Drabble Collection #2

Kim Jongin || EXO, SuperM || Model!AU

Everyone knew who he was, there was a huge kerfuffle when he entered the club but Jongin didn't pay any attention to any of the women trying so desperately to be the one he was with tonight because his eyes landed on you the moment he entered. You were sitting alone, your beauty unnoticed by those around you and he was secretly glad - you're an upcoming star still hidden from the tarnishes that come with this life and he wishes it stayed like that; he knows that when the magazine is released, the one where you and Jongin are tangled up in bed, capturing the essence of a newlywed couple celebrating their honeymoon on the beautiful island of Rarotonga, you won't remain so hidden for long.

Your eyes light up when you see him, drink abandoned on the bar as you walk over to throw your arms around him and pull him in for a kiss. Jongin writes your carefree behaviour down to the alcohol he can taste on your tongue because you were so shy and secretive about the happenings while away that he almost thought you had completely erased them from your mind - but this definitely shows him that it's still very real for you, too.

"Jonginnie," you giggle at the way his name sounds, how cute and sweet it sounds despite knowing that he can be the total opposite when he wants to be. "You came!" You shout, though it remains quieter than the blasting music around you.

"I told you that any time you needed me, I'd be there," he places his hands on your hips, feeling them swaying softly to the latino beat beginning to play.

You smile brightly, unencumbered by the weight of your fame as you let the alcohol heat your body and enjoy the way Jongin holds you in his arms. He smells delicious tonight, this isn't new but you can tell that he's using a new cologne and you strangely find it arousing. His manly musk still clear as you bury your nose into his neck, lips mouthing at the spot that sends shivers down his spine, but there's a hint of sweetness to him that drives you crazy. "Dance with me," you pull away and pull him out of the thoughts he was having.

You drag him towards the dance floor, letting the crowd swallow you whole as the music takes you higher and you forget everything in this world but the man dancing with you - of course, Jongin would know how to move his body. "Is this what you wanted?" He spins you around, holding your hips and grinding against you. You rest your head back against his shoulder, nodding slightly and causing him to laugh, "after the shoot, I thought you didn't want to talk to me again."

"That's the problem," you know you're slurring and should think more carefully about the words you say but the way his body moves with yours seems to hypnotise you and cause you to lose your mind. "I wanted more of you after we returned. Once that bubble was popped and we were back in Seoul, I found myself wanting you more and more."

"So, you got drunk and invited me to dance to get what you wanted?"

You nod, turning to face him and the blush that tickles your cheeks pink are thankfully hidden in the dim lighting of the club, "and you gave me what I wanted."

"Always," he dips his head low, brushing his lips against yours and sucking you into your own little bubble - something he always manages to do when you're with him. "I'll always give you what you want."