In His jacket (on hold, will continue)

Eyes Don't Lie

When someone tells you that you'll be okay, you'd be happy. Happy that someone is there for you.
But it was different for Yeonjun, it made him more angry.
Amanda tried every so often to be that someone. She never seemed to reach that part of her cousin, were he would open up and tell her everything that was keeping him so far down, she could see him falling. The fall would be hard for yeonjun but harder for the person who was going to be there watching. Also going down.

"Yeonjun, come on!" Amanda banged her fist on the door. "You don't even wanna come, don't try so hard."

Running his hand through his hair one more time, Yeonjun looked at himself.
"You're right, I don't want to go, not one bit,  but I still want to look good," he called back.

Straightening the top of his black suit that showed a bit of his chest, almost teasing the eyes that lingered too long, he walked out of his room.

"Oh my god." Amanda rolled her eyes. Yeonjun would never change.

Frowning, he looked at her. "What?"

Sighing dramatically Amanda raised her eyebrows. "You look like you're ready to go to some strip club."

Spinning around, Yeonjun smirked. "A classy one" 

"Ew"

Amanda made her way out to the car with Yeonjun behind her every step. She spun around forcefully, pointing her finger at him. "You're not hooking up with anyone, got it?"

With wide eyes Yeonjun put his hands up.
"Got it."

He never planned on it, but now it wasn't even a thought. He knew Amanda well enough to know she could be really rough when mad, they used to fight when they were kids; when he wasn't stuck in his moms hands for hours forcing him to practice.

"Good, now get in," she command.

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Its not everyday you have the chance to see people in the most classy attire; Soobin was in love with it all. The expensive drinks—he liked expensive things, he couldn't lie about that.
He wore an Emerald silky dress shirt tucked into black slacks, his shoes glistening from the light. His elegant face matched well with the fancy walls and chandeliers.
Some would say he had it all when he knew at a time he didn't. Soobin took pride in knowing he built his name so high yet still he felt felt alone.

"Congratulations on your collaboration, with Mister Kang." A woman's voice spoke out, making Soobin leave his mind.  He held the champaign glass closer to his chest.

"Thank you." He bowed. "Please enjoy the party."
The woman smiled before walking away with what he assumed was her husband.
He was extremely nervous, all these people in one place. He was going to be fine, he just had to put himself together.
Straightening  his shoulders, he walked closer to the ledge where he could look down at everyone. He knew this feeling.
Why was he so scared?
He'd performed with more people than were in this room.
Shaking the feeling, he took a sip of his drink.
People came up to him saying their congratulations and thanking him for the party. He was stuck bowing and greeting for a while.

He needed to breath.

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Yeonjun let the wind brush his face. It wasn't his type of party. He stood on a balcony that he'd found wandering around. Its not like we was snooping. Just bored.
It was a pretty site looking down at the garden he saw.

Yeonjun looked back when he heard the doors of the balcony being opened.

"Oh, hello."

Emerald. That was the color of the shirt the young man who emerged from inside was wearing; his skin fair like snow and doe-like eyes.

Yeonjun let his eyes linger. "Hi."

The guy was around his age, maybe younger, his hair black. The wind seemed to not want to let it settle.

"Mind if I join?" He gestured to the railing of the ledge. Yeonjun shook his head.
They both stood there for a moment before the younger turned to him.

"So how were you enjoying the party?" His bunny smile was on display.

Yeonjun scratched his neck. "Not my kind of party, I was dragged here by my cousin."

He nodded. "I came out here to get fresh air."

They talked here and there but then It stayed quite for awhile, just small glances exchanged here and there. Their eyes locked for only a small time. If Yeonjun was being honest, he was nervous. He cleared his throat. The guy's eyes were so inviting, yet at the same time felt like if Yeonjun took a chance the guy would take away what he was dangling in front of him. What he was offering, Yeonjun wasn't sure what that was.

He wasn't the type to lie about someone's looks, and this boy was no doubt pretty.
He smirked, feeling the other's eyes on him. "So is this Choi Soobin's music any good?" he asked.

Looking back at the younger who was already looking at him, eyes don't lie. That's for sure. The guy looked at him so intently, smiling and finally looking away once Yeonjun also continued to stare back.
The mischief in Yeonjun  eyes were intriguing for the bunny like boy. The trouble around seemed fun. It wasn't the type of trouble like a frat boy or a bad boy. It was different. The pretty boy moved closer but not too close where it was a invitation.

"I don't know, you should listen to his music."

Yeonjun laughed and rolled his eyes. " I'll pass, not a fan of that type of music."

The boy tilted his head, clearly amused. "Is that so?"

Yeonjun fan his fingers through his hair, smiling at the delicate looking gentleman. "Yeah." Yeonjun leaned back on the ledge so his back was facing the garden below. "Are you a fan of Choi Soobin?"

The younger smiled. "I am Choi Soobin."

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