The Blood War

6: Hold me close, cherry boy

⌞ Blow - Jackson Wang ⌝

He caught my eye immediately. He wasn’t anything special, no, but I felt attracted to him. Like we are somehow connected. He emitted an empowering aura but despite that, he was giggling together with another man, one of his gang members I’d assume.


He had his hair dyed a peach pink, slightly orange. It wasn’t short but it wasn’t long either. It was perfect. His eyes were sparkling with happiness, his soft-looking lips curved into a smile. Small laughs sometimes fell from them.

He had broad shoulders with big muscly arms. He wasn’t too tall but he wasn’t too short either. He wore a tight black shirt with black leather pants that hugged his body so well, it was insane. He had tinted glasses and black leather gloves on. His shoes were a little heeled, making him even taller. On his chest, he had leather straps, accentuating his chest muscles.


When he saw me and Sua, as I learned, he stopped giggling. He put his glasses on top of his head and I thought I saw his eyes shine with excitement and anticipation.

As the afternoon progressed, I could feel his eyes drilling holes in the back of my head. Did he get the same feeling I did when he saw me?


As the sun set, the party kept getting crazier and crazier. The host, Jackson, was super drunk and he was dancing like a maniac. The music got louder and louder, and the songs more and more obscene.

Then, the unexpected happened. The man from earlier came to me and said:

“Dance with me?”

We went on the dance floor. His head was right next to my ear.

“What’s your name?” he whispered

“I’m Seungcheol,” he told me, his voice getting deeper.

“I’m Y/N,” I told him excited.

We danced and danced and then, when we got tired, we kept talking. Sadly, that wasn’t enough. The night still ended and we had to say our goodbyes.

After everyone left, Yunho was waiting for me to take me to my room.

“How was the party?” he asked me.

“Did you have fun?”

“Y-yes it w-was am-amazing!”

“I’m glad.”

When we got to my room, he placed a hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer to him.

“Good night. Sleep well,” he said kissing the top of my head. Then, he turned hurriedly around and walked away.

I was left standing next to the door to my room, blushing.

What. Just. Happened.