Stay Stay Stay ||Choi Yeonjun||

23

"I—I would love to, but I don't want to go inside just yet. It's quite crowded. "

He takes my hand in his and places it on his shoulder while his other arm snakes around my waist, pulling me close to him. I'm dizzy with the giddy butterflies in my gut and his rich smoky wood scent overtaking my senses. His hand was warm against my waist.

"We don't have to go back inside. I would rather dance here. "

The music from the hall was softly audible as he swayed us to the soft beats. I felt like putty in his hands melting and falling apart as we danced slowly. He kept me close so I could feel his warm minty breath against the shell of my ear and the smooth material of his blazer under my fingertips.

I finally gather my senses and dare to look in his eyes. His eyes are hooded, pupils blown wide. I feel engulfed by him, like he was invading my every sense, enraptured by his gaze, his scent and the feel of his hands on me. Even as my heart races and thunders, there's a sense of calm being in his arms. He never makes me uncomfortable, his presence soothes me even in the worst of times. He calms the stormy nervousness instead of agitating it further like Jake. His arms are like a home I longed for, a sense of belonging. Being with him feels right, I don't have to worry anymore if we fit or not because the way he holds me tells me I fit right here, with him, with my Yeonjun.

We hear the distinct cheer as the crowd starts counting down till the clock strikes twelve. 5..4..3..2..1

His lips meet mine, tentative and sweet. The delicate touch of his soft pillowy lips sliding against mine ignites sparks. I feel ablaze with the wild fluttering in my gut. His hand cups my cheek, thumb caressing my cheek. We part away. There were fireworks thundering in the night sky but all I hear is our fast breathing and my heart galloping away. Yeonjun smiles, all pearly teeth and lips smudged with my lipstick. I swipe my thumb to wipe it away then all I remember is lunging at him to lock lips.

If the first kiss was sweet and innocent, the second one was a blazing inferno. It was like two starving people discover a free all-you-can-eat buffet. It was tongues and teeth, my hands mussing his perfectly styled hair and him pulling me closer so our bodies melded into each other. I couldn't get enough of this, enough of him. It was breathtaking to feel the similar passion and need to get closer coming from the man I liked.

When we part away, I can barely open my eyes from the dizzy euphoria. I'm still in his close embrace, his hands on my waist and mine circling his shoulders clinging onto each other. He hums lowly near my ear and the vibration reverberates through my entire being.

The heavy atmosphere dissipates when his phone rings. I hear his subtle curse, his hoarse voice sending sparks through my spine. I slowly move away and Yeonjun clears his throat before answering.

"Mr and Mrs Park are leaving. I'll go and see them off, hmm darling? "

I just nodded because my heart had stopped working at the 'darling'. This man was on a mission today to kill me. Is it possible to die of too much blushing?

I paced around to compose myself then walked out to find my friends. What we hadn't realized was that since most of the seniors and aged guests had left, the youngsters started partying with full swing. I spotted Suyeong and Hueningkai dancing with no bounds, while Bora watched on while nursing a wine glass. I grabbed a glass too knowing full well I need it and joined Bora.

"Where were you? Wait, why's your lipstick so smudged?! Did you—"

"It's nothing! I was just-uh... "

"It's alright, tell us when you feel like it. You can't lie to save your life! "

Bora laughed at me and I felt at ease. We both quietly sipped from our glasses and watched the two idiots. It wasn't long until the two came back, stumbling and panting, to collapse on chairs.

"Yah you two better not pass out! Who do you think is going to haul your drunk asses back home?! "

But they didn't hear our protests. After trying for some time, Bora gave up and looked at me with despair. Yeonjun popped up suddenly.

"It's okay Ms Bora. I'll get Suyeong and you a cab. And I'll 'haul his drunk ass', for a lack of a better term. "

Bora looked so thankful like she could almost cry. We all were feeling tired from the tumultuous evening. So Yeonjun and Bora pulled off a completely wasted Suyeong while I tried to keep Hueningkai barely standing so he didn't slump down to the floor.

We had barely gotten into the elevator, almost getting Hueningkai's tuxedo stuck through the metal doors. Then Suyeong decided it was karaoke night and started belting out "Nillili Mambo" by Block-B while simultaneously trying to kiss Yeonjun.

If this wasn't chaotic enough already, Hueningkai suddenly started crying about how he misses his home and his Mom's amazing cooking. He heaves himself on Yeonjun, tugging the poor man aggressively.

"Hyung! Please feed me. I can't cook. I want to eat bean sprout stew, I want bibimyeon and bibimbap, and oh—Mandu!! Mandu, mandu mandu mandu, let's make mandu!!! I'll help you, Ahrin will also help! "

With God's grace, the elevator had finally reached, while I had pulled Hueningkai away. The two were still wailing loudly making Bora loose her patience.

"ONE MORE NOISE AND I'll personally shove you both in reservoir full of mud and spiders! And if you survive it, I'll knock your teeth out without anesthesia! "

The silence was pretty loud. Bora glared at the two mumbling and guilty looking men.

"Thank you so much. It was heavily needed. "

Yeonjun said while fixing his mangled coat and vest, which had almost lost quite a lot of it's buttons. I patted down his messed hair.

The cab had arrived. Bora pushed Suyeong into the seat. Then she sat down and waved us bye. We both then walked to Yeonjun's car, made Hueningkai sit but he sprawled taking over the entire back seat so I sat in front. We quietly drove to my apartment.

Yeonjun got out and opened the door for me. We both stood there, not knowing what to say or do. Yeonjun took my hand in his, caressing my knuckles with his thumb.

"Goodnight Ahrin. Sleep well and rest. We'll talk tomorrow. "

I looked at his warm, tired smile and did not think through the next thing I said.

"Can I come meet you tomorrow?"

Yeonjun beamed like a child who was given his favorite candy and cutely nodded.

"Yeah, sure! Should I pick you up? "

"No I'll come by. Text me your address. "