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Chapter 17 // The Reunion

"Kyungsoo! Again, really!?"

The brunet barely heard the blond's outburst, too engrossed by his reflection in the window of a shop on the city street. He brushed his fingers through his dark locks, gelled up in a style that his roommate swore up and down was in. Kyungsoo thought it looked a little ridiculous on him. It showed off too much of his forehead and seemed a bit messy as well.

"You look fine. Really."

Kyungsoo glanced over at Tao, feeling wary and hopeful at the same time. He doubted the taller male was telling the truth, but he secretly wished that he was. Kyungsoo wanted to look stunning when he went to see... him.

Even so, he was glad that he had managed to convince Tao of letting him wear whatever outfit he chose. His jeans were plain and his sweater was a little long for his small figure, but he liked it that way. Speaking to his ex was just that. He didn't want to seduce him all over again, impress him maybe, but that was all. He just wanted closure. He needed it.

"I'm sorry, Tao. It's just hard for me to go through with all of this."

Zitao looked guilty at his words. Kyungsoo didn't really know what the blond's intentions really were either. Was he helping him because he cared or was there some ulterior motive? Either way, he knew he had made their fifteen-minute journey to the club five times longer than necessary.

He was stalling.

"It's okay. I'm actually nervous about this too."

"Why?"

"Well, when I told you I knew where we could find Kai I left out the part about Kris probably being there too."

Kyungsoo didn't know how to respond to that. It didn't really change anything, other than his nearing reunion potentially ending up a spectacle for Zitao and Kris to watch. He supposed his love life was dramatic enough to be at least a little entertaining.

He sighed heavily, head rolling back in defeat. He needed to stop thinking and just get the fucking night over with.

The brunet grabbed Zitao's wrist rougher than he had intended to and pulled him off toward the club. It wasn't entirely necessary since Tao had wanted to go there willingly but now Kyungsoo needed to feel like he was in control.

Interestingly enough, the blond stayed silent for the entirety of their walk to the club.

He stomped through the entrance of the club without fully realizing it. He didn't even know if there had been a bouncer outside or not. As soon as his eyes were met with the sight of a dance floor filled with an endless amount of people, he felt his motivation to keep going falter.

Kyungsoo was never one to go clubbing. He hated the crowds, the bright lights, the overpriced drinks, and everything else that came along with it. Even now, he still hated the scene. He felt a wave of dizziness pass over him and he started to stumble a bit but Tao was there to catch him.

"Hey! Are you alright?"

The worry clouded in his dark orbs had Kyungsoo smiling mindlessly. The only other person that ever looked at him like that had been-

Deep laughter faintly reached his ears. It seemed impossible for him to be able to hear something as simple as laughter, but he wouldn't have been able to miss the familiarity of the sound. Even with the lowness of the voice, the laugh managed to carry a light feeling along with it. It was the kind of laughter that was contagious and he would have joined in had he been happy to hear it.

Kyungsoo tore his gaze away from Tao's in favor of turning his head to the source of the noise.

He was sitting at the bar, his side facing him, and his head pointed in the bartender's direction. His ebony hair was slicked back in a sexy way, but honestly, anything was sexy when it came to him. His gorgeously tan skin seemed to glow in the flashing rays of light, dancing across his figure, and mesmerizing Kyungsoo.