𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

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Yuna's pov
Anxiety and lightheartedness.
Is it possible that I felt two emotions so conflicting at the same time?
I sighed as I got out of the car and then walked with the others to Mingyu's house. Of course this guy had to be really rich, the villa was huge...not to mention the courtyard decorated with so many lights. 

I could already smell the alcohol and Jungkook was already grumbling because that night he couldn't drink too much since he was going to drive us home.
"At least have the decency not to make you a rag, I will already have to be a taxi driver, I don't want to load all three on my shoulders at the end of the night"
These were his words shortly before being welcomed into the house by Mingyu himself. 

A few moments later a group of guys started waving their hands in the air and, having guessed who they were, we approached them.
"Yuna, the dress looks amazing! You also put the bag that I gave you at Christmas, it fits perfectly"
Taehyung was the first to greet me with a hug and a compliment that made Jungkook snort. 
"Thank you Tae, the credit is all yours, you have impeccable taste" the boy smiled satisfied and then went to greet Hayun.

Within seconds I found myself in Hobi's arms who had already promised to dance with me.
"Don't worry, I'll show you a good time tonight! I'll try to keep your brother's presence from weighing you down."
He said the last sentence as he approached my ear so only I could hear him. I chuckled and mimed a "thank you". I really needed to pull the plug and have fun, but with Jungkook around, it would probably be impossible.

Jimin greeted me quickly, he was so taken with Hayun.
I was sure those two were going to do something tonight, and I was extremely happy that my best friend could finally recover. Besides, they seemed really tight-knit and Jimin was such a handsome guy, no wonder Hayun fell for his charm.

Jin instead delighted us with one of his wonderful jokes.
"Hey, do you know how it is called a Sailor Cow? It's Sailor Moo" He couldn't even make himself understood as he burst out laughing. That guy was really funny but everyone fell in love with him and his charismatic personality.

Yoongi instead greeted us with a nod, definitely dwelling too much on me. I couldn't bear his look, not after what he told me at Taehyung's birthday. I still couldn't understand with what intention he had spoken those words but clearly it had thrown me.
However, I couldn't be conditioned by this, I had to convince him to give me piano lessons and I would have to put aside the embarrassment.

Little by little, we started to warm up by throwing down a few glasses and approached the center of the room to dance. My brother seemed totally absent, he stood by and watched the others have fun. The usual spoilsport.
Even Namjoon seemed to have melted after a few drinks and was dancing in a funny way with Jin.

Instead, I was with Taehyung who, punctually, was commenting on the clothes that people were wearing.
"My eyes! These clothes haven't been used in years..."
I chuckled at his comment, of course he had quite a temper but I was sure he would become a successful designer.

"OH JIN, NAMJOON, I WANT TO DANCE WITH YOU TOO"
So he approached the two, leaving me with Hobi. He was really elegant and he danced so well that he hypnotized me, until he took my arm and approached me.
"Come on Yuna, let's have fun, let's show them who are the best dancers here" 
I didn't like to be the center of attention but he was so solar and his energy was so contagious that he couldn't help but unleash me.

From time to time, I would take a look at my brother who fortunately seemed to have calmed down and was also dancing while Hayun and Jimin were dancing together wrapped around each other. I smirked as I looked at them, Hobi seemed to notice my insistent gaze and turned to look in the direction my eyes were facing.
"I'll bet everything that those two will sleep together tonight"
I nodded, he was absolutely right, anyone would understand that there was a strong sexual tension between those two.

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