Don't lie, you're an angel

Chapter 4

When he says he was not prepared for what was to come next, he means it.

Hyunjin's heart dropped so fast in shoes, it didn't even register the heat pooling in his stomach.

"Absolutely not, princess."

Ah shit. Okay then.

No don't get him wrong, he didn't mind manhandling. He just wasn't used to being on the receiving end.

And nicknames? He was a goner already and it hadn't even started yet.

When Seungmin turned them around, and he turned them both around alright, Hyunjin's breath got caught in his throat, his hands flailed to finally find purchase on his shoulders. "You've not been reading anything wrong. Though I must warn you," Coincidentally, a sultry, slow song comes up next. A deep, timbre voice filled the room, and suddenly the atmosphere became a bit more tense and yet relaxing at the same. "I haven't done this for quite some time now..."

That made Hyunjin snigger.

With the go-ahead from Seungmin, he looped his arms around the other's neck and allowed himself to be pulled closer, slotting his lips near his ear. "If you don't mind, I would like to be your teacher for the night."

"Shit, Hyunjin." He breathed a sigh once again and leaned in until he felt plush, soft, gloss-coated lips on his, his eyes fluttering shut immediately. The sudden grasp of the kiss pulled a small sound from him, which slowly morphed into a low groan.

"Goddamn, you- Wow, you're a good kisser, what the fuck-" Even before he could get the last word out of his mouth, Seungmin's chasing lips found his again and they were back at making out right in the middle of the dance floor.

Wandering hands settled on his hips finally and when Seungmin licked his upper lip in the kiss for permission, Hyunjin outright moaned with how his fingers tightened their hold.

They broke the kiss, if only they didn't need air, reluctantly and Hyunjin's dry throat somehow made a sound coherent enough. "I don't think we can leave this early with everyone around, but when we do... Can we leave together?"

"Of course. " Seungmin's pink cheeks were very very pretty from up close. His lips, he kissed those lips, red from their activity, stretched into a small smile. "Just tell me when you want to. My place or yours?"

"Yours? I feel like Jeongchan might want the apartment to themselves."

"Who?" Hyunjin barely stopped himself from cooing when the brunette turned around to look at what he had gestured, really turning his head around like a little puppy.

"Ugh, oh my god I did not need to see that..."

"You wanna join your friends for the time being?"

He wanted nothing more than to let the man take him home and rock his shit (Literally) sideways and in many different angles. But there was this, some type of reluctance that was rolling off of him in waves.

If Hyunjin was going to get railed, he didn't want any hesitance behind that.

So who was he to deny him a chance to say no? Seungmin's words about him being out of practice floated around in his mind when he chuckled at the other's shy nod, as he allowed him to lace their fingers together and led him away from the flashing lights to a wide, secluded sitting area.

As he settled with the other couple, Changbin and Felix, from the corner of his eyes he saw Minho being pulled out of the club doors by his tie by none other than Jisung himself.

Good for him.

Seungmin tugged his hand and Hyunjin was brought back to the conversation that had already started without him. "So... Hyunjin, what do you do?"