red wine || minsung

I

The sounds of cars honking and people chatting filled the bustling streets of Seoul. The sun shone relentlessly, sharing its warmth with the world like a hug. Jisung leaned on the edge of the balcony at his apartment complex feeling the warm rays on his golden skin. He imagined as if the sun was giving him a kiss on the cheek as the warmth blanketed him.

Raising his arms, he stretched lifting his fingertips in the cool air. He dreamt of being high enough to graze the clouds. Being encased between puffs of white forever moving along the sea of velvety blue. Lowering his arms he stared at the abandoned apartment across from his, watching how the sun's rays reflected off of it.

"Thank god that creep is gone," Jisung mumbled to himself.

Jisung didn't really know what happened to the guy. He watched him have countless amounts of parties and participate in illegal activities for years. He may have gotten evicted or arrested, Jisung will never know. Overall he didn't care, as long as the space remained vacant.

What Jisung loved most about the space being vacant was the newfound freedom he received. Every night after Jisung arrived home from work, he would slowly undress himself in front of the large window panes putting on a show for no one but the stars in the sky. He would graze his hands along his torso, tracing lines over his rib cage. Jisung felt sexy, admiring how golden hour reflected off his skin, presenting a warm caramel latte shade. He would run his finger tips through his brunette locks as he poured himself his daily glass of red wine and ran a warm bubble bath. he washed away the negative energy and worries for the next day.

The sun began to set and dusk began to fall over the lively city of Seoul. Jisung took this as his sign to start get ready for his weekly Friday night shenanigans. See, every Friday night Jisung and his friend group would go clubbing at their local club. Getting drunk off their asses and grinding on attractive strangers to start off their night. It was their thing, and Jisung loved it.

He sat himself down at his cream colored vanity flipping the light switch on and watching his eyes illuminate. Jisung loved getting all dolled up and feeling pretty. Applying the various creams and powders to his face made him feel so attractive and confident, like he can pull anybody he desired. Going for a simple yet glittery eye shadow combo with a soft neutral lip, Jisung was awe struck by his visuals once again.

Walking to his closet he picked out a pair of black leather pants that accentuated his curves in all the right places. A mini black corset that sat upon his snatched waist, the illusion making it seem smaller than it really was, so delicate and fragile. Lastly, a black mesh sleeveless crop top that put his toned biceps on display. Plus no outfit is complete without the signature black platform boots. Now han jisung was ready to conquer the night.

His space gray iphone buzzed atop his vanity, a message illuminating the screen. It was a message from one of his best friends, bang chan. It read "Yo jisung, changbin, felix and I will be over in five. Be ready."

He responded with a simple thumbs up reaction, not wanting to put too much effort in the message. Checking himself out in the long standing mirror, jisung felt around his curves. He turned around staring at how the tightness of his pants made his ass look so plump and his thighs so curvy. His hands trailed toward his waist, wishing another pair were wrapped around it but saved those thoughts for another day.

jisung decided to make his way downstairs toward his friends, wondering if he was going to pull any hot guys tonight. It sure would be a shame if he didn't. Spotting the black vehicle, jisung made his way toward it, hopping in the back seat.

"Alright, i'm ready." jisung said while buckling his seatbelt.

felix snickered, "Yeah, ready to find some bitches."