Our Night || Jaywon

002.

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My body felt like it was engulfed in flames as my heartbeat increased drastically. I could sense the tips of my ears and my cheeks reddening, noticing a sudden heat flow through my body. My stomach flipped and flipped and flipped which caused me to go lightheaded and weak in the knees. I don't care if he was taken, I was going to make him mine. Whether he wanted it or not.
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•JUNGWON POV•

I could feel his gaze prickling at my skin, sending shivers down my back. My breath hitched as my eyes also wandered down his body, my pupils dilated with heat and excitement.  The ogling quite conspicuous, my stare showed my emotions and inner feelings transparently. His blonde hair hovered his eyes impeccably, casting the perfect shadow on his light, airy, porcelain skin.
"Damn..." I managed to mutter softly, biting down on my lip intensely. I sensed my heart racing, it popped in my ears, causing me to wince as I grimaced in slight weakness and discomfort.
His outfit...oh god, I haven't even examined that yet.

My stare roamed down his body further, taking in his aura and outfit. His white button up blouse showed his figure to pure perfection. I swallowed hard, the saliva slithering down my throat which felt like an eternity. His slacks were a deep, ominous shade of black with an equally colored blazer, topping off his infallible taste in attire.
God, just his mien was enough to drive me to the edge. Now looking at his lips, my eyes resurfaced back to his face. His lips were so foolproof to an extent where it was almost indecent of him to be so...alluring. I finally tore my gaze off his, clearing my throat once more before turning to Sunoo who was already chatting with people and drinking.

I sighed softly, raising my hand to my temples with concern, caressing the spot gently. I reacquainted myself with Sunoo as he leaned on me, the shots already surging through his veins.
"Jungwon!" He exclaimed as he slurred and chuckled. He booped my nose before smirking with playfulness.
"Sunoo..." I replied with a motherly-like tone. It hasn't even been twenty minutes, and he was drinking so much he could barely talk and stand anymore.
"This is Sunghoon! I've told him about you," Sunoo explained, pointing to ravishing man in attire, quite identical to the guy I'd been eyeing since I stepped into the room. He was attractive, I wasn't going to deny beauty and charms when I saw it, but the other guy enticed me. He had me wanting to stare more, wanting to gravitate closer to him, like I was his prey that he'd been stalking from afar.
"It's...It's a pleasure," I say nervously, stretching out one of my veiny hands to his soft and unflecked one. His shook it politely as the corners of his lips rose up, insinuating a soft smile of gratitude.

I removed myself from the group suddenly. The second I beached the group, I sensed my breathing regenerate itself. I had been holding my air in that whole goddamn conversation, apparently. I exhaled, continuing my pace across the party floor. People gossiped about events in their lives, some details passing into my ears, slightly eavesdropping on certain conversations that piqued my curiosity. On the other hand, most traveled through one ear and out the other.
My thoughts were seeping into my brain, my pace fastening as my breath also quickened suddenly.
Why was Sunoo introducing me to guys? I can get one perfectly fine on my own. He needs to worry about himself for one goddamn time. Speaking of guys, Yang Jungwon, why the hell are you lusting after a complete stranger?! You know better you dipshit!

God, just knowing he was dwelling in my brain, made my heart rush and my breath just kept getting heavier. Chills pervaded down my spine as I felt my stomach fluttering with immense butterflies. It's okay, Jungwon, go get a drink. It'll help you out. I repeated to myself as I collected my thoughts and advanced towards the bar. I was looking down while walking not paying attention. I collided into someone, grunting as my head thumped against their chest.

•JAY POV•

The guy... the cute one I'd been eyeing, he bumped into me. His tiny head slammed against my chest, my arms wrapping around his waist to prevent both of us from falling. My drink tipped atop him, the booze seeping into his hair. I gasped softly, seeing the beer trickle down his face and neck as it escalated to his blouse and collar.
"Shit! I'm so sorry, are you alright?" I asked him, lifting his chin up to force eye contact. I still gripped him tightly by his waist, keeping his petite figure pressed against mine. His confused and shocked eyes met my concerned and worried ones. God, he still looked amazing, hell, even better with his hair wet.
"I'm fine, no need to worry, accidents happen," He reassured him. The guy wrapped his arms around me too, still shocked about the incident. Heat slapped against my cheeks and ears, lighting up my pale skin as I looked upon him.
"Here, I'll walk you to the bathroom and help you clean up," I insisted, grasping his warm and comforting touch against my hand, dragging him to the bathroom. I could tell he wanted to interject, but I shot a headstrong glare at him. He groaned softly, accepting my order as I swung the door of the bathroom open.

The door shut behind us, my hands retreating from his as I acquainted a few paper towels. Attempting to deplete the dampness, I ran my fingers and a paper towel through his hair. He stared up at me, his mouth agape slightly as my fingers gently caressed his scalp. I noticed his cheeks gaining a pink tint the more I dried his locks. I smirked and pulled back, happy that his inky black hair was almost completely back to normal. His hair was a tad bit wet still and reeked of booze, but he still looked just as appealing as he did when he entered the joint. I slid my blazer off and wrapped it around him, inserting his arms into the sleeves. He looked up to me, apprehensive once again.
"Here, to hide the stain. Plus, it suits you more than me," I added with an affectionate and loving smile.

I ruffled his hair, giving him one last reminiscent of me. I exited the bathroom, replaying the endearing scene in my mind once more.

•JUNGWON POV•

He just...left? My eyebrows rose in bewilderment, attempting to reminisce everything I had just felt. The butterflies were so persistent in my stomach, my cheeks and ears felt like fire was singing them, and most importantly, my body was quivering and locked in a trance, weak and feeble.
He couldn't leave, not yet at least.
I sprinted out of the bathroom, chasing after him with desperation present in my eyes.
"Wait!" I exclaimed, instantaneously depicting him out from everyone in the crowd. The corners of his lips rose when he recognized my voice, his head whipping around to face me.
"At least...at least let me buy you a drink in return," I offered suddenly, watching his lips curl upwards in approval.

He extended his hand out to mine, waiting for our fingers to intertwine once more. I rested my palm tightly against his, leading him to the bar for drinks. Drinking with a deviously attractive stranger couldn't go wrong, right?
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A/N: Another chap done for yall!! <3 Also, this isn't proofread lol