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the man now affirmed to be Kim Dokja combusts at this point and his entire face turns red down to his neck. Jonghyuk wonders how far down it went.
"Uh-Um-I-Ah-Uhh-O...kay?" Internally. he's screaming at himself.
'DOKJA GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME DON'T MELT JUST CUZ HE'S HOT.'
A few metres away, Sooyoung is cackling, owning herself a number of weird looks.
"That's settled then. Give me your phone number."
Dokja shakily exchanges phone numbers, trying to process what the hell is going on with his melting braincells.
Jonghyuk kisses him on the forehead and walks away into the crowd, leaving the red man standing there, frozen in shock.
Impossibly, he turned even redder.
He then holds his head in his hands, staring at the ground through the gaps in his fingers. His hands feel cold against his face.
"Holy shit."
He felt like the entire universe was watching him.
--
Jonghyuk finds Minyoung later next to the bar talking to someone. The man had long azure hair tied up neatly in a ponytail reaching his waist,and was wearing a suit. Really, who wears a suit to a party?
The two seemed to be venting about something irritating. Jonghyuk tries to get closer to them, but the crowd overpowers him.
He finally manages to pass through and walks up to Minyoung. "Are you done?" He asks, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Minyoung cringes at him, a look he didn't enjoy.
"Who goes to a party like its a chore?" She asks, already expecting his answer.
"Me. I'm going home," Jonghyuk waved and walked back into the crowd, this time hoping to find the exit.
Well, that was what he intended to do.
Instead, Minyoung grabs his arm in a death grip and starts introducing him to people he didn't know.
"This is Kyrgios Rodgraim. We both incidentally turned out to be therapists."
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"This is Aileen, clockmaker. She's incredibly skilled with her hands."
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"This is Diosynus. He's a great drinker, don't let him challenge you in a drinking competition."
Minyoung was practically dragging him around at this point. Jonghyuk had a huge scowl on his face. Finally, Minyoung decided to spare him of the idea of socialising.
"So anyone catch your attention?" she questions smugly.
Then, surprisingly, Jonghyuk smiles a little smile. "Maybe."
"Oh~?"
"You don't need to know," He thens turns around and speed walks to the exit, not allowing her a word.
--
Jonghyuk crashes on to the bed, staying still for a moment before taking out his phone and messaging a certain someone.
Before he can type 'hi' he then starts to overthink on maybe if he messaged first he'd seem like a pervert? Shit.
Like kissing him in public wasn't.
--
Dokja slams the door shut and flops onto his bed.
He lies still for a moment before kicking his feet against the mattress.
The he proceeds to scream into a pillow.
He turns over and sighs, "What the hell was that? A random guy just showed up and flirted with me," he says, dazed.
He takes out his phone and stares at an empty chat for a moment, then suddenly, a message pops up.
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'hi'
you:
hello
'OH MY GOD HOW DO YOU CARRY A CONVO WITH SOMEONE YOU JUST KISSED.' Dokja screams internally.
party guy:
wyd?
you:
nothing
And congratulations to Yoo Jonghyuk and Kim Dokja for the world's most awkward conversation! Hooray!
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ugh its so hard to write good shit
IM SORRY THE UPDATE IS SO LATE BUT MY COMP CRASHED LIKE 3 TIMES WHILE WRITING THIS
