what is love | junmyeon

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For the third time, he found himself seated on a black leather sofa, owned by the club.

He tightly held the beer bottle that was in his hand, his heart pounding right out of his chest like it was just the first time.

He unconsciously crouched once she walked out on stage, her floral bikini and heavy make up earning her whistles and catcalls.

Once again, his feet took him straight to the door and she finally saw his stiff figure quickly shift across the room.