As Beomgyu excused himself to use the restroom, he navigated through the crowd, weaving past clusters of guests until he reached the hallway leading to the facilities. As he rounded the corner, he nearly collided with Wooyoung, who was leaning casually against the wall.
Wooyoung's eyes immediately lit up as they landed on Beomgyu, a wolfish grin spreading across his face. He shamelessly checked Beomgyu out from head to toe, his gaze lingering a little too long on certain areas. Beomgyu looked at him back and rolled his eyes.
"Going somewhere, pretty?"
"Just to the restroom," he replied coolly, refusing to be phased by Wooyoung's blatant ogling.
Wooyoung chuckled, his grin widening as he leaned in closer, invading Beomgyu's personal space. "Well, don't let me stop you," he teased, his voice low and suggestive. "But I have to say, you're looking absolutely ravishing tonight."
Beomgyu let out an exaggerated sigh and rolled his eyes at Wooyoung's shameless flirtation. "Seriously?" he muttered under his breath, more annoyed than anything else.
Ignoring Wooyoung's antics, Beomgyu continued on his way to the restroom, but to his dismay, he heard footsteps following closely behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Wooyoung trailing after him with a smirk on his face.
"Can't take a hint, can you?" Beomgyu muttered, frustration evident in his voice.
Wooyoung simply chuckled, undeterred by Beomgyu's irritation. "Come on, Beomgyu," he said, his tone playful. "Don't act like you're not enjoying the attention."
Beomgyu shot Wooyoung a withering glare before quickening his pace, determined to put some distance between himself and his persistent admirer. As he reached the restroom door, he turned to face Wooyoung one last time.
"Look, I'm going to use the restroom," Beomgyu stated firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And I'd appreciate it if you would give me some space."
Wooyoung held up his hands in mock surrender, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Fine, fine," he replied, his grin widening. "But don't think I'm done with you just yet, Beomgyu. I'll be waiting right here when you come back out."
As Beomgyu exited the restroom, he found Wooyoung leaning against the wall, wearing a smug grin that sent a shiver of discomfort down Beomgyu's spine. Before he could react, Wooyoung lunged forward, his intentions clear as he attempted to force a kiss upon Beomgyu.
Reacting quickly, Beomgyu pushed against Wooyoung's chest, his expression a mixture of shock and anger. "What the hell, Wooyoung?!" he exclaimed, his voice rising in alarm. "Get off me!"
Wooyoung's grin faltered as he stumbled back, caught off guard by Beomgyu's sudden resistance. "Come on, Beomgyu," he pleaded, his voice low and desperate. "Don't act like you're not interested. I saw the way you looked at me."
Beomgyu's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "I was rolling my eyes, you moron!" he snapped, his voice tinged with anger. "I have a boyfriend, and I am not interested in you or your pathetic attempts at seduction."
As Wooyoung refused to back down, his grip on Beomgyu's wrist tightened, and he leaned in closer, his intentions clear as he attempted to force himself on Beomgyu once more. But Beomgyu was not about to let himself be taken advantage of.
In a swift and decisive move, Beomgyu's survival instincts kicked in. With a sharp inhale, he brought his knee up with all the force he could muster, landing a powerful kick between Wooyoung's legs. Wooyoung let out a pained gasp and released his grip on Beomgyu's wrist, doubling over in agony.
With Wooyoung momentarily incapacitated, Beomgyu wasted no time. He stepped back, his eyes flashing with defiance as he straightened his posture, regaining his composure.
"Now, listen here, Wooyoung," Beomgyu spoke, his voice low but filled with authority. "I won't hesitate to defend myself if you ever try something like that again. Consider yourself warned."
He flipped off his hair sassily and walked out of there leaving Wooyoung speechless.
