Full Moon | DΞΔN

Chapter 1

I made it back at the hotel a little after midnight. Which was weird. I barely had time for Club Eskimo lately. I haven't seen these dicks in weeks and I missed them. They were my escape from reality in the form of humans (crazy ones, but still). I should've gotten pumped and wasted with them like I'd planned to. But I just wasn't feeling it tonight. I managed to get a little bit more than tipsy, though. It's kind of hard not to get drunk when hanging out with Club Eskimo. I am lucky they let me go home this early. Well, actually I just tip toed (or attempted to tip-toe but ended up bumping into several bodies after body on the dance floor) my way out of Cakeshop. Punchnello saw me, though, but I used the "I am your hyung, respect me and let me go home" card. He was bummed about me leaving but insisted on driving me back, to brag about his new car mostly. This kid is such a dope rapper but is the world's biggest baby still.

"You sure you don't want to stay and party some more Hyuk, I mean, hyung?" Youngsin slurred. I was beginning to have second thoughts about letting him drive me back, but I've had a few drinks as well. He had obviously drunk more than I have, but I am not really in the state of mind to worry about that.

"I'm sure. Manager hyung is going to be so pissed at me anyways. I better not push him." I mumbled back.

"Soooo, who is she?" Youngsin pesters me again.

"Who?" I asked but I wasn't really paying attention. My eyes were starting to close now. Maybe I should take a short nap.

"Little miss Short-Skirts and Lacy-Tights." he says in a fucking sing-song voice and my eyes snap open.

Or maybe not. "What?"

Youngsin snickers playfully and looks at me with this filthy look. "Oh, come on, hyung! You don't need to hide your little birdie from us." The fuck. "How come you never told us you had a little playmate at the hotel, huh, hyung?"

My blood fucking boils at 100 mother fucking degrees and I hit his arm not so playfully. "Ow! Sorry, hyung! I was just asking. Jeez."

"Well stop asking. She's not my fucking playmate, you asswipe. And turn right you're going to miss the fucking turn." I am so wide awake now. Seeing how focused he was on the road, I could tell Youngsin was, too. I knew he meant that girl I met at the parking lot earlier. And I knew it was Millic who told him. Fucking Millic. Something about how Youngsin just implied she was my fuck buddy had my temper rising. And I didn't even know that girl. All I knew was that she was a foreigner. It was evident with her big, dark brown eyes, thick brunette hair, thin nose and plump pink lips. Even if she hadn't spoken to me in English, I would've known it. I've toured enough countries to know that she is definitely not Korean. I wasn't even sure she was human. She was probably an angel... Shit, did someone spike my drink or something?

By the time made it back at the underground parking lot of the hotel, my temper had cooled down. I began to feel guilty about snapping at Youngsin earlier, he was a dick, but I was sure he didn't mean any harm.

"Thanks for the ride, Youngsin-ah. Sorry about earlier, you just surprised me a little. And you know I hate it when there're rumors about me. We don't want another stupid scandal, now, do we?"

"Of course not, hyung! I was just teasing you, I didn't mean for you to get pissed off. I'm so sorry, hyung." Youngsin scratches his head, looking apologetic.

I chuckled at him and waved a hand. "S'all good. Nice car, by the way."

"Oh. Thanks, hyung." I opened the car door and stepped out, waving at his car until it was out of sight. I climbed up the fire exit to my floor and my phone buzzes. Last time I checked, it had 18 missed calls. At the 19th call, I decided to just turn my phone off. I'll face my manager tomorrow.. later..