Marry me not| ChanLix

Part 4

I was drinking another drink of this night. I didn't count them much. Han was gone for quite a while. I've decided to search for him. Walking for me was a bit challenging because I could barely see where I am stepping.

,,Hey cutie...wanna dance?"

I heard some unknown voice what made me turn around but I saw this person all blurry.

Soon I could answer him I felt pair of hands grabbing me for my hips and pulling me towards him. It made me feel very uncomfortable.

Bangchan's pov:

I was watching Felix from my seat all this time. I watched his every step while enjoying my drink. My muscles tensed once I saw some stranger grabbing Felix for his waist towards him. I immediately stood up and stormed that way. I pushed this guy away from Felix as I gave him death glare which made him back off immediately.

My attention went back on Felix who was out of his senses. I frowned seeing him so drunk. Yeah I shouldn't care but still. I can't let him be like this.

,,Felix..I'm taking you home"

I said quite mad. He turned his head my way but didn't seem to react. Instead he was slowly losing his balance so I fast reach for him and pulled him to me. He was so clumsy that he landed with his head on my chest.

,,mmh you smell like my Yeobo haha.."

He mumbled as he then lifted his head towards mine. His cheeks were reddish from alcohol which bring nice color to his freckles.

,,but t-that's impossible...he'd never come to this c-club..."

,,You're wrong. I'm here right now and I'm taking you home."

I said seriously as I started to slowly drag him away. He tried hard to let go of me now.

,,H-help! S-stop! Stranger let go o-of me!"

I glared down at him.

,,I'm not stranger I'm Bangchan"

,,B-Bangchan?"

He tried hard to focus his eyes to see me but it didn't seem like he can see much. When he started to laugh I froze up.

,,Haha good joke. Bangchan would never care about me"

I rolled my eyes as I started to drag him away from there once again. He again tried his best to free himself from my tight grip while screaming for help. I dragged him outside the club where he kinda stopped making such a fuss.

,,Can you stop overreacting? I'm here to take you home. I'm not going to harm you"

,,I'm not going anywhere! You're not my Yeobo! I trust just him!"

Where's this fierce coming from? But hearing him that he trust just me means he still loves me even though I told him that I don't want to marry him anymore.

,,I am your......Yeobo"

I struggled to say it loud but so be it. He's drunk anyway.

,,If you're my Yeobo then prove it.."

Gosh this boy. I sighed heavily as I then smirked while I came up with something.

,,Wanna proof?"

I get closer to him and I gently pressed him against the nearest wall. I look down at him with smirk. He was hella surprised of this move.

,,S-stop m-messing with me..s-stranger"

,,Am I still stranger to you?"

,,Yes! My Yeobo wouldn't wear this...he wears suits..."