Lee Minho
Immediately upon entering the club, my ears felt deafened.
If I'm being honest, I wasn't one for partying.
You know, I'd rather choose my own music in the comfort of my bedroom. I can even turn on my leds and I'm practically in a mini club? So why would I want to be surrounded by a bunch of drunk college students packed into a suffocating space instead?
It was the textbook definition of sensory overload.
Lights everywhere. People everywhere. Alcohol everywhere. And no one can hear you. So many things going on at once, how could you keep up?
Not to mention the renowned lack of safety in clubs and the numerous horrible cases that we hear about everyday taking place in these things.
I never took a sip of any drinks any time I visited clubs like these, I never trusted alcohol. It only ever caused harm, making people vurnable, creating chaos. Why would I put myself in that scenario?
But today, I really felt like I needed a drink.
It was especially hard to have self control when my mind was spiraling.
We were quickly let in, thanks to us older friends and Felix's fake ids. All we had to do now is find our spot around here, get comfortably uncomfortable.
Though I was feeling extra anxious for some reason.
"LETS HIT THE BAR!" Felix yells over the music, one hand locked with Jisungs and the other waving in the air, already full of excitement.
Changbin sends him an okay before leading the group over to the bar, finding a few empty seats across from Felix and the jisung he dragged along.
The stools were a deep red wine shade, faint stains decorating it. I didn't want to know where those came from. The bar lights dangled above our heads but the flashes from the dance floor were more than enough to see around us.
Bottles of different drinks lined the walls, 3 or 4 bartenders were working at once, serving the groups lining the counters. Everyone found their seats and got comfortable, seungmin finding his way over to Felix and jisung at the other side of the bar.
It would be better for us to stay apart right? I'll just lay low tonight.
I don't know why I even came.
"Can we get two margaritas, one mimosa and..." Changbin and Chan called the bartender over, ordering drinks for the rest of us.
"Minho-ah?" Chan calls my name, making me look up from the table I didn't even notice I was staring at. "Did you want a drink?"
I shake my head with a sigh, "Nah, I'll drive us home." I suggest, earning a hum and a nod from Chan.
"Alright, Minho and innie are on driving duty I guess." The older points to the only other non drinker, and the youngest, in our group.
Jeongin agrees with his boyfriend, moving up to take a seat next to me as he sips on his non alcoholic cola. His curly bangs covered his forehead, just short enough to leave his fox eyes visible below the strands.
Once the conversation shifts, I let my eyes wander again, falling on the same figure they seem to always drift toward. I carefully watched his every movement.
It was like my mind shut off, just mindlessly looking at jisung. Our last conversation replaying over and over again in my ears, as if I hadn't been thinking about the pain all day.
"Hyung? Is everything alright?" Jeongin pipes up next to me, looking wide eyed at my blank expression.
"Hm?" I put on a smile and turn to face the younger, "mhm everything's good innie! Why would it not be?" I laugh, hoping the quiver in my voice wasn't obvious.
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