Oneshots|YEONBIN

Unforgettable Ver.2

Soobin chugged his drink down, feeling and tasting the sweet, sour and bitter taste of beer in his mouth. The beer burned his throat but he still held his empty cup high, earning cheers from the loud crowd.

"You hold in your alcohol well, bud." Jake grinned, swinging his arm over Soobin's shoulder, holding a can of beer in the other hand. He started talking to Jay beside him.

Soobin roughly rubbed the back of his palm across his lips, attempting to wipe away any excess beer. He was trying to hold on to his tough act, but, to be honest, he was starting to feel dizzy.

"I-I'm gonna head inside." Soobin stumbled out of Jake's grip, making his way to the colourful lit up house before Jake could say anything. Though, he was pretty sure he heard an 'Alright, mate!' He was already out of it, pushing himself up against walls, doors, windows, people, tables. He was blinded by the party lights, flickering and glaring into his eyes.

Soobin squinted his eyes, trying to stop the blur entering his eyes until he finally saw light. Just plain light. No colour. No movement. He held his breath as he reached closer, seeing someone, standing there under the kitchen lights; looking like dynamite.

Pink hair reached his collar, bangs parts and dashing monolid fox eyes peering through. His heart leapt at the sight of those plump healthy cherry lips and exposed milky skin. The cropped pink sweater he wore matched his hair wonderfully, the jeans hugging his slim and small waist perfectly. He could see the every little detail. Including the highlights of blonde and blue in his hair.

Before he knew it, he was already making his way over to the pinkette.

"Hi."

He was breathless, breath taken away by the pink head who effortlessly did nothing.

"Hi?" He responded, his voice soft mellow, free from rasp and harshness and beautifully euphonious; pleasing to the ear. The pinkette lowered the solo red cup from his lips, holding it as he rested his forearm on the kitchen counter beside him.

"I wanna end up on you."

Yeonjun choked on his drink, "Excuse me. What?!"

"Push up on my body, yeah?" Soobin slid his arms around Yeonjun's exposed waist like a snake. "Come dance with me."

Yeonjun held his blush as Soobin tugged his arm to follow him to the living room, filled with dancing maniacs.

"You're really bold."

Soobin turned back to look at him with smiling eyes, "Only for you. You're absolutely gorgeous." He brought the two of them into the middle of the room, his sudden smiling eyes dropping to a dark gaze. "Show me your best moves, gorgeous."

Yeonjun grinned, he was the best dancer in his dance class, "Hope you know what you're asking for." He pulled Soobin's collar, bringing the tall man face-to-face.

Soobin smirked, rubbing his thumb along Yeonjun's jawline, "Oh—of course I do, beautiful." Then he pushed him away from him, his eyes trailing his body from head-to-toe.

Yeonjun gave a twirl, showing his outfit at 360 degrees before dropping to the ground. Before he got up, he started to thrust his hips in and out smoothly before pulling Soobin down to the floor with him. He gave the surprised male a little wink, lifting his chin up when he brought himself standing proudly.

Soobin was a little surprised but stood up, shaking the invisible dust off himself. He gave an innocent smile before pulling Yeonjun to his body. Just at that moment, the music changed to something more slow but upbeat.

Yeonjun had his back pressed up against Soobin's chest. He slowed his breath as he felt the taller's own on his neck. He let out a squeak sound of surprise when Soobin tightened his grip on his waist, "Fucking beautiful."

Yeonjun grew some confidence and starting pressing his body further into Soobin's, smirking at the groan that left his lips. He started grinding back and rubbing his hands on Soobin's forearms before playing with his fingers. They swayed side to side as their bodies moved up and down against each other.

Yeonjun turned his head to the right where Soobin's head peaked from his side view. He enjoyed the annoyed look on his face, "Don't start something you can't finish, gorgeous." He turned himself to face him in his arms, having a look that caught Soobin off guard.

"Who said I wouldn't?"

Soobin dropped his smirk before gently smiling, "I won't let you. We're both a bit out of it. I'd prefer taking care of you when I'm on the right mind." He brought in Yeonjun for a hug, who was confused.

"So...you don't wanna fuck?" The pinkette was still lost.

Soobin chuckled against his neck, the deep and husky sound sending shivers down Yeonjun. "I do. So badly, but I'd like to fuck you and remember how beautiful you were the next day."

"You're different." Yeonjun returned the hug but Soobin retracted his head from Yeonjun's nape.

"How so?"

"Most guys just wanna get their dicks wet and leave immediately. I fucking hate it when they do that." Yeonjun huffed, rolling his eyes back in the memory of annoyance. Though, Soobin looked somewhat pissed. "What?"

"How could they do that to someone as gorgeous and cute as you? They're fucking dickheads. I'll punch the shit out of them for you, if you want." Soobin growled angrily, his eyes returning to that dark gaze but they softened when Yeonjun began to laugh.

"Y-You...You're really different." Yeonjun rested his head on Soobin's chest. There was a moment of silence with Soobin's calming breaths, "Let's just dance to this."

So, Soobin held him, guiding and twirling him with the music. The colourful but blinding lights splattered splashes of colour on their skin before another flash of them arrived.

The pair danced, sang and laughed all night together. They flirted, joked around and drank even more. It was only when Yeonjun's cousin arrived to pick him up that they finally separated.

With a teary and whiny Yeonjun, Soobin gave him his number before pressing the most lightest touch of a kiss on his forehead.

Maybe it was too early, but Soobin had already fallen in love.

Published: 20/12/2022

A/n: It's almost Christmas!!