night time in the land of swiss is when nightclubs turn themselves into a heartbeat on loudspeaker, inviting their citizens to become one in that heavenly vibe. no more paper work waiting to be pilled up higher and higher, no more clock ticking on the wall that seems to be slowing down whenever closing hour gets near. here people get what they crave - the permission to feel elation, to feel alive again in those beats and crazy lights denied in the coldness of the streets beyond.
namjoon and sooyoung enter the room, already endorsing the good vibes that flow like a virus in their blood. people are dancing, to the music so loud it could make one deaf.
"this place is nice," says the man, "we should thank the taxi's driver for suggesting it."
"not bad," the younger shrugs, lowkey enjoying the atmosphere.
"well," namjoon lowers his torso to narrow their distance. "may i have this dance, miss?"
"this is not a ballroom y'know," sooyoung snorts then locks her arm with his, walking them towards the main stage. "anyways, let's go!"
soon the dance floor is no longer visible, just wall to wall people falling into the edm loop. yet once namjoon and sooyoung hit it, the space magically comes, leaving enough room for all their twists and turns. sooyoung especially, loves to the core of her soul a kickin' beat. now the part of her that is really her has finally come out to play, to feel the vibe of the music while her body goes free. in this crazy fun times where one brilliant moment of togetherness suspended, she relishes every single second of it.
namjoon is definitely not missing the scene, obviously.
"you look beautiful," he holds her hand as they change sides.
"have i not been?" she smirks back.
"i just fell in love with you a little more, so there's extra beauty tonight."
"then tomorrow when i'm not raving anymore, i'll return to my 'regular' scale?"
"no," namjoon fixes the girl's hair, "you'll look more beautiful, because i'll do anything to make you enjoy yourself and life as much as you do right now."
"cheesy," sooyoung snorts, then the next second they are all grins. both look like idiots but none of them cares, because inside they are happy and more alive than they have ever been.
"wait here, i'll grab us some drinks." says namjoon and leaves with sooyoung's consent. her eyes following his figure as he weaves his way like a regular, his smile wider than the golden gates while greeting all those guys and girls. as if everyone knows and loves him, of course everyone does.
he is surprisingly noticeable, sooyoung thought. perhaps due to his height? or his aura? or that annoyingly, ridiculously handsome face of his? how come in this darkness of the club, all she sees is his cunning smile and mischievous eyes? she watches him walk back, slightly jamming like no one was watching but of course they all are. still she knows he refuses to care, because those eyes have long chosen to lay on hers only.
soon she realizes, there is also love in the air all hyped up beside music, ready to give them a good time.
"is that bitch namjoon kim?"
sooyoung's heart skips a beat. she looks around for the owner of that voice to find out it came from a group of adults standing nearby.
"what a scandalous bitch," another man said, his chin jerks towards namjoon's direction. so someone did really mention namjoon, the fashion designer mumbles to herself.
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