party sex 🍸 ° i.jb

f o u r t e e n

jaebums pov

he didn't like him at all. didn't like the way he and his girlfriend conversed so easily. didn't like the way how he was everything he tried to be as a person.

gripping the steering wheel, jaebum was driving his way to the local bar, his mind occupied with his thoughts. when he arrived, he parked in his usual spot under the tree, and made his way into the bar.

the girls who worked there loved him, and always let him in, even though he was technically underaged. jaebum had always been the partying type of person, and the one who could hold his liquor.

the people at the bar, who were regulars like him, weren't surprised at all as the 18 (almost 19) year old ordered a big bottle of vodka, and proceeded to chug the whole thing down. it was still potentially early, only 6 pm, so the bar was rather quiet.

lost in his thoughts, jaebum stayed at the bar until the sun rose the next day.

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your pov

"so what do you think of youngjae?" you asked your best friend. the two of you were currently window shopping at the mall, to broke to afford anything. irene merely shrugged.

"he's cool, i guess. i like his, uh, hair?"

you laughed and shook your head.

"c'mon, gurl! i know there's something in your mind about him," you said, emphasizing the some. irene cracked a smile.

"now that wouldn't be fair to jinyoung, right?" then, all of a sudden, she frowned. "hey, y/n, doesn't the name choi youngjae sound so familiar, though? i feel like i've heard of it before from you or something."

you looked over at her, trying to think. nothing rang a bell in your head. but you had a faint recall of the name. "i don't know, irene. maybe i'm just old. cant remember things as well, you know?" you and her cracked up.

suddenly, she dashed to a store window. it was displaying a very sexy, low cut red formal dress, with a slit on the right leg. it was so irene's type of dress.

she placed her hands on the window, admiring the dress. it had a light shimmer to it, the spotlights in the window emphasizing it. you could practically see the hearts in irene's eyes.

"bitch, that dress is gonna be mine one day. i swear to god. when's the annual school dance again?" irene asked, now entering the store. you followed her, thinking.

"i dunno, like 4 months?" you said, looking around in the store. lots of dresses surrounded you, each one a different pattern and color. irene immediately bolted to the left, where racks of formal dresses were being displayed. she found her red one, and immediately began sifting through the racks, trying to find her size.

"bro, the dance is 4 months away. i doubt you'll keep your figure based on the way i've seen you eat at home." you tsked, glancing around. a dress in the far corner caught your eye.

it was a silver strapless dress, with a shimmery silver waistline, and a large slit on the left side. the dummy wearing it emphasized the length of the slit. it was shimmery and looked ethereal. you walked to it, holding the fabric between your hands.

"irene, i think i found my dream dress," you breathed, still in awe of the dress. irene glanced over, and her eyes widened as well.

"one day, when we have the chance, we're gonna buy these. jinyoung and jaebum are gonna drool," she said, emphasizing the drool. you laughed.