After a solid 30 minutes of definitely defying multiple driving laws, the location that was presented to him appeared. It screamed rich, literally. He couldn't tell what was more obvious about it, the large fence or the various cars of all brands that just conveniently were all expensive as fuck. If he was gonna be logical, all the cars would total up to 38 student's university debts
"Who are you?" a voice called out from their speaker system, "Uh, I'm uh here to visit Choi Jung?" he awkwardly spoke, unsure of how in the fuck this stuff worked. Silently sitting there the large gates abruptly, freaking him out in the moment. Taking it as his sign to head in, he drove in and attempted to find a place to park.
Getting out of his car, he admired the luxury of that home. Stepping on the stairs of the home felt like a crime in it of itself. He barely got to knock twice on the door before it was opened by the slightly taller female.
"Aww Na boy you really showed up, how cute." she ruffled his hair making him annoyed. "I didn't have anything else to do, given I literally was drinking at 4pm."
"Still cute, come in, and I swear to god if you do not take off your shoes I'll order for someone to smash your car with a crowbar." she innocently smiled opening the door for him to enter. "It'd be foolish of anyone to not take off their shoes." he slid them off.
"The exterior fits the interior." he muttered to himself still entranced with the beauty of it all.
The female led him to one of the many spare rooms that she had made into a hang out room. "This room is too hot to not take photos in." he cackled making her smirk. "It looks better when the lights are red." she changed the lights to a dark red making him smile. "Oh? Take me to dinner first." he lazily sat on the ground near the windows
Fishing out some drinks from the mini fridge, she handed him a beer, "You like alcohol right?" she challenged. "I could never pass alcohol up" he winked cracking it open. Leaving the room for a moment he sipped from the can. The view from the window was stunning, something he'd never have the chance to see everyday.
A sudden clicking sound made him turn slowly. The female stood there with a camera in hand, "You mentioned photos so.." her lips curved into a sweet smile. Hesitating for a moment, he inhaled, "You know what, whatever." he shrugged taking another sip from the beer can
"You're hot, you know" she casually flirted as he lazily stared at her. "Tell me something I don't know babe." he responded back. She let out a low chuckle, "Pet names now? Didn't know we were on that level already." she opened her own beer can sitting in front of him. Taking another photo of him
"Why were you drinking anyways?" she focused her attention onto her beer can. "My mind was stuck on something and I thought alcohol would fix it." he sighed finishing off the last bits of the can. "Emotion business?" she simply put it catching him off guard
Looking up from her drink their eyes locked, "I'm right aren't I?" her voice keeping him out of touch with himself. Gulping down his emotions he nodded, "You know they aren't worth it if it's making you feel this way, right?" she leaned back on her arm.
"I'm sick aren't I." he stated making her eyebrows furrow, "What a sick joke.." he leaned his head forward as he sighed. A soft hold lifted his chin up making their eyes stare into the other's. Silence. The type of silence that makes no utter sense unless you were apart of it.
If anything he wasn't paying attention anymore, one swift movement and suddenly their lips were connected. The taste of alcohol being shared between them was intoxicating in more ways than one. For once, he didn't want to leave it. His hand reaching out for hers, every emotion he held was suddenly leaking out
The squeeze of his hand on hers gave her an odd feeling. She could feel his emotions while hers stayed the same. Her free hand pulled on the collar of his shirt making a new emotion leak into the kiss. The feeling of wanting more than they could get.
Wanting and wanting, that was what that kiss was. Could it be the alcohol finding itself into their bloodstream? They wouldn't know, being infested with each other's warmth that drew them in. Parting for a moment to catch their breath, they found themselves lost.
The female's thumb brushing over his lips, "Your lips are so soft." she muttered as they reconnected. The moved in sync with each other in an entrancing way. He had found himself pulling her into his lap and her accepting the movement. Her hands tangled in his hair pulling at it ever so slightly
The mutual wanting of something they could never obtain in the first place, the comfort that they found in each other. It was sickening to say the least, their toxic way of loving finding another that acted the same.
A hand of his sneakily brushing under her shirt, neither one dared to say no, loving the feeling of being together. Maybe it was the alcohol.
He started to nibble on her bottom lip making her not question a single movement, allowing it to happen. On free will of the heat being exchanged between them made them behave on instinct and impulse. It was a lie if they said they knew what they were doing.
"Maybe you aren't as bad Na boy." she softly massage his head as he hung his head low. "To you as well Choi.." his words deep and a whisper. "They aren't worth it Jaemin," she reminded. He couldn't think straight either way, it didn't matter to him
His mind would've wandered back to the topic no matter what he'd do. "I'm so sick Jung.." a stinging feeling came from his eyes. Planting a soft kiss on his head, she listened to his quiet sobs. He was hurt and she could tell, "You aren't sick Jaemin, there's nothing wrong with. You're simply human."
"You are so much more than they'll ever be Jaemin. You don't need it to eat your heart out like this." her comforting motions made him feel at ease. His breathing patterns slowed back to normal making him tired. "You can sleep if you want Na."
He tilted his head up with large eyes, visible dried tearstains plastered on his cheeks. "I don't think I should sleep here.." his voice raspy from crying. She clicked her tongue, "It wouldn't bother anyone Na" she wiped away his remaining tears.
He shook his head in denial, not sure if he himself was even comfortable enough to be in the home. He felt out of place all of sudden, surely he was mistaken if he thought he fit there at all. A soft feeling on his forehead snapped him out of his doubts, "Just sleep baby. I know you need it" she got off of him and pulled him up.
"I'll take you to one of the bedrooms for you to sleep. You don't have to worry about anything okay?" he mindlessly followed her, his emotions too wrapped up in his head to let him argue against here words. He was left alone in a plain room to sleep
Knowing him, he probably wouldn't fall asleep until later on. He could only sit there and stare, the white walls were suffocating in a way. The emptiness made him strangely drowsy at the sight. Gulping slightly he considered sleeping, the bed was quite warm..
The more he thought the more he got tired. Maybe I can just rest me head for a solid moment.. he thought to himself. Crawling under the blanket, he closed his eyes simply and let himself fall victim to sleep.
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