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no one focus


❝The best relationships are often when
people are not the same, yet complimentary, 
each bringing qualities that help the other.❞


"Speak of the devil himself." the red head sighed. 

"It's nice to see you too, hyung."

A hazel brown male dressed in all black, from toes to torso spoke. 


The man almost looked as if he belonged here, but not quite. His hair was slicked back like some wannabe pre-James Bond. His eyes, true sapphire, but something about them was just beach-ish looking. Like inside that persona held a sheepish little boy running around near the sea. Kicking his legs high at the damp sand, his toes filled with the granular material and face reflecting off the moonlight sky radiating off the sea, shinning as bright as ever.


"Look hyung, I need you right now.." 

Then there was the sparkling device wrapped around his wrist, like if he hadn't meant for it to be seen. His black cuff hovering over the metal device.

"Seokjin I--"


OOF

Suddenly, some blueberry hair guy bumps into the hazel brown. A flute shaped glass of half filled red wine splashes onto the hazel's jacket.


"Shit!.." Quickly whipping off his jacket to wipe the stain before it sets, he glares at the blue haired male.

"Fucking hell man."

Cursing at the drunkard, he swiftly takes a wine glass fill of white wine from one of the serving persons, pouring on some and rubbing it when he suddenly froze mid-stroke-- Putting it back on before he'd finished the job. 

Afterwards, mumbling a few words to himself, he resumes his conversation with the hot-headed red head.

"Anyways, we have some business to handle- luckily you're here.. Less work for my men I guess."

"Wait.. what?" 

Eyes lingering low, the hazel watches Seokjin and the stranger that stood near him. Watching close of the two bedazzled men, he scrunches his nose in disgust at the red head.

"What?!" Seokjin brusquely demanded. 

"Who dis?" Flicking at his tongue, the hazel asked.

"My date."

"You're dating? Since when?"


Seokjin drunkenly walks up to him, stopping a couple inches far off, he slowly ran a finger up and down the hazel man's chest. A lazy smile plastered on his puffed out cheeks, he softly chuckles to himself.


"I don't know- What's it to you? You jelly~" he slurred.

"Is he drunk?"

"They're both drunk, probably stoned too." Jungkook said, eyes scanning over the two daze eyed sloped-back body males.


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