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To say Yuta had a hard time at the party was a minimum. And guess why. Because of Yura.
The boy tried to look out for her and keep her out of things she'd regret the next day. But Yura was a stubborn lightweight and easily slipped away from him throughout the night.
As of right now, Yuta has lost sight of her and was looking around in concern. Soul suddenly appeared by his side "She'll be fine, no one would dare to try anything, especially since it's Niki's party."
"Doesn't ease my worry. Why wouldn't something happen just because it's Niki's party. " Yuta said frowning.
"'cause everyone's scared of Niki." Soul rolled his as as if it was obvious.
"And?" Yuta was irritated by now. Frustrated because his best friend was nowhere to be seen and because he was having a meaningless conversation with someone he usually doesn't associate with.
"And? Niki would kill them if anyone touches her." Soul was chuckling with slight confusion because to him it was obvious and even others knew not to mess with Yura by now.
"He wouldn't. He doesn't even care about her." Yuta shook the other boy off.
Soul just stared at the male in front of him, not believing that he really thought that. He frowned slightly and shook his head "That's the stupidest thing I've heard today, and I spent most of it with Niki."
"Whatever." Yuta didn't want to put up with Soul anymore and left to go find Yura. Maybe she was in her room.
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Yura, surprisingly, was quite calm and sat on the arm of the couch as she watched. Niki with that girl. She shouldn't feel that way. And to flush it all down, Yura had been already drinking her seventh or eighth cup of Tequila.
Niki had noticed her the second she settled down to watch them. He glanced at her from time to time, trying to see a reaction and he was satisfied to see the annoyed look she wore while staring at him with a girl.
He looked at the girl on his lap that he didn't even know the name of and smirked at her as she leaned forward to attach her lips to his neck and leave hungry kisses.
Yura clenched her jaw at the scene, her blood boiling as she rolled her eyes in what she guessed was jealousy. She felt angry at herself for even feeling like that. Her eyes stayed glued to Niki's hands as they roamed the unknown girl's body, reminding her of the way he always handled her body and how she wanted it to be her. It was such a burden to watch them. Yura glared and a sly smirk crossed her features when she thought of just making Niki feel the same way.
Yura stood up and left her empty cup on the coffee table as she joined the group of dancing teenagers.
Niki pulled away from the girl, his eyes finding Yura's previous spot empty and confusion showed on his face suddenly. He pushed the girl on his lap back slightly to get a better view of his surroundings and soon find the girl he was looking for dancing freely among the crowd of teens. His eyes casted all the way from head to toe, taking in every curve and move she presented. Her body swayed, synching with the beat of the music and Niki bit his inner cheek.
