Don't lie, you're an angel

Chapter 3

No, cause like, just fuck first impressions, right?

First thing that he does is stutter through his question, which he shouldn't even have asked in the first place. He just had to say, 'Yes, I am Seungmin.' Instead of that, double graduate, PhD candidate, Kim Seungmin, who has no issues in tearing into people to tell them where they went wrong regarding their essays, opinions and arguments, just made a noise.

"Huh?"

Hyunjin- No, Eros in all of his mortal beauty- tilted his head in question to the side, as the smile on his face. "You're Seungmin, right? Or did I get that wrong-"

"No! I mean, yes! I- I am Seungmin. Kim Seungmin, nice to meet you. You must be... Hwang Hyunjin..." He felt his voice trailing off, eyes wandering down to the other's lips and the way he held the plump flesh in between his front teeth was enough for his mind to enter the netherlands.

Damn, what was the bottle in his hands, goodness he was rarely ever like that.

And then he smiled, and his eyes, honest to god, disappeared.

Good fucking god, the stars were aligned, pollution was on an ever time low, global warming was not the biggest issue in the world ever, but the pooling heat in the pit of his stomach might just overcome that.

"Okay, alright let's just get drunk!" Felix threw himself out towards the crowd, pulling a squawking Jisung and Jeongin with him, the later in turn latched onto an unexpecting Hyunjin's arm.

The man yelped, and Seungmin, without thinking for the nth time that night reached out to steady him. Hyunjin in turn, already a bit tipsy with how early he had come with the other two, turned around to throw in a cheeky smile at him. "Thank you!"

Then the four of them vanished in the dancing crowd.

"So... Pretty boy, huh?" Changbin's elbow dug into his side, and that spell of the moment was broken. Seungmin scowled at the implication and brought his drink to his lips.

"Shut up. And keep an eye on your pretty boy."

That did shut him up. Changbin immediately tensed and turned around to look for his soulmate in the dark. After some time, Seungmin heard him excuse himself, and tried hard to keep his shudder of disgust to himself when he saw the hungry look in Changbin's eyes as he stalked towards an equally down-bad Felix swaying his hips from one side to the other.

"They're a pair of disgusting show-offs." He jumped, and the small giggle near his ear seemed amused at his disposition. He turned around to take a look at the person.

Ah.

"Lee Minho." The man nodded, with his eyes trained elsewhere and his glass to his lips.

"Kim Seungmin. It's nice to see you outside of your hole."

"It's an apartment."

"And you still refuse to make complete use of it."

That pulled an eye roll out of him. "I do cook."

"Courtesy of?"

"Oh fuck you."

Minho outright laughed, and that caught the attention of a certain someone.

Jisung turned around at the sound, and Seungmin heard Minho choke on his alcohol. "Good lord, your friend is a shameless exhibitionist." As much as he tried, the sheer awe in his voice was very audible.

Jisung had a pair of hands wrapped around his midriff. The man was grinding down on someone and at the same time, still had not allowed himself to look away from Minho. "I am assuming you want to take the shameless exhibitionist?"

"Might wanna keep him. Excuse me." Minho's glass was pushed in his hands, and the man jumped off gracefully from his seat before fixing his shirt and sauntering off to a pleased Jisung.

But what he saw next made Seungmin lose his breath.

When Minho slotted himself before Jisung, the couple moved to the side, and then the owner of the pair of hands came into sight. His dear friend was leaning heavily on none other than Hwang Hyunjin himself. Seungmin knew Jisung had a tiny waist. But with the way Hyunjin's hands were firmly placed on his hips, his head thrown back and his body moving right in time with Jisung, goddamn, something set off in his body.

Again, how long had it exactly been since the last time he got some, or rather, any action?

"Go get 'em, tiger." Chan gently eased both the drinks from his hands and Jeongin giggled while pushing him towards the throng of people.

Minho and Jisung must've seen him. There's no way Jisung would easily allow himself to be led away from the chance of his life, where he was sandwiched between two pretty males. Minho had his face pressed to one of his ears, and when Jisung turned around to look at him, he winked and giggled, maybe he saw Minho dive in for another bite of his neck.

That made Hyunjin laugh?

After he started his research, everything just naturally fell behind in his list of importance, ranging from occasional night-outs with his friends to restocking his pantry. But having something trigger the horny in you; something as crude as witnessing your man of attention laughing out loud seeing one of your friends make a hickey on another body pressing into their crotch, fuck, that was nasty.

And that is when the rational part fell behind.

He wanted to divert his mind from the mark?

What better way than trying right now when the man of attention looked just as desperate for the devil's tango?

So Seungmin, naturally, allowed himself to be pulled in by the eyes.

Jisung leaned in when he passed by, Minho's hand still latched on to his hips. "Good luck, Mr. Serious." and then a soft kiss was pressed to his cheeks, and Seungmin wiped it away with a small appreciative smile on his face. "Don't let the Possessive bitch there know that."

"Possessive bitch will whack your ass if you hurt Hyunjin." Minho fixed him with a glare and Seungmin raised an eyebrow in challenge (Also in apprehension of the fact that Jisung was giving Minho that stare, the one sultry look).

"Same goes for you." He squeezed his wrist which was in his hands, and then, when a hand circled around his waist, he could only make a noise of surprise in the back of his throat before allowing himself to be pulled back into someone's chest.

Jisung and Minho disappeared into the crowd, Seungmin's mind turning hazy as the seemingly innocent pure ray of sunshine in front of him moments ago, turned into whatever that was breathing into his ear from behind. "Saw you staring. Am I reading this right?"

On god, he was going to get that attitude out of Hyunjin tonight.