Hwasun One shots

Tipsy

Kim Yongsun is a series regular for blind dates at this restaurant and always get a little too tipsy. She ends up having a better time when she ends up at the wrong table with Ahn Hyejin-food critic.

A subtle throb annoys her temple causing a disgruntled groan once the fluorescent lights hit her eyes. She forgot how much alcohol consumption occurs during stupid blind dates. There is the warm up shot before leaving the apartment, the martini waiting at the bar, and then the shared bottle of wine during dinner. Halfway through the date all the drinks started to overwhelm her bladder. It is not her first time here, but the restaurant's bathroom is perhaps the most memorable experience. Marble covers the ceilings, sinks, even the tiles. Normally the décor induces a bit of salvation but with her drunkenness the brightness overpowers. The bathroom attendant frequently tends with similar behavior from this particular patron too.

" Yongsun. Enjoying your evening?"

Yongsun sports a half drunk half delighted expression upon hearing her name. " Changsub-ah! You're the only man I ever want to surprise me in the bathroom."

A soft blush creeps on the man's face despite his best efforts. "Why thank you, Kim. Another blind date?" He rightly presumes because of Yongsun's drunken stupor. Second dates are a rare occurrence.

"Unfortunately. But he is a sweet guy. And funny."

Yongsundroopily stares into her reflection. She opted for a minimum make up. Today her eyes made a prominent appearance which added some youthful innocence. The alcohol contributed to her pink cheeks and Seul City in the summer takes credit for the dewy look. She can and has looked worse.

"Water?"

"Hmm?" She snaps out of her staring contest with the reflection, noticing Changsub offering a small bottle of water. "Yes. Let me, uh, you know?"

Changsub chuckles, fully understanding. "Yes, Kim. I will step out."

She bounces with excitement then relieves herself with quickness—surprising for someone tipsy. Her and Changsub are always in-sync, by the time she exits the stall, he pops back into the bathroom.
"
Should we talk?" Changsub rests a hand on Yongsun's shoulder.

"No. No. I'm fine. Summertime Yongsunis different from Professor Kim Yongsun. I'm letting loose. Even more." She quickly adds because Changsub did see her drunk cry. Once her hands are well washed and moisturized, Yongsun relaxes enough to finish the rest of her date. The throbbing subsides a bit, though the room is spinning.
Food fully occupies Yongsun's thoughts and actions heading towards her table. She takes one turn too soon, sliding into the fourth booth. Between the same clothing booths and Yongsun's inebriation, the woman is unaware of her mistaken placement.

"Oh great! The food came. I'm starving." Yongsun inhales the numerous aromas floating over the table. Her stomach rumbles loudly then eyes fall on a plate of mashed potatoes. "I don't remember ordering mashed potatoes. But mind if I try?"

"Be my guest. There's enough food for five people." A voice that is most certainly not male responds smoothly.

Yongsun, dedicated to tasting the dish, processes the female voice moments before her fork touches the plate. "Wait." She painstakingly trails her eyes upwards; the blush traveling further up her neck. Somehow her date swapped gender. She is perhaps the most beautiful woman Yongsun's ever laid eyes on. Her brunette hair drapes against the nape of her neck, accentuating her prominent facial features. The mysterious woman's makeup precisely done produces a hint of jealousy for Yongsun. And her dress. This dress. With the light hitting the fabric she assumes its velvet and the deep cut cleavage leaves her mouth salivating.