Coming into Wonderland is like a dream come true because they say you can find anything you desire as long as you are willing to pay the right price.
And boy, you were willing to pay.
You stick out slightly; your flannel shirt ties around your waist, dark hair tied in a ponytail with your work boots stomping across the floor – where everyone was dressed head to toe in the latest fashion. You definitely garner some stares from every angle of the room but there is one who makes you groan internally.
Kim Jongdae.
Your most annoying customer and there is never anything you can threaten that will deter this asshole and you hoped that he wouldn't be in such a notorious place but no, Jongdae and his friend sit in the V.I.P section with a sly smile on his face.
There are many things you don't want to deal with tonight, questions and Jongdae but luck is never on your side when it comes to men.
"Hey, Y/N." He slides into your space with a grin and you ignore him, taking a sip of the beer that's just been handed to you by the tall bartender. "What brings you here tonight?" You don't even need to see his eyes to know how they roam your body.
"Stop looking at me like that, weirdo." You growl with lips pressed to the glass, your tone does nothing but amuse Jongdae but of course, he's a vicious gangster and some street mechanic won't stop him from getting what he wants.
"You could always walk away and give me a better view." Wriggling his eyebrows, Jongdae bites his lip; awaiting your reaction.
"Can you just go find some desperate bitch to fuck and leave me the hell alone?" Most woman would never dear speak to him, many too eager to give him what he wants and the rest too afraid but you – you pose a lovely challenge.
"Come now," Jongdae invades your personal space completely, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and whispering in your ear, "why do you need to be so hostile, Y/N?" You wedge an elbow between the two of you and push you away.
"First of all," you turn to look him in his smug face, "well, you're a prick and secondly, I have no interest in being another notch on your belt, Jongdae." Finishing your beer, you head off to find the owner; leaving him stunned in his spot. "Hey Jongdae," you call over the music when a few feet away from him; when his eyes meet yours, you give him a wink.
"Get you friend Baekhyun to call me sometime." With a wave of your hand and a smile, you leave him to his night.
Until next time because Kim Jongdae won't quit until he has you.
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You groan when you see Jongdae approach you; he's like a bad smell you can't get rid of. He doesn't understand the concept of you not being interested and yet, he still comes to talk to you when you sit down at the bar. Throwing back the remainder of your glass, you stand up, ready to leave before he says a word.
"Where are you going?" He seems genuinely surprised at you leaving.
You shrug, looking around the room as if you are looking for somewhere to sit. "Anywhere but the bar."
"Why?"
"I have reasons. You wouldn't get it." You go to leave but he's quick to stop you. You look down, appalled that he's grabbed your wrist to stop you from moving away from him. "Let go, Jongdae."
He looks frustrated, eyes darkening slightly, "you really need to stop doing this, it's messing with my head." You can see, out the corner of your eye, that Baekhyun is beginning to make his way towards you.
You struggle a little more, not wanting to get in between these two men, "I don't know what you are talking about! What should I stop?!"
"Stop making your own rules!" He snaps back, the joking Jongdae you've dealt with in the past disappearing behind dark eyes and a tightening grip. "You can't be buddy and friendly with me for months and then act like I disgust you." You whimper at the pain that begins to ebb from where he's holding you, "I've never did anything to make you treat me like that."
You bite back the tears, Baekhyun's presence beside his friend doing nothing to ease your pain and you can't hear what Baekhyun is whispering over the loud club music. Suddenly, Jongdae lets go and gives you a sad smile, "sorry," you look at Baekhyun with anger and fear, "he thought you were someone else." Without another word, they take their leave.
Of course he did, you sniff as you think about the person he mistook you for, of course he mistook you for her.
Your twin sister.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...