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between care and compulsion - seungjin

"Well Seungmin, let me put it like this for you." Hyunjin said, stepping closer to him.

"If you're hesitating because you don't want to do it anymore then that's fine by me, I won't be mad and I'll leave immediately. There's nothing wrong with changing your mind. But,"

Seungmin barely had time to register that Hyunjin was right in front of him and leaning enticingly close into his space again.

"If you're hesitating because you've put yourself on a leash your whole life then I suggest you try letting go for once and see where that takes you."

"Let me ask you a simple question," Hyunjin dropped his voice to a whisper, leaning so close his breath fanned against Seungmin's lips.

"Do you want to kiss me right now?"

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aka the bad boi brainrot that no one asked for - https://archiveofourown.org/works/35361451

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Kim Seungmin, 25, graduated at the top of his class, currently employed under a large and well known communications company and receiving a comfortable paycheck, with employee benefits and everything! Anyone who asked you to describe him would say that he's a man who has his life together. Always prepared and with a plan. Calm, rational and someone who uses his head. Probably the kind of guy who reads books and goes for walks in the park for fun.

So what the fuck was he doing seated at the bar counter of a club on a Friday night?

Seungmin had no idea either. One, Seungmin had come alone so there was no one for him to cling to through the mass of moving bodies or chat with. Two, Seungmin had driven, meaning he couldn't drink unless he wanted to spend an unnecessary expense to call a taxi afterwards. And three, Seungmin had no idea how to dance. In other words, Seungmin's spur of the moment decision to "live a little" and spice up his life was failing miserably. Sitting at the bar with an overpriced non-alcoholic drink in hand, Seungmin tried very hard to ignore the nagging voice at the back of his head that chided him for acting without a plan.

Perhaps I'm just destined to live a boring life. Seungmin internally lamented as he resorted to people watching to pass his time.

His eyes happened to land on a sole figure on the dance floor, a man with long black hair, dressed in a black silk shirt with one too many buttons left undone and a tattoo on his neck. Seungmin's eyes widened slightly when he turned because this man wasn't just attractive, he was beautiful , delicate features and sharp jawline coming into perfect balance. But that wasn't the only reason why Seungmin couldn't look away. The stranger moved with an easy grace, weaving his body along with the music with such precision it was like watching the music visually coming to life. Not just that but when the man threw his head back, wide smile splayed across his face, he looked so undeniably alive.

Seungmin was captivated.

It was only after his eyes met with a curious hooded gaze for five seconds too long Seungmin realised he had been caught staring.

Shit. Seungmin whipped his head around so fast his brain got jostled by the movement, too caught up in his panic to notice the smirk forming on the other man's lips. He really needed to get it together, not only was he shamelessly ogling at a stranger he had been caught doing it. All he could do was pray that he wasn't going to get security called on him for being a creep and hauled out of the club before he could leave himself-

"Hi!"

The man grinned at Seungmin as he plopped in the seat next to him.

Seungmin's frantic internal monologue of self scolding came to an abrupt halt. Instead, his brain was becoming preoccupied with the fact that this stranger was even prettier up close.