miss perfect | suna x oc

party - part five

{first person - chou}

"c'mere there's something i want to show you anyway." suna said pulling me out of the room.

"where are we going?" i said, his hand holding mine pulling me behind him.

"hush and just come on." he said, pulling me in front of him and guiding me again by my shoulders. however, this time he was pressed against me instead of leaving a little space as he did earlier. 'suna is being so touchy right now.' i thought as we came out to where the main party was happening. i hadn't realized it before sitting in the dimly lit room and not walking around. but i was high as hell and drunk. my head started to spin as we approached the crowd. the flashing lights and loud music made it hard to focus on walking. i started walking wobbly and suna spun me around to look at him and got face level with me.

"you okay?" he said as he titled my head back so the lights would hit my face and he could see.

"hmm." is all i said back. i wasn't blackout but the lights, crowd, and music were making me dizzy.

suna continued to look at my face, he brought his hand up to my cheek and pulled it. making my eye open wider so he could see how irritated they were from the smoke.

"ow." i said and removed his hand from my face. "quit it." i said.

"heh, such a lightweight." he said turning me back around but this time walking away from the crowd.

"where?" i asked.

"outside, you look like you need some air." he said as he lead me toward a staircase that lead up.

"this doesn't look like outside." i said walking up the stairs with him.

"there's a balcony up here, i don't want to go in the front yard and deal with more drunk idiots like you." he said smiling at me.

"mean." i said with a pouty face, i was always pouty and annoying when i was under the influence.

"nah, i'm just playing. i also want to smoke again but outside. we hotboxed that room, i could barely breathe." he said as we reached the top of the stairs. we then walked down a hallway and into a bedroom. suna made sure no one was in there before we went in and walked across the room. he opened two glass doors that led to the balcony he'd mentioned earlier.

"ah shit." i said as i stepped out stung by the cold and amazed by the view. i walked closer to the railing and leaned on it. the neighborhood we were in was elevated and you could see a portion of tokyo from the balcony. i saw the lights from the city and just sighed, it was probably the best view i'd ever seen. i looked over to suna who was now sitting on the only chair that was out on the balcony. he was looking back at me, a small smile on his face and squinted eyes. i propped my elbow on the railing and rested my chin in my hand, still looking at him. he mimicked me doing the same thing, propping his elbow on his knee and smiled a little wider. i laughed as a large gust of wind came, stinging my bare arms and chest. "aah." i said backing up from the railing. i looked over to see suna still watching me from the chair. "it's cold." i said.

"i know, who wears a crop top in the dead of winter?" he said cocking his head to the side.

"ugh, it was warmer earlier. i didn't check the weather before i got dressed."

"oh come on, i'm kidding. you look good chou." he said. "now come here."

i was about to snap at him out of the habit i'd built during this week of class and practice. but my brain didn't form any words and i just started walking toward suna. before i knew it i was standing in front of him and he patted his lap. i sat down and he put his hands on my waist and pulled me further back over him. my back now up against his chest.

"here hold this." he said handing me an unlit blunt.

'damn is he actually gonna smoke again.' i started thinking when i felt suna put his large hands on my arms and start rubbing them. making me less cold. he then pushed my shoulders slightly so i was leaning forward and started rubbing the part of my back that was exposed. it was silent, but it was comfortable silence. the silence giving me an opportunity to actually analyze what was going on. 'what the hell am i doing, i've known this boy for less than a week. this isn't like me.' i thought to myself, about to grab his hand and take it off of me. knowing i don't usually do this type of thing. when suna suddenly moved his hand from my back to my chest, on the skin that rested below my neck and above my breasts that my shirt didn't cover. he began rubbing it like he did my arms and back.

"...what are you doing?" i said, sacred he was about to lower his hand.

"what am i doing?" he said leaning his head forward and putting it on my shoulder, looking down. motioning with his eyes to remind me that i was sitting in his lap. "...and you said you were cold." he said as he lightly pushed down on where his hand was, reminding me where it was. "there's no fabric right here. it's cold isn't it?"

"yeah." is all i said. he then removed his head from my shoulder and put his right hand right below my hip and above my thigh. his fingers barely touching on my ass. he used his left hand to take the blunt out of mine.
"turn around." he said gripping on me with his right hand.