𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌 ┃𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍

must you

hyunjin shudders as he comes upon the curb. despite the light wind blowing past, it was still extremely cold.

"remind me once again as to where you're forcibly dragging me along?" he hides his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

kim seungmin had the sudden desire to visit the small jazz club. a little club wedged in between two run-down buildings.

he had heard from a friend that it was a perfect little secret, an underrated gem.

"somewhere," but before seungmin could finish his sentence, hyunjin had rudely interrupted to make an
opinion of his own.

"utterly atrocious, and i'm freezing cold"

seungmin was also cold but there was no use in complaining, he had little patience for hyunjin's melodrama. he increased his pace
and urges the raven-haired male to do the same.

"shut it, we're here."

a sigh of relief escaped both boys chapped lips once they entered the jazz club, a wave of warmth welcoming them in.

they were immediately attended, their coats now hanging on the rack. nor hyunjin and seungmin ordered alcohol, they had a busy schedule the next day. going to work with a migraine isn't pleasant.

they simply ordered a cup of chamomile tea and waited for the live music to begin, that was what seungmin was most excited for. the room was a fairly decent size, round tables and chairs
were evenly spread, to their front was a small stage.

upon that stage was a piano, a microphone, and a few seats for what seungmin assumed to be where those playing the instruments sat. the room was dim, the only source of light was from the candles in the center of every table.

after about half an hour of the live jazz music, the bartender took the stage and introduced the next act. seungmin was enjoying himself, the place, the food, the music. the walls were decorated with old knick knacks, the record vinyls plastered onto the walls.

he wished hyunjin shared the same appreciation, he had taken a few pictures and gave minimal attention to the music. but at the sound of her name, his ears perked up.

"now let's please give a round of applause for ms. bleu auxier!"

"our own little lady will be singing 'they say it's wonderful by doris day' "

it must be someone else, someone else that coincidentally bared her name. it couldn't be his bleu, it couldn't. he stood there breathless, as she ascended the stage. he wanted to leave yet stay.

she looked beautiful, despite the simplicity of her attire. a simple white blouse, a little black skirt above the knees, and a pair of matching black heels.

her beautiful silver-blue locks were now replaced by a light honey dew. the dim light that shone above her, highlighted every fraction of her face. he felt as if he were stolen of a breath.

he was overwhelmed, with a hint of nostalgia, love, and heartbreak. she sang rather beautifully. hyunjin never knew she could sing, maybe he didn't know much about her in the first place.

she was a beautiful sadness. there was but one light that shone above her, it highlighted the purple flush that speckled underneath her eyelids, they swiped across her irises, her pale moonkissed skin glittered.

but he was sure of his desire, to reach out to her, to hold the sides of her face in hands, to fill in the space by pressing his forehead against hers so that their eyes will say what they're unable to say.

but then again, he can't. oh, how he patiently waited for bleu to look in his direction, to notice him, to look into his raging eyes.

he leaned back in his chair, with his head against the palm of his hand. he wanted her to see how much he missed her, for her to see the painful gnawing at his heart.

seungmin was absolutely flabbergasted, he nudged hyunjin in the ribs in order to get him to peel his eyes off of her.

"do you want to lea-"

"no, not yet."

hyunjin still had many questions, retorts, bottled anger, and she needed to hear every word of it.

it happened just like hyunjin had imagined it to be. her lovely eyes had gone completely wide. the very sight of him reached her soul, a snake-like grip.

there was a small waver in her voice but it was such a minuscule error that it went unnoticed by the audience.

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her white collar blouse was slightly unbuttoned towards the top, revealing a flush of purplish markings along her collarbones that trailed up to her neck.

the very sight of it made hyunjin furious. his hand reached for her chin and lifted up her neck and he observed them in greater
detail.

his sudden touch caused bleu to smack his hand away and cross her arms across her chest.

"what are you doing here?"

"brought yourself a reminder?"

he completely ignored her question, only interested in the answers to his questions.

bleu scowled at him, shaking hed head.

"oh, so is it your turn to play victim?"

"you had your fun, didnt you?
is this your way of getting back
at me?"

at this point bleu was infuriated, it stung like a bitch. she couldn't even look at him in the eyes, the nerve had to say such things kept her eyes anywhere but his.

"i assume you have no recall of his name."

she took in every blow, waiting for her own turn. she nodded along with a smile.

"well you really never were mine, were you?."

she reaches forward and hooks her pointer finger into his silver necklace, forcefully pulling him close to her.

"you're such a hypocrite"

"she marks you, claiming you as hers, her property. she taunts me and you've never realized it"

bleu refers to his hands that are adorned with rings, the silver necklace. her sweet strawberry fragrance that clings onto his soft skin.

"haerin?" he questioned as a soft breath escaped past his lips.

bleu nods in response and her eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips, the distance between them is little to nothing.

she bites down hard on her lips, keeping herself from the familiar vanilla taste of his lips. the jealousy was evident in her eyes, a sight that not only confused hyunjin-but intrigued him.

"you really commit to finding trouble"

"and you really are one blind motherfucker,"

they both step back from one another, as if disgusted with each other's presence.

"now get out of here. i can't stand the sight of you."