Love Dust

Chapter 9: First Encounter

“Aish…” I heard a male voice.

I lift my head and I promise that I will never ever be drinking again. I’m not just drunk, I’m insanely drunk. Not only is my sight playing games on me but my fantasies as well. Totally, the man in front of me who experienced my ‘memorable’ vomit looks like TOP and even sounds like him.

“I’m sorry. It’s my first time…” I told him and again gave him my second blast not on his shoes but on his chic black leather jacket.

“What the ---“ He irritably said.

“alright, just be sure not to be clumsy. The eyes of everyone are on you.” (Flashback)

He pulls me towards his chest and secures me in his arms. Without my vomit on his jacket and myself being drunk, I can really tell that this moment is a magical one like one of those scenes in Boys Over Flowers. In my position right now, I confirm with the bitter-sour smell of my vomit that I’m acidic. With his arms around me, he walks somewhere. Not too long, the loud sound of music fades…

“Aish… Not at this place…” He told himself as he sees a woman on her 30’s browsing a DSLR and heading towards the female restroom.

He pauses for a while and looks for a place to hide. Unfortunately, he has no other option but to enter a male restroom.

“I thought that I’m done with this kind of mess.”  He told himself and loosened his arms around me.   

 I can’t understand what he’s saying but at the tone of his voice, his totally pissed. From his warm ‘embrace’, I step back and lean on the ‘mirror wall’ behind me. Until now, everything spins and this ‘TOP look alike’ in front of me still looks stunning despite the vomit stains on his leather jacket and shoes.

“That was really close.” He again told himself and stepped to the right.

Although that I’m not in myself due to the influence of alcohol, I can still tell what’s happening around me. My heart starts again to pound hardly by the time that he unzipped his jacket. I place my arms and cross them around my torso…

“Please, don’t. I’m just here to finish my studies and have some fun.” I pleaded.

“You might be look like him but ----“ I continued.

“H--Hey, I’m not pervert.” He calmly replied as he removes his jacket.

Thank God, I can now understand him. Other than his ‘english skills’, With only a fitted gray long sleeve on, you can really tell that his body is lean and just right and greatly catches my attention.  

“And do you know who am I?” He added.

Oh no, he again speaks in Korean. I think the best way to reply is to just thank him first for not doing ‘it’.

“T---Th—Thank you…”

“Thank you?”

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” a familiar voice registers.

Dizzily, I turn my head and see Seung Jun. He walks toward me and grab my shoulder. In his arms, I halfly lose my consciousness.

“You may be be a well known celebrity but please, don’t you know how to respect?” Seung Joon added.

“You talk as if you know everything! You’re girl won’t be in this situation, if you watch over her! Plus, why did you let her drink something that she can’t handle?!”

“Bro, I thought that---“another male voice registers.

“What a right timing, huh? You’re the leader right? Will you watch your member’s actions, if you don’t want your last concert to be the ‘last’?” Seung Joon ended and lifted my right arm and placed it on his opposite shoulder.  

After that fierce conversation, Seung Joon assists me as we both walk out from the male restroom.

In surprise, TOP didn’t say any word, because, that was the first time that he encounter such kind of person who can tell those words not only to him but also to the BigBang’s leader, GD.

“Wow, that man is something!” GD told TOP.

“And we’re--- No, 'you’re' really fortunate that no one is here during that scene.” GD added.

“Let’s just keep this mess within the group.” TOP replied.