↱HALLOWEEN↲ ⇾seongjoong⇽

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☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓

He tried to curl inwards on himself, as if that would prevent him from bumping into people as much, but in his tipsy-blooded state, it was nearly impossible to not have to just shove everyone aside.

As he got closer, he felt the pressure of the music build up in his ears but his body was still running on the adrenaline of his dare, which the group surrounding Spider-Man caught onto.

Smirking, the pink bunny hit the mystery guy on the chest and pointed at an approaching Seonghwa.

By the time Spider-Man got the hint, though, he barely had time to see who it was because Seonghwa was already there.

Willing a wave of confidence to overtake his own body, the brunette surged forward and pulled the man close by the nape of his neck with one hand.

The other he used to pull the mask halfway up his face, just enough to reveal everything under the eyes.

In a split second, their lips were touching.

Seonghwa squeezed his own eyes shut in embarrassment but tried to press harder, just trying to let his body do the talking.

Oddly enough, it was as if the touch had unclogged every pore in the elder's body.

Whoops and hollers erupted throughout the room until the entire crowd was cheering for the both of them.

Finally gasping for breath, it only just occurred to the brunette that Spider-Man had been kissing him back with twice as much fervor, hands digging into the Eeyore fabric loosely attached around his hips.

Those hands refused to move, despite Seonghwa's separation of their lips.

It was strangely invigorating to watch the costumed man's heaving chest and swollen lips, a spitting image of himself.

Before he could scream a warning, every person within a ten foot radius threw their drinks onto the couple.

Seonghwa rammed his hood over his face for protection until they were done.

When the pouring of alcohol stopped and he deemed the area safe, he uncurled himself from the man's chest, not realizing he'd buried himself into him in the first place.

His gaze lifted to apologize but froze at the familiar orbs he found.

He recognizes that the mask has been completely removed.

A searing hot blush flooded his face.

"Hongjoong?" Seonghwa clarified, startled.

His voice was much more timid and weak than he wished but if the other noticed, he didn't show any indication of it. "I, uh, I should probably explain myself. I swear this isn't how I usually act."

Is this how he usually acts?

He kissed me back.

He's probably drunk.

Hongjoong shook his head dismissively, reluctantly stepping away from the brunette.