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44: Counting On It

Let It Go - The Neighbourhood

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He stares at him.

He stares at the way his peachy hair practically glows under the melancholy red piecing lights of the club. He stares at the way he moved through the crowd of sweaty bodies, settling down at the bar as he orders a drink.

There's nothing left to do but just stare. He doesn't know him to talk to him, more so personally besides the times he nearly had a fight with him.

He just knows his name.

Taehyung.

And the fact that he's with his Bambi.

The beautiful man has some new accessories on his face, a busted lips and perhaps a bruise on his eye, clearly from a fresh beating. Still he manages to look breathtaking, but bored as he waits by the bar with eyes moving around the swarm of dancing people with no life in them.

Woosung expected to see a familiar ravenette making his presence soon enough but he never did. It didn't take a genius to put together that Taehyung is in this club alone.

Maybe he just came to drink, probably to get laid if he's not a loyal fuck buddy to one person. It wasn't exactly planned that they just so happen to be at the same place again, so seeing him here took Woosung slightly by surprise.

After all, they are in Busan.

Then Woosung sees someone emerging from the crowd, sitting beside Taehyung with their back towards Woosung's eye sight, so Woosung's unable to see their face.

Well, her face.

He continues to stare, watching as Taehyung talks to this woman indifferently. He would like to refer to her as a women despite the fact those square shoulders and slight muscular arms says other wise. Let's just say she was once a male, now she's a respectable looking female. The times she would glance at Taehyung to show her side profile, Woosung took a small glimpse to how breathlessly beautiful she really is.

Just like Taehyung.

Two stunning human beings.

Hm.... What an odd location to meet a parent....

Woosung slowly takes a drink of his beer, narrowing his eyes when Taehyung appeared to have grown slightly more.... Hostile throughout the conversation.

One could tell by his rough hand movements and his piecing glaring eyes, ready to tear the women to pieces and not in a good way.

However he didn't do anything, of course he wouldn't, the woman's stare was piercing enough to keep him in place like a fierce leech.

Especially when she placed a hand in his wrist-

Suddenly arms wraps themselves around Woosung's shoulder blades, catching him completely off guard, followed by a hiccuping groan that Woosung recognizes too well. He perks a smile and turns around to face his beautiful girlfriend, who's staring at him with a lopsided smile.

Yeah, she's wasted.

"What are we looking at?"

He places his hands respectively on her hips with his sparkling eyes to her face, "Someone who isn't as adorable as you," He snickers playfully, making her grin shyly with eyes to the ground now.

Yeah, she's a little too gone.

"You're so sweet," She slurs, still high on the adrenaline from the alcohol in her system, "Babe I don't feel so good, the room is spinning."