The pulsating beats of the club music throbbed through the walls, reverberating in the bones of everyone within. Neon lights flickered in sync with the bass, casting wild shadows over the crowded dance floor. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and an unmistakable charge of energy that made every movement feel electric.
In the center of the chaos was Fourth, his body swaying to the rhythm, laughter bubbling from his lips as he moved with reckless abandon. His friends surrounded him, creating a small circle that seemed immune to the outside world. Among them was Satang, the closest to Fourth, his laughter blending with Fourth's as they danced together, lost in the music, drunk on the night, their inhibitions long forgotten.
Then, amidst the haze of lights and sound, the entrance doors swung open, and Gemini walked in. His sharp eyes immediately found Fourth, radiant and carefree under the strobe lights. A slight smile tugged at Gemini’s lips as he watched his boyfriend, his heart pounding with an intensity that rivaled the music.
Ford, another of Fourth's friends, noticed Gemini approaching. “Gemini!” he called out with a grin, raising his hand in greeting. The others turned, but Fourth, caught in his own world, didn't notice at first. Satang, closest to Fourth, nudged him slightly, but Fourth was too absorbed in the moment to respond.
As Gemini drew closer, cutting through the group, Fourth finally saw him. His eyes lit up with recognition, and a wild grin spread across his face. Without a word, he pushed his way through his friends, unknowingly shoving Satang aside in his haste. The moment he reached Gemini, Fourth’s hands found Gemini's waist, pulling him close.
Gemini responded immediately, his hands sliding around Fourth’s hips, their bodies molding together as if they were made for each other. The heat between them was palpable, their connection undeniable. The music pounded around them, but all Fourth could focus on was the feeling of Gemini’s body against his, the familiar scent, the warmth, the raw desire that coursed through his veins.
Gemini leaned in, his breath hot against Fourth’s ear. “Missed me?” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.
Fourth didn’t answer with words. Instead, he pressed closer, his hands moving up Gemini’s back, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. They moved together, the world fading into oblivion as they claimed each other in that heated, electric moment, the club melting away until it was just the two of them, lost in the music and the undeniable pull of each other’s bodies.
