crossdress → kookmin

III

"Oh uhm, you look really familiar... what's your name?" I finally asked.

"Oh Im Jung-Hyun..."

"...Jeon Jung-Hyun"

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Jimin's pov

"Jeon?" I asked to make sure i heard right, getting near the other with the ear, so that I could hear better.

"Uhm yeah, why?" He smiled.

"No, i just... I actually don't know, but i already saw you somewhere and i can't recall where" I laughed, blushing a bit.

"You must be mistaken, i would remember such a pretty face" he smirked, while i blushed even more, avoiding his gaze, his smile was like heaven and I couldn't help but to smile aswell.

"Smooth, real smooth" i raised my eyebrows, while trying to be sassy, since he used the most clichè respond.

"Now now, player, im sorry to break it to you, but i have a dick" i said.
He must have mistook me for a girl, and that also must be the reason he approached me in the first place, most of the people who come to talk to me actually think the same and when I tell them the truth they all run away at maximum speed, but whatever.
In the meantime the people who heard it opened their mouths in surprise, just like their eyes that were so wide that they could have fallen out.

"Mh? Yeah, i know? What about it?" He simply asked, getting the attention of the others, even more shocked now.

"Are you serious? Are you gay?" I asked, shocked as well.

"Well no, im actually bisexual" he said.

"Oh, well i don't feel like being in a relationship right now and i don't like one nights or anything like that" i lied, it's not like i didn't like him, quite the opposite actually: i knew that if i did it with him once, i would never see him again and to be honest i wanted to know more about this mysterious player, not necessarily in a romantic way, I was just curious about this individual.

"Do i have to fuck a person just to know them?" He asked, looking a bit... disappointed?

"No! That's not what i meant... y'know it's just that i've been in that kind of situation so many times that I automatically respond like that" i said, scratching the back of my neck, embarrassed.

He was about to say something, but got cut off by his phone vibrating,
He excused himself and got away from the noise to answer the call.
I just waited while looking down at the drink, that I didn't touch until now.

He returned running after a couple of minutes, leaning on his knees when he arrived in front of me, trying to get as much air as he could, even though the atmosphere was filled by smoke.