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soju scent - gunwook x ricky

romantic gunwook x ricky, alcohol/drinking, romantic tension?, kisses

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Ricky, Gunwook, Gyuvin and Seungeon are out at a bar, Gunwook and Ricky are left alone at their table.

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Gunwook was sitting next to Gyuvin, who was sitting next to Ricky, who was sitting next to Seungeon. They were at a bar, Gyuvin and Seungeon were having the time of their life, while Gunwook was sitting back, only tipsy so far. Ricky was also drunk, but he wasn't an energized drunk, rather a calm, slurred and honest drunk. It's not the first time they have been drinking together, and Gunwook had learned the hard way that maybe he should remain in his right mind if everyone else is going to get drunk.

Dealing with a Gyuvin who had drunk 5 shots of straight soju and a few beers, dancing around and failing to keep his hands to himself wasn't especially enjoyable, Gunwook remembered. He'd had to apologize to multiple people at the dance floor for Gyuvin's drunken behavior of pushing people around to make room for himself to attempt to break dance on the floor, only to roll around and atop strangers feet. It wasn't a night Gunwook remembered fondly.

Today was different in the way that Seungeon was there to keep company to the drunk Gyuvin, and Hyunbeen wasn't there to keep company to the sober Gunwook. Maybe that's why he wasn't sober either. Gunwook cleared his throat when he saw Seungeon grabbing Gyuvin by the arm and getting up from their seats. He shot Seungeon a look, as if to ask him what he was up to, to which Seungeon just shrugged and started dragging Gyuvin to the dance floor.

Gunwook's mouth opened as he was about to oppose Seungeon's plans, but he failed to do so. So he just ended up sighing and closing his mouth, gaze landing on Ricky, sitting now a Gyuvin shaped distance away from him on the black leather sofa. Ricky's own eyes were drawn to Gunwook, and the latter couldn't help but feel as if there was something on his face with the intense stare from the blonde. Gunwook returned the look and tilted his head, confused. Ricky noticed and shook his head, which just left Gunwook feeling more suspicious.

Ricky scooted to sit closer to Gunwook, so that they could converse over the blaring edm music from the stereos that were placed right over their heads. Gunwook moved his gaze to the table, unable to look at Ricky's droopy eyes any longer. It was unfortunate to Gunwook, how good Ricky looked when he was drunk. Ricky was an attractive dude. Even when sober, his cat-like eyes were captivating and could make basically anyone melt right there. Gunwook acknowledged that, and the droopiness adding to Ricky's bad boy aura wasn't making him any less pretty.

"So, Gunwook, how's your night going?" came Ricky's slurred speech, right next to Gunwook's ear to assure that he would hear. His accent was even more apparent when he was drunk, and it made him sound a little foolish. Gunwook could feel Ricky's hot breath on his skin, and it gave him chills down his spine. He kept staring at his half full glass on the table, figuring that looking at Ricky in his current state would be too dangerous.

"It's alright," Gunwook shouted over the music. He stole a glance at Gyuvin and Seungeon at the dancefloor, having some kind of an eye game going on with a group of girls a little bit further. He then turned his eyes to Ricky, whose half lidded eyes had never left his face. Under the gaze, Gunwook couldn't help but feel his cheeks flushing, which gladly couldn't be seen thanks to the horrible lighting.

Ricky hummed in response. "Hmm, that's great." Gunwook thought that after that Ricky would look away, but no, he was still staring at Gunwook with his head tilted to the side. Slowly but surely Ricky started inching closer to Gunwook, the latter not really giving it much thought. He just glued his eyes to the table again, not daring to look at the blonde.