deceit • Han Seojun x Kang Soojin

41. scaredy scared kitten

41. scaredy scared kitten

"I don't believe it."

"Why would I lie?"

Soojin was bewildered at the fact which Seojun clearly wasn't lying about. She looked at him, with both confusion and doubt.

"You've never danced with a girl before?"

It was unbelievable for her to ever imagine that the most admired, obsessed over and the proclaimed bad boy hadn't danced with a girl before.

"Have you danced with a guy?"

That sure made Soojin frown, "no, but that's different."

"How?"

"The guy I asked turned me down." She shrugged, playing with the chopsticks on her plate. "I didn't ask anyone else after that."

Seojun looked at Soojin, the way she said that was obvious who she had asked. He then looked at the very sad party. No matter how expensive the drinks and food were, the party was very lame. He had never been to a fancy event before, despite being best friends with Suho.

And he was glad he didn't, what a boring thing.

"That's all there is here?" Seojun changed the subject, eyeing the little groups of elite people eating the little pretentious food. "This is a fancy dinner party?"

Soojin eyed the gathering. Soft music played in the background. The buffet was open yet no one ate much other than what was served. Groups of similar professionals were together, doctors and surgeons at one side, actors and celebs at the other.

Soojin even knew what they'd speak about. Everything about them was fake, with the unending comparison of businesses, their successes and their prodigies.

"Pretty much."

Seojun rolled his eyes, with a exasperated sigh while Soojin held back a chuckle.

It was a blessing her father was too busy with Lee Jooheon's conversations to look at the odd duo at the corner of the room. The rest of the Saebom clan was gathered in another part of the room, talking, clicking pictures, eating the cake.

Basically having fun without them.

Well, Seojun chose to stay back with her and she had no choice.

"Aish, what a waste of fine wine." He looked longingly at the open bar, wondering how long until he was gonna get his hands on them. "No offence but these parties downright suck. Suck."

"None taken. They do fucking suck." Soojin's choice of vocabulary caught his attention. "Try multiplying hundreds of these over the span of my life."

"Well that means you haven't been to a real party before."

"No chance. I've been studying my ass off. The only parties I am allowed are the ones where I'm supposed to fake smile at anyone who greets me. Eat fancy steak. Puke it out later to avoid getting fat. Yay me."

Seojun pouted, glancing at Suho and Jugyeong who were standing hand in hand. He met Suho's eyes and they questioned each other.

"I'm leaving." Seojun whispered which Suho caught clearly. "Taking Soojin with me."

Suho immediately looked over at Dr. Kang, and then back at the duo. He shook his head, warning Seojun to not do so but Seojun only smirked in response.

"Gaja," Seojun stood up, almost scaring the mindless Soojin. "Let's go..." He forwarded his palm only for Soojin to wonder how crazy could Seojun get.