Love language | Woosan

Chapter 2

"And this is-" "San, nice to meet you." Deep brown eyes pinned on my body slowly moved to mine. His muscular arm lifted to handshake with me. The other hand staying on his inner thigh as he was leaning on the terrace couch. He had this strange mysterious vibe and it was hot.

I shaked his hand and said: "Um-hey San." as I watched him brushing his hand through his thick messy hair. He smirked. "So San has just started his own graphic company and he study graphic design major." Hongjoong said as I was looking at San's tattoos on his big arm. "Well yeah, it's been half a year." San said smiling at me. "You do graffiti, right?" he asked. "Yup, Hongjoong must have told you." I replied, trying to stay cool. "He sure did, that must be exciting." he said licking his lips. "I have only ran from cops when I stole a clown costume." that was funny, he is funny. "Whattt? Tell me more about it." Hongjoong screamed excited to hear more.

For the moment i zoned out. Skanning carefully this guy. It was a weird feeling I felt. He was talking with so much passion still very cool and chilled. It's like he was warm hearted but very secretive. It was hot. Gosh... why I'm thinking like this, I should stop. Maybe I see him as some kind of competition, maybe I think he will get more chicks than me. Like of course he is hotter. He is so hot. The lips, how he licks them, it's so addictive. Fuck, I just realised I've been starring at his lips. Stop. Mental slap. The beer is really getting on my brain I think.

"Okay guys, I think imma go look for something stronger." I stood up, holding the empty beer in my hand. "And get some girl's ass" I wispered and winked at San, Hongjoong laughed "See ya around" he waved.

Yikes this was weird, I don't know how to feel. Nevermind, I'm gonna get wasted and forget all of that mess. Some girl stopped me in the middle of hall, "You okay?" she asked. I looked up from holding the crook of my nose and saw a beautiful long haired chick with bangs. "More than okay." I smiled and winked at her. She blushed. "I'm Arin btw." Oh, I actually knew who that was, she was one of the popular girls at uni, an influencer. "I'm-" "Wooyoung." she said calmly. "I know you silly, whole uni does." she smiled. "But who is that guy? Do you know him?" she looked behind me and pointed towards the terrace.

Of course she pointed at San, he was now standing leaning to the railing of the terrace smoking a cigarette and talking with this guy named Jisung. I was angry, he was already taking my bitches and he didn't even move a finger. I guess I will have a problem with him soon. But can I blame the girls?
"Wooyoung? Woo?" Arin was looking at me confused and waving. I zoned out again. "Fuck sorry," I apologized, pretending I have a headache. "yeah he is San." she smiled "Thanks, I haven't seen him here before, he looks... impressive." she said zoning out. Yeah, enough. I left the hallway.

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Few drinks away...The party felt really...colorful. Red, blue, green, red again. The ceiling looked interesting. Chae shouting next to me and the loud music sounded very muffled in my ear. I made out with like hundred girls, I didn't count it. Mingi was probably already at some chick or some dude. I just remember going to the garden and seeing that girl from earlier, looking very scary. And then I just saw stars. Like millions of them, every color, moving and flashing.

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"Wakey wakey." low voice woke me up. I saw Felix standing there looking at me laughing. "Gosh, you startled me!" I said getting up. "Sorry mate, My parents will be here soon so you need to leave." I took a look around and realised I fell asleep in a bush on the garden. I went through the house, everything was cleaned already. Woah, how long have I slept?

Next to the front door there was standing San. He was smiling at me. "Sleeping beauty is finally awake." he said warmly as he grabbed a leave from my hair. "Cute." he added. I was grumpy, so I stayed angry-faced. Ew. "Hongjoong said you might need a lift home." he went to the point shaking his car keys. "That's kind, prince Charming," I said sarcastically "but I will rather go on foot." I passed him.