Cherry flavoured summer dream - a ChanMin fanfiction

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That evening took away all the heat of the day and brought for the night a chilly breeze that gently ruffled Chan's black, curly hair. He was leaning against his sport car smoking a cigarette, looking at the pretty summer sky, trying to count the stars but loosing count everytime, trying not to think of that one person.

He sighed out of boredom, threw his cig on the asphalt and stepped on it, and decided to get in the car to find a place where to have fun, and maybe something to drink. He gently caressed the steering wheel before turning the keys in and driving off the parking lot he was occupying, and passing by the many clubs and bars open at that time. He needed alcohol, but no entrance really convinced him to get in for a drink, until he saw a neon sign saying 'Rainbow spot - Queer club', the rainbow lights shining and catching his eyes.

He rolled his tongue against the row of his teeth, deciding that he was done with his searching before parking his car next to the sidewalk and entered the club.

He was welcomed by some loud but good music, lights of every colour illuminating the not so many dancing bodies on the chess table patterned dance floor; the walls were white, decorated with some jungle leaves pattern and some fake bamboo plants next to them.

In an angle there was the bar, illuminated by normal white led lights, where the bartender had many shelves filled with different kind of what Chan assumed to be alcoholic drinks and glasses of all sizes at his back. Next to it, a big pride flag was hanging on the wall.

It looked like not so many people came there, but many looked really young.

The curly haired boy went straight to the bar, asking for some cheap alcohol since he didn't want to empty his wallet in one night, and started sipping his cold drink glancing lazily at the dance floor.

There were some couples making out, girls, guys, some non-binary fellas, nothing much; he looked at everyone having fun and thought that that club didn't look that bad; while his fingers played with his earring, his eyes spotted some really good dancer - it wasn't that difficult to see him, he was catching everyone's glances thanks to his smooth dance moves. Chan noticed how cool and relaxed he looked while he collected all the eyes on him, his moves always sharper as he continued moving his body following the rhythm of the music, smirking and looking at how everyone was now staring at him.

What caught Chan's eyes was that slim but perfectly proportioned body, how those legs moved elegantly with the music in those tight black leather trousers capturing his gaze, as well as the perfectly fitted in them, white, half-sleeved shirt the boy was wearing, a bit loose on his chest. Chan looked at how the boy's tongue wetted the angle of his pretty red lips and how his eyes returned most of his glances, but what affected him the most were the pink dyed bangs and his long eyelashes.

When the song ended, the whole club started clapping at the amazing dancer, as he laughed and bowed to thank everyone. After all the noise stopped and another song started playing, the boy walked slowly to the bar, smirking at Chan while he licked his lips, the black-haired getting flustered at the action as he spun on his chair and looked back at the shelves full of alcohol bottles and then his drink.

The boy sat next to Chan, asking the bartender for some cherry flavoured drink and then looked at the guy he was sitting next to, who was looking straight into his half empty glass.

'Hey, I saw you looking at me before, are you amazed of my dance moves too?' the boy asked in a straightforward tone, a bit flirtatious.

'Uh, sorry? O-oh ah yes, for sure..' only now Chan had realized that he was sitting next to the boy he was staring at the whole time. He turned around to face him properly: his face was pale, without any imperfections, two big shining dark brown eyes looking amusedly at him. The prettiest boy he had ever met. 'You were pretty good'