quickly? I'm hurt." she mumbled, slumping her shoulders. She decided to drown her sorrow with more juice, but Ava took away the bottle from her.

Lorenzo's eyes followed the female's voice and landed on a pair of pretty green eyes with blushed cheeks and slightly messed up hair. His eyes grew wide and his lips formed an 'O' in surprise. "Oh, Livia!" he exclaimed, but felt as if a dark angry aura was radiating from beneath him. As he lowered his gaze to his feet, he came face to face with Chan's intimidating glare again. He assumed that the short boy must have gotten impatient while waiting for an answer.