My Maid [SuLay]

part eight

Suhos P.O.V

  Unfortunately, my parents had to invite all of us, all! That's eleven too many to create a chaos! One of the times that we were invited, Sehun had started 'roasting' the guests children when one of them commented about his rainbow hair (it was a phase to explore and be more bold). Chanyeol scared many with obnoxious Krumping dance he learned and wanted to empress others by doing so in the middle of the giant living room. Baekhyun and Chen were hitting on too many ladies, some married, one of them had drink thrown at and the other was slapped, she was stronger then she looked with a child in tow.

  It was a nightmare before my eyes, I remember my dad's horrified expression while mom looked impressed and throughly entertained.

  I decided to take this time to just ignore my idiots and maybe get to know the Yixing. Oh yeah, I invited him as a 'friend'. My parents might've took him away and put him to work at the kitchen if I introduced him as our maid, it had happened before.

  We had arrived 40 minutes ago but my worrisome face already showed up. I hesitated before asking,"Where is Lu-Luhan?" Yixing and Chen scanned their eyes over other guests, hoping to find a brown headed boy.

  Luhan has been acting manly, he tried to convince us, and all flirtatious after revealing a song he had been working on. Sehun was thoroughly enjoying it but I think we shouldn't have been included in the mass listening party. Claiming it was a masterpiece and belonged in his collection, or may I say mixtape. His true feelings were in 4 minute long song that was only possible from the help of two other Chinese boys, Tao and Kris, to help him compose. It wasn't for the public but just a fun thing between us. Although he kept deciding on whether the world needed to hear a new bop. Although only Chen and Yixing have been mumbling the song while cleaning.

"I haven't caught a glimpse since he dragged Sehun with him earlier-", then Chen caught his words, realization hit him and he gasped, "I'll try to find them! We can't be exchanging BJs at this place! Kids are scattered everywhere!!!" He dashed away into the hallways leading to many other rooms, pulling at his hair.

I was distracted when I heard a deep and soft voice that only belonged to a small bean we call Kyungsoo. I noticed that he was performing a song that he worked on for a school project long ago but came to like a lot. His musical teacher personally asked him to compose a ballad song that expressed the emotions about someone struggling to express their emotions for their crush/lover. Mr. Choi had stayed that even if you hadn't experienced such emotion before, try to imagine how much love you want to give that person. Kyungsoo flying solo since popping out of the womb did unexplainably well at the lyric composition that almost had everyone baffled that maybe the boy did have someone in mind.

  I swayed side to side, moving to the instrumental. Having my eyes trained on the boy, I bee lined his gaze towards Jongin smiling back, giving him thumbs up for reassurence and making a big heart with his arms above his head. Kyungsoo cheekily smiled, closing his eyes for the music to blend in with his vocals.

  The two have something going on that I haven't figured yet. I don't want to mistake their close relationship as something more than just friends because it sure is a beautiful thing. How they feed each other before themselves, always worrying about the others health, just wanting the others wellbeing before their own.

My thoughts were interrupted when the audience clapped and girls swooning, thinking that the song was for them, girls and boys, and squealed over the short, angelic boy.

  Our passion for music and theatre is what tied eleven of us. We were all different years but since we shared an elective that was open for all years, we soon started to collaborate from assignments to projects to personal recordings. A lot of us also enjoy work in musical theatre and dream of being actors.

Someone had tugged my shoulder, turning to find our tired maid, who thankfully didn't wear any 'custume' to this event. "I'm bored," Yixing starred,"Wanna go for a walk?" I suggested which was returned with a nod.

We walked through the hotels halls and discovering new places like a luxurious big pool with a dancing floor in the front. Beside the pool was another area separated with smaller pool, which we soon discovered was a jacuzzi. It was total darkness which would cause anyone to trip if it weren't for the rotating disco ball and dim lights implanted into the floor. A small bar could also be seen at the very end of the room.

Yixing grabbed my arm and smirked before dragging me in to the imitation club. My thoughts were flooded with dirty scenes which I kept shaking my head physically too. What if he does the do and I'm too awkward to respond back.

  "Let's have a drink", Yixing spoke up, sliding me on shot. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't even notice the other boy ordering or that I sat down on the high ass chairs.

  "Love shot." Yixing turned towards me with his extending arm, I only turned my head to the side I'm confused until he loved his arm with mine, finally realizing what the boy meant. Forming an 'o' with my lips cause I never knew that the action was called Love Shot. Both of us downed the shot at the same time.

  I don't know what it was but the action gave me energy and I bravely asked the server for another. Yixing quirked his eyebrow and also raised his finger.

  Even though my alcohol tolerance is nonexistent and the first sip got me buzzed, I decided to hold onto the one strand of reality left before getting wasted by the third shot. In my drunken state, friends have gladly reported that I act very (a bit more flirty) mature and that I can tell somewhat funny jokes.

I was holding onto Yixing neck when we reached a dimly lit room. Baldachin inspired curtains draped above the burgundy silk sheeted bed. I couldn't personally say what place this could possibly be at a hotel, maybe we accidentally stepped into a honeymoon bedroom cause I saw rose petals trailing from the bed to a balcony and lit up candles sitting in the indents on the walls and floor.

  I squeaked when Yixing pushed my chest and crawled over me. His breath ghosted over my neck and cheeks. I am not diagnosed with asthma but I might need an inhaler right now. The audacity of this boy to be so confident while my heart was beating out of my chest. I already took more shots than I could remember so things weren't going to be good(it was just 3). What I wasn't conscious of was my hand creeping up the cup Yixing face. Our faces only about 15 inches away(I know my measurements). He smirked which sent shivers down my spine, asking the silent challenge to continue the intense eye contact. He shrugged which left me there with more questions. "Lately I have been having these thoughts about you and I mean... yeah it's only been like a week or so but you know, emotions are emotions and feelings are feelings..." He paused but started to decrease the inches between us instead. 15... 14- NO 10?! What! He moved that gap way too quick for me to process this but he kept going. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5. Oh lord, hope you can help me out this once. Hearing my heart beat in my ears was scary because the rhythm was skewed, sis was off the tracks. 4, 3, 2, I felt his warm breath on my lips. He brought his face near my ear and whispered,"Do I like you?" (*coughs* let's say Yixing watched the Heirs, but I wanted to say that because it legit sounds like Lay would say something that)

  Me heart stopped beating as I closed my eyes.

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Is he going to kiss him or not? Or he passes out or he starts break dancing or he gives him a butterfly kiss... ;-;