I Hate You, Will You Marry Me? || Yang Jungwon FF

No- It won't happen, right?

I'm unhealthily addicted to this song. IT'S A MASTERPIECE.

Eunchae

It's now almost eight. We all are getting ready to go to the club tonight. Yoonah, Wonyoung, Jihye, and Asa are dolling themselves. I mean, I can't blame them, they have reasons to dress up. But, I'm just not in the mood today, especially after what happened with Jungwon. The last few words just flew out of my mouth and I knew I meant them. Now that I think of it, was I really afraid, I do have a soft spot for him, don't I? I can't believe I am falling for him. Twice. Why are you doing this to me, god?

"C'mon Eunchae, dress up bro!" Wonyoung yelled at me for sitting idle. 

"I'll get her ready, Eunchae come to my wardrobe." Yoonah held my shoulder and swiftly took me away. Knowing what had happened earlier, she was trying her best to comfort me.

"Now, Chaechae, what dress would you like?" Yoonah showed me three dresses. 

"Aren't they all too short for my liking?" I asked flustered.

"Puh-lease. Try learning to have fun chae. Plus, there will be boys, and I won't let you be single anymore." She said and pushed me into the changing room as I picked an outfit for myself.

Choose one:

#1

#2

#3

[P.S. Imagine on your own if you don't like the dresses.]

I re-entered the room in my dress and removed my hair tie as I ruffled my hair in front of the mirror. Suddenly, I felt a weird silence. I turned around to see each of them staring at me.

"Fuck Niki, let's get together Eunchae!" Asa spoke making me flustered.

"I THINK I'M GAY." Jihye shouted as she ran towards me and gave me a quick hug. Suddenly, Yoonah's phone rang she picked it up and then talked for a brief moment. She looked at us as soon as she cut the call.

"Let's go guys, the guys are waiting for us." Yoonah spoke.

"How ironic." I said as we grabbed our jackets and headed out of the house to find a black limousine.

"Dayum." I muttered knowing the one who owned it. Of course the rich guy Jay. It was very chic from the inside. I got in the last to find all the seats taken except the one between Jake and Jay, and Jungwon and the door. I quickly paced forth to take the seat next to Jake but he shifted.

"Nu-uh young lady. This place is reserved for Jay's date." He spoke making me give him a disgusting look. Jay hit him jokingly and was about to shift to the side when the drink from his hand fell on the place.

"Oh fuck, sorry." Jay apologized as he looked at me with his pleading eyes. I muttered a 'jeez' before dragging myself towards Jungwon as he kindly shifted towards the door making me sit in between him and Niki. For the first time, I took a closer look at him. He looked ethereal, but as soon as I realized I was practically staring at him, I shifted my attention towards the conversation.

[Imagine him wearing this.]

We reached the club shortly after. And soon it had already been an hour since we came there. I didn't drink much as I was not in the mood but everyone had already started looking like zombies.

"Eunchae-ya let's daaaancee, c'monn." Yoonah squealed as she took my hand and made me twirl. I looked around to find Jake taking pictures of her. I reminded myself how sweet their relationship was before joining the dance back in. As I was dancing, I felt someone's hand on my waist, I looked up but I didn't recognize the guy. I yanked his hand off me and took off to get a drink. I sat on the counter when the same guy walked up to me and sat beside me. I shifted in my position uncomfortably as he started to start a conversation by moving a bit away from me.

"Uh, hi, sorry about earlier. I thought you were my girlfriend, she wore the same kind of dress. Uh, by the way, I'm Lee Kwan." He apologized.

"No worries. Eunchae, Min Eunchae. So, did you find her?" I stated as I  made an order.

"Make that two. Sadly, she's with her boy best friend right now. God, I feel jealous. Could you do a favor and come dance with me so that she probably notices my presence?" He asked. I was about to decline his offer when I saw Jungwon staring at me with a dark gaze. I think he was jealous, so let's make him a bit more. I mean not that I had the right to make him jealous but yeah. Let's not forget what he did to me. As I looked at him, Kwan handed my drink to me. I looked at the drink and drank it in one go as I grabbed Kwan's arm and we went to dance. He had his drink in his hand while dancing and it was a bit crowded so he accidentally spilled it on me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Come let's go towards the washroom area, I'll help you clean up that." He said as I nodded and followed him because I knew nothing about this place. Soon we reached a place that did not at all look like the front of any washroom. I was so busy with fixing my dress that I didn't notice we had come to a secluded corner. A sudden shot of adrenalin rushed through me as I realized what Kwan had done. I frantically looked for an exit but the place was very confusing. Then, I saw him coming towards me, not with a friendly gaze this time. What, did he think I could not fight? I was a fucking blackbelt in taekwondo. He held my arms tightly once he came close as I struggled to get them off. I hit his legs with my heels as he fell on the ground. I tried to dash but he got in my way first.

"You bitch, no one will come save you here." He said and started walking towards making me walk backward. I tried to hit him again but I missed. This time not because of my skills, my head started feeling heavy and my eyes couldn't open themselves. I tried to hit him with my leg again but it was not hard enough. Tears flowed through my eyes as my life flashed before me. I was drugged and I couldn't help closing my eyes. That's when I remembered, the drink, the drink he gave me. He must have drugged that. I tried to hit him again as he held me tightly but my mind had stopped functioning. I couldn't move a bit. I just saw the lights there as my eyes closed,

white and blue

   w..hite an b..lue

      b..hite a wlue

         bite wlu

            b-b, wl-

And then the loud clash of a glass bottle on someone's head.