Ohm's POV
Sit here. He said, I was reading his expressions and he was clearly annoyed.
Emm...Drink. he said pouring me a glass of champagne. I took a sip and immediately started coughing.
It has too much alcohol content Nanon.
Why? Can't you handle? Or will you end up having a fever again? He asked, gulping a big glass of Champagne in one go.
As a light drinker, One wine glass was enough for me to start feeling dizzy. Yet he poured me another glass. He himself ordered another bottle and finished half of it.
Heyyyyy...... Enough. You will end up throwing up. I tried to snatch away the bottle from his hands.
Chill, I won't end. I am a heavy drinker I can handle he said pulling the bottle from my hands.
There was a moment of silence between us.
So.... What's Navy to you? He asked all of a sudden, I was kinda surprised as he asked that but anyway I wanted to be honest.
Fling. I replied taking a sip from the glass. I was watching him slowly getting high.
How often?
Hmm....At first, I just ENDED UP a night with him from then if he feels it he calls me or if I feel like then I'll call him.
Ohhhh. No (hich) feelings involved? He was getting personal now, I kinda feel why all of a sudden he is so interested in me and my dating life?
No. I replied taking a sip from my glass.
So.....Na-Vy is your type? Huh? He asked almost falling on the ground but I pulled him up. He soon leaned on me, trying to stand.
Enough Drinking now, Nanon. I said almost making him stand.
He pushed me on my seat. Placing his finger on his lips.
Shuuuu.....You don't (hich) control me. I can control my testosterone. He said leaning a bit down to me.
But Damn you completely confusing the shit out of my testosterone. He said now holding my face.
What's your type? He asked. I chuckled a bit looking at his doe eyes.
Emmm..... Someone with Dimples. He moved a bit away, poking his both dimples with his fingers.
I smiled to myself. Damn why he is so cute?
Okayyyy..... Let's go, you look pretty drunk and So I am. Let's take a taxi.
Noooo.... You sit. He said and pushed me into my chair again.
What else?
Nothing more. Nothing less.
Now tell me why I am not your type. He asked making my breath to skip.
And now that's enough. I pulled Nanon along with me getting out of the rush.
Tell me . Tell me why can't I be your type? He asked pulling me around.
Enough Nanon. Let's get a taxi and go home.
Emmmm.....Hmmmm. I don't wanna go home. He said and pushed me into one of the cubicle.
And then pulled my collar so close to him.
Answer me, Why I am not your type?
Let's not talk about this Nanon.
Yes, we should talk. He almost yelled.
What I don't have which you see in them? He asked now like a whisper.
