Intoxicating [VMinkook]

Forty Eight

Apocalypse- Cigarettes After Sex

Having a little get together at an abandoned clock factory building isn't exactly an ideal place for a get together, but it's been a tradition for Minho, Lucas, Johnny and Woosung to come here every Halloween and just spend a good time together.

They get all dressed up, bring alcohol and sit down at the rooftop, looking at the stars with a bonfire with smokes of weed escaping their lips.

Now there's a larger group, being able to share this same place that's on the outskirts of Seoul, with people who will enter their little family and won't be so lonely anymore.

Tonight it will be the place we're more laughter will be shared and a rekindle of a friendship.

Well, that's the goal at least.

Woosung sits on a dusty table, dressed in a red suit without an inside shirt, showing his fake mural of tattoos. Face similar make up as a joker with black now green hair brushed and gelled back.

Anyone setting their eyes on this man would instantly grow a certain temptation. The pose he holds with a leg up on the table, arm rested on his knee with the other leg dangling to the floor, just giving this odd vibe of intimidation to anyone who sees him.

Jeongguk feels that intimidation to even stare at him, especially when his contact neon green eyes snaps towards him. A shiver ran down his spine, instantly averting his gaze away to look at Ten instead.

The other looks unamused, maybe even bored with arms crossed while leaning to another table that's filled with abandoned clock pieces.

It's surprising really how much Ten is keeping his composure, let alone seemed the least dazed by being in the same place as the two people who makes him feel things that he has never felt before.

He knows when to be emotional and when to be logical.

"I'm here," Ten states sourly, the elegant clown make up making him appear even more creepier with his deathly serious face, "What do you want?"

Woosung eyes stares at him, and Jeongguk can feel a small tension start to crinkle up because of it. Clearly Woosung was not expecting him to be here, but Ten is right.

This happened between the three of them, the three must talk about it together.

So Woosung sighs heavily and sits up properly on the table. He clears his throat, glancing at Jeongguk before looking back to Ten.

"I was a dick. I disregarded your feelings for me and what happened that night as well, when it was your first time doing anything like that," He says gently, glancing between him and Jeongguk, "I should've handled the situation afterwards better, I'm sorry. With that being said, I want to hear from your perspective."

Ten shifts in his feet, his gaze still dark and clearly not too easily fooled. The gears are evidently turning in his head until before he grimaces.

"Listen, I'm not mad about anything that happened. As we all have repeatedly said, we were not well and we fucked up," He says evenly firm, "I just don't like the fact that you decided to do every fuck boy move and just drop us. Not even a friendship, just drop us as if it didn't happen. That hurt, at least for me it did."

Despite the weak confession, Ten's tone is still serious and strong. That's something that Jeongguk admires really; how his best friend always manages to hold onto his integrity no matter the situation.

He may be childish with his commentaries here and there, but he's very mature.

He's not taken as an idiot so easily.