nightlife ● enhypen

lockdown

》》Isis《《

I crept down the hall and knocked on Niki's bedroom door.

I decided to persuade Niki to take me, since I don't have my bike to go on my own. He seems to be the easiest to convince and he's lowkey sort of clingy, but I give him a pass because he's the youngest.

"Come in!" He called. When I entered he was on the floor sweating slightly.

"What are you doing?" I closed the door and sat close to him on the floor. He wiped some sweat from his forehead and pushed his hair back. Okay, Isis, you can stop staring now.

"I was working out." I nodded.

"Are you usually pretty active?"

"I mean, just here and there when I can. My physique doesn't just appear out of thin air." I let out a scoff.

"What physique? I usually only see you in a t-shirt and leather jacket when you're djing. If you're not wearing a t-shirt, you're wearing a sweatsuit set. Exhibit A." I motioned to the grey sweatpants and black hoodie he currently wore.

"You don't think I'm fit?" He asked in a challenging way. That's right. Get under his skin.

"I don't know..." I trailed my index finger up the side of his thigh. "You definitely skip leg day though." He quickly grabbed my hand before I could trail it any further, exhaling a breath.

"Here I'll show you." He grabbed the hem of the hoodie he had on, then hesitated. "Actually close your eyes. I tilted my head to the side, innocently.

"You want to show me but you want me to close my eyes?" He placed his hand over my eyes.

"Just do it." A few moments later he removed my hand but my eyes remained closed. He grabbed my wrist and placed my hand on something soft yet firm. I slowly opened my eyes as Niki glided my hand over his six-pack. My breath got caught in my throat.

Okay so, Niki might not have the largest body but he is toned for sure.

My eyes trailed from my hand resting on his lower abdomen to his eyes that bore deeply into mine.

"Isis." He said in a deep guttural voice. I removed my hand and cleared my throat, finally breaking eye contact. I laughed awkwardly.

"Okay, you proved me wrong." I playfully rolled my eyes. "Now put your shirt back on, it's distracting."

"I'm distracting? From what?" He asked leaning his face closer to me. I didn't budge not wanting to give his the satisfaction.

"You're so—" I scoffed playfully as I couldn't find the right words to complete my thought. He leaned back and laughed.

"I'm so what?"

"Nothing." I concluded. We sat in a comfortable silence for a little white.

What did I come in here for?

Oh yeah!

I grabbed a tissue from a box that sat on Niki's night stand and began patting some of the sweat away from his forehead.

"You're still so sweaty." I said in mock disgust. Although I was dabbing away near his hairline, I could feel that his eyes never left my face. I slowly allowed my eyes to meet his. He visibly gulped.

"You know Niki, we haven't really hung out much outside of when you would DJ at the club." He nodded. "Can you take me somewhere tonight? I want to show you something."

"Where?" He asked cautiously.

"Well tonight there's a big event at the club I work at, Kwangya. I'm getting a solo and everything. I want you to come watch."