Love is in the air -sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ-

Minghao [That night]

The soft rays of the morning sun shone through the curtains, waking me up from deep sleep. I opened my eyes, greeting a new day with an unfamiliar guy laying in bed next to me with half of his upper body uncovered by the blanket we shared. It took me a minute to realise that I wasn't in my hotel room I had woken up from for the past week and that I was wearing nothing but my underwear and an oversized T-shirt that also wasn't mine, my clothes from last night were scattered all over the floor. Taken by surprise, I let out a tiny gasp, trying to pick up the missing pieces of memory from the night before.

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It was my last night in Las Vegas and was dying to spend the night out in a club. My kind friend of 10 years recommended this amazing place and accompanied me as she probably wouldn't see me again for another few more years. Due to my weak Asian alcohol tolerance, it only took a few shots to drunken me out. I knew I had to stop drinking so I went to the dance floor to dance my heart out whilst waiting for my friend to join in.

After a few songs, a mullet haired boy next to me caught my attention. His smooth and professional dance moves were so attractive it made my heart tingle. Not to mention his extremely handsome facial features and the bonus being that he was Asian as well. I had unknowingly shifted closer to the boy and when he finally glanced over at me, I was feeling dizzy from the way he was looked into my eyes. My head was spinning so fast my body weight started to lean on one side. Just as I thought I would fall onto the crowd next to me, an arm slithered around my waist, pulling me in closer to their body. When I looked up, that same Asian boy scanned my face up close, his lips slightly parted in shock.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Despite having such sharp features, his voice was soft and gentle. Hearing him suddenly speak up made me forget to breathe, my heart was racing faster than ever and his strong scent was making me feel dizzy again. I immediately pushed him away and stood on my feet properly, not wanting to embarrassingly faint in front of this fine man.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks," I replied, awkwardly fidgeting my fingers.

The boy scanned me again, this time from head to toe. "You don't know who I am, right?" he questioned.

"No," I firmly told him. If I had seen him before, I would have instantly recognised him. "but I'd want to," I muffled.

He chuckled a bit. He proceeded to press his lips together and smile brightly at me, absolutely not helping with calming myself down.

"What's stopping you?" he said with a smirk.

"It's my last night here. I'm leaving tomorrow at midnight," I admitted, even though I was really close to changing my flight to next week but work stopped me from doing irrational decisions.

The boy started walking closer and closer to me, slowly closing our distance second by second. I didn't move, wanting to know how far he could go. He held me by the waist and leaned over my shoulder. I felt his breath getting heavier as he brushed his lips against my ear before whispering to me.

"May I be honoured to make your last night more memorable?"

Since my mind wasn't at its right place, I came with the decision to risk it all.

"Yes, you may."

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I turned my head to take another glance at the boy I slept with, he was indeed the same Asian boy I had met at the club. Looking closely now that I'm sober, he looks even more good looking with his silky black mullet and silver chain around his neck. I couldn't help but admire his adorable face for a few minutes before scrambling out of the covers, putting on my outfit from last night and quietly leaving the hotel room to go back to mine.