smeared lipstick [seungin]

one

Arguably, Jeongin didn't want to be here. He hated crowds and the clammy feeling in his palms as he stepped into the people-infested place. There were some nice people, though, but that was once in a blue moon. Jeongins main deal was to drink, legally, and maybe, just maybe hook up with people he meets.

"Pretty boy! Over here!!" Jeongins college friends call him from a scrunched up booth. He eagerly changes his direction and goes straight to them.

"Are we drinking tonight?" Jeongin sits down with a sigh and throws an arm around one of his friends, Hyunjin.

"Hello?? It's not like I'm here to pick up some chicks." Jisung scoffed.

"Not like you were gonna anyway." Jeongin rolls his eyes, a playful smile plastered on his face.

"Oh, come on, lighten up a little bit. Maybe this will help." Hyunjin softly hits Jeongin in the head with a beer bottle.

"Thanks." He willingly takes it, popping off the top of the beer bottle. They all eventually start drinking, and the bottles start to fill the table.

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It was late, and the club was still lively, shockingly. Jeongin definitely drank too early.

"C'mon champ! I believe in you!" Jisung slammed Jeongins back as he hurled into the toilet.

Jeongin gets up, and he wipes off saliva that is near the corner of his mouth. The aftertaste still burned. He should probably get home.

He pushes past Jisung, he already told him that he was gonna go party a little bit, go mingle...take someone home...get someone's number...lit a cigarette with someone else...the list goes on, but whatever, Jeongin just need to get out of that shitty bathroom.

He pushes through people angrily, and he walks behind them as music rattles the place, including his head. But he and his head both freeze in place, the most beautiful person stands there, out of the sight of his friends, but still in the lively crowd.

He was gorgeous. Alluring even. Jeongin shoves his way through the crowd, like the people were ragdolls. He received some shouts and arguments, but that wouldn't stop him from this mesmerizing boy.

"Hey!" Jeongin called, waving his hand, keep your cool, Jeongin. He repeated that in his head over and over again.

"Look what the cat dragged in Seungmin." Felix laughed, cocking his head to Jeongin.

"Another one?" Seungmin turns around. They met eyes. His eyes looked blown and shocked, his mouth parting just a little bit.

"I'm Jeongin, and...you are?" Jeongin shakes his head, pushing back his hair.

"Seungmin, Kim." His smile wavered, Jeongin wish he could tattoo that voice into his head. It was so perfect. Like him.

"Oh, Yang Jeongin, you happen to just catch my eye, huh," He was almost forehead to forehead with him, Jeongin nervously licked his dry lips, and bit down on is lower lip, "Looks like I hit bullseye tonight."

"You flatter me, seriously, but there's no way I'm going with you." Seungmin chuckles, pressing his pointer finger on Jeongins forehead, pushing him away.

"Did it come off like that? Or do you really wanna come over?" Jeongin had a smug look on his face.

"That'll be fine." Seungmin tugged on Jeongins collar. Dragging him along, into a more quiet space. The room was big, black leather chairs line the walls and a crowd sat on the the seats. Some people are getting a little too...comfortable as well.

More drinkers. People passed out on the floor, and they both cautiously step around them. The music was getting quieter, the pounding in the ear stopped, and the same goes with the ringing.