One-Shots | Dahmo

Nine To Two (2)

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The night before at the party . . .

Jihyo stood up at the table we all sat at, raising an empty glass.

"We did it, girls!"

A loud cheer from all nine of us.

"Today we have officially been Twice for two years!"

Another cheer.

"So," she said, pulling a bottle of wine out from under the table, "I propose a toast!"

We all threw our glasses in the air.

A loud pop followed, and the wine was opened.

Jihyo started pouring a glass for everyone.

"And our maknaes can drink now!" cheered Sana.

Tzuyu and Chae laughed, clinking their glasses together.

Jihyo put down the bottle and picked up her glass.

"A toast, to us. To the journey we've taken to get here. To every Once who has been here for us. And to all of you and all the hard work you put in. To Twice!"

"TO TWICE!"

And we drank. And over all the laugher, I heard yours. It was pure and soft. I smiled at you, but you didn't see.

Mina stood up after downing her first glass of wine to pour her second. She put her glass to the sky. "Let's dance, bitches!"

"Language!" Jihyo yelled.

We all laughed, drinking more heavily to match Mina.

Nayeon and Jeongyeon were the first two out in the living room where we had a makeshift dance floor set up.

And the rest of the night went way faster than I expected.

Before I knew it, as a whole, we were five bottles in.

I was one bottle in.

And so where you.

We were all dancing.

But suddenly, no one else was.

I looked over to see you, dancing all alone.

Your movements were free and unhinged. It seemed that your true self was finally coming out. You were nothing like the girl I knew. But at the same time, you seemed more you than you had ever been.

And in an instant, all that I knew was you.

The blaring music stopped.

The colorful lights turned off.

Everything was gone, except for you.

And you made me sober in an instant.

"Momo," I called.

You heard. Past the blaring music that we couldn't hear.

You saw. Past the bright lights we couldn't see.

You knew. Past the wall of my mind that you broke through. And I knew. Past yours.

You walked up to me.

You were suddenly sober too.

"Dahyun," you whispered.

I knew what I wanted in that moment.

I also knew it was wrong. I knew I was drunk. I knew you were drunk.

But I realized in that moment that this was all I've wanted ever since we met all those years ago.

So I grabbed your hand.

I ran down the hallway that neither of us could see.

I closed the door behind us to block out the music that neither of us could hear.

And suddenly.

Everything came back.

I could see the dim lights of your bedroom.

I could hear the faint music.

I could feel the wall against my back.

And most of all, I could feel your hands in my hair, and your soft lips on mine.

And that's all I cared about in that moment.

Until the next kiss followed.

And the next.

And the next.

Until all I could think about and all I could remember were your lips on mine.