Drink it up | Kim Hongjoong

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We'd been at the club for about two hours now, my racing heart eventually calmed down though after I danced, there was about 5 different guys that came up to me and asked to dance. I rejected them all but that didn't help Hongjoong's jealousy. After he answered for me earlier I expected Jongho to retaliate but he didn't. "Hey Joong.." He looked at me, "Can you go get me a drink?" He nodded, "What do you want?" I shrugged, "Surprise me."

He smiled and kissed my cheek as he stood up heading towards the bar, I took that as my chance and moved to sit next to Jongho. "Are you okay?" He moved to look at me better, "Yeah why?" I sighed, "You did a terrible job at covering the bruise...did he do that?" Jongho squeezed the glass cup so hard his knuckles turned white, "To be fair I tackled him." I wasn't surprised, "He hit first right?"

Jongho seemed to think about his answer before decided on a, "Yes." I sighed and looked to where he stood, "Don't blame him Euna. If the rolls were switched I'd do the same thing. I want us to go back to normal but I don't want to make him mad. I know it's still fresh. I slowly nodded, "Don't be a stranger, I still want to hang out with you. Even if he gets mad, I still have a life of my own." Jongho laughed and nodded before I stood up, I was about to go back to my seat when Jongho grabbed my hand.

"What's wrong?" Jongho smiled, "Thanks for giving me that little bit that I got.." I smiled, "I'm sorry I hurt you." He waved me off, "Go have fun." He let go of my hand and I went back to my seat, Hongjoong was next to me in seconds. "What was that about?" I looked at him, "What? Me talking to Jongho?" I tilted my head at him, "Yes. That." I could feel the anger washing off him, "Joong...Jongho is still my friend. I'm allowed to talk to him. I was checking on him since you decided to give him a bruise on his cheek."

His eyes widened for a second before he realized he'd lose that argument, "Whatever, here's your drink." I took the drink and he leaned back on the couch with his phone in his hand, "Come on guys let's go dance again!" Yeosang pulled Jongho to his feet and soon everyone was up except me and Hongjoong. "You guys coming?" I glanced at Joong, "In a minute." They nodded and headed off into the crowd, I sat my cup down no longer wanting it. I leaned back and took his phone from his hand.

"Are you gonna dance with me?" He looked at me before grabbing his phone back, "No." I pouted, "Why not?" He seemed annoyed that I even asked, "I don't dance." I scoffed ready to open my mouth when I saw the look on his face, he looked pissed off. But that wasn't there before I grabbed his phone, "Are you mad I took your phone?" He sighed and looked at me, "Euna just go dance. I know you want to." My heart sank, why was he being so bipolar tonight?

I slowly stood up and grabbed the cup from the table before knocking it back quickly, I put it back on the table a little more harshly than I meant to. "Euna-" I was already walking away, I made my way to the bar, "Two shot of whatever you want." The bartender smiled, he sat out two glasses and filled them with what looked like a whiskey bottle. I knocked them back one by one placing the cups back down upside down, I left the bar and made my way into the crowd.

My head was spinning with questions and I just wanted to forget for the moment, I made my way to the group and Yunho took my hand and spun me around making me giggle. "Hey what's up with Hyung?" I sighed, "I'll explain tomorrow." He nodded, "Is it bad?" I shrugged, "Probably, right now I don't care." He laughed and we continued to dance. The liquor made its way into my system quickly and I could feel my head getting lighter. I was tipsy, we danced for a while before I decided I was gonna make Hongjoong dance.

I left Seonghwa's arms and walked back to the couch we sat at, "Joong~" He looked up and I could see the small smile form on his lips, "Are you drunk?" I shook my head as I sat in his lap, "Tipsy but not drunk." He laughed as he wrapped his arms around me, "Come dance with me please.." He sighed, "Oppa please~" His grip on my thighs tightened, "Euna." I frowned, "Why won't you dance with me? And don't say it's because you don't dance because you were clearly dancing the first time we came to the club."