~Troubled Soul~ (Jinson//Jackjin)

4. 💜

I keep looking around confused. All this mess is causing me a headache, I need to find a quiet place. I look around and make my way to the bathroom. AWFUL IDEA. I immediately close the door as I see a boy and a girl passionately kissing eachother while she's half naked sitting on the washbowl. EW, gross. Man, I knew this wasn't a good idea.

I get downstairs and try to reach the backyard. Ugh, the situation's not much better but at least I spot a bench in a quiet area. I reach it and I sit down, finally relaxing and I sigh in relief. I cover my face with my hands. How the fuck could I think coming here would have been a good idea?! I can stand a maximum of two people around me and yet I decided to come to such a crowded party, damn. It's all Youngjae and Mark's fault, I feel like crying right now.

Nah, the fault is all mine, as always. I sigh and ease my back on the bench, removing my hands and looking up at the dark night sky. What did I do wrong to deserve this pitiful destiny? Oh, wait, I know what I did wrong... But still... Ugh...

As I close my eyes I suddenly feel some kind of cold fluid falling on my face and my t-shirt. WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?! I try to clean my face up as I look around trying to figure out what could have just happened as I see a platinum blonde guy approaching me.

- OH MY GOD, LOOK I'M SO SORRY! - This guy screams while he tries to help me with some tiny tissue.

- I BET YOU ARE! YOU SON OF A BI- - I scream back at him and he suddenly gives me a terrified look and immediately removes the tissue from my t-shirt. Now everybody's turned around to look at me. Great job, you idiot. I look at him furious and he gulps.

- Hum... I-I'm so... Really sorry, h-honestly, I-I didn't mean to, I was d-distracted... - he whispers and I can feel the fear through his voice. I quickly shake my head and take a deep breath. I've promised myself that I'd behave tonight, although this guy really IS pushing it.

- Yah... Hum.. it's okay, it happens... - I try to smile at him but end up looking even more annoyed. - I should probably get a towel or something... - I look down at my wet t-shirt and then get up and head for the bathroom, hoping that it'll be free.

- Yeah, let me help you. - He follows me.

- Nah, thanks, I got this. - I answer.

- Don't worry, it's the least I can do. - He smiles at me. I fucking said NO. How is this word so hard to understand?! I roll my eyes and go upstairs while he's behind me. I knock at the bathroom door and nobody answers, so I open it and THANKS GOD nobody's there. I enter and take the towel looking at it with an extremely disgusted expression. I DO NOT want to know where this stain comes from, Man, I'm gonna throw up. I put it back.

- Wait. - The boy behind me opens a cabinet and gives me a white clean towel.

- Thanks. - I start cleaning my face and, after taking my shirt off, I try to dry it out with the hairdryer. When I turn around I see the blond guy staring at me. - What? -

- Sorry, uhm... - he looks down at his own feet. - I'm such a clod. - he slightly laughs.

- It's okay... - I answer. I swear, I'm putting so much effort in being kind, if he doesn't stop apologizing I don't think I'll be able to take it anymore.

- Hum... What's your name, by the way? If I may ask... - He slightly smiles at me. Oh, so this is how normal people start conversations... That's great, I should spill drinks on others more often whenever I want to socialize.

- I am Jinyoung. What's yours? - I put my t-shirt back on.

- My name is Jackson - He smiles. - It may not be the same for you but, Uhm, it's nice to meet you. - Yeah, he's right. I don't even see why I should keep this conversation going.