Invisible String || PURINZ

10 • mistake number three [M]

Chaewon closed her eyes in order to avoid the strobe lights and lasers. She danced against the stranger for ten minutes, rather suggestively, before their hands travelled up, and up– and their long fingers brushed over the fabric holding Chaewon's breasts.

The short girl looked down. She reached up to the stranger's head behind her. She slid her hand past their long hair, and settled it on their scalp.

She leaned her head back against their chest as their other hand slid down her chest, along her stomach– and teased her inner thigh with their long nails.

Chaewon felt the stranger's breath on her neck. It came out in small puffs, as if they were fully focused on touching the girl. It felt shameful to admit, but it turned her on.

She tried to ignore the burning feeling inside, and continued to melt together with the person behind her. They were like that for at least another fifteen minutes, Chaewon shamelessly grinding against them as their hands roamed over the parts of her body that not just anyone could touch. Except in this case.

The girl couldn't take it anymore. At this point, she was more horny than she was drunk; and hooking up in the filthy club stalls suddenly didn't seem like a bad idea.

Taking the stranger's wrist in her hand, she dragged them through the crowd. They obliged, trailing closely behind the small girl.

Chaewon made quick work of it; the line had cleared out since it was late, so she pushed past the bathroom door and headed for the stall in the back. She stumbled along with the person into the stall, and locked the door behind her.

It was a little bit awkward and small, but Chaewon was so drunk out of her mind that she didn't even think about it. She closed her eyes again, getting swept up in the dizziness.

"Are you okay?" The person's soft voice echoed through the stall. Their hands found their way around Chaewon's small waist again, digging into her skin as they leaned forward against her.

Chaewon nodded, though she didn't dare open her eyes in fear of the room starting to spin around her.

The other's breathing came closer and closer until Chaewon felt their hot breath against her neck. Their lips wrapped around the very end of the girl's jaw, kissing her exactly where she liked it.

Chaewon couldn't help the small whine escaping her mouth. She placed her hand on the small of the stranger's neck, allowing easier access. They smelled of alcohol, vape and honey shampoo.

Her eyes flashed open as her body filled with panic. The person kissing her had blue hair. She was tall, and her fingers long and slim–

And under the hem of her skirt.

She let her head fall against the door as the other dragged their teeth along her pulse point. She felt her legs growing a little weak as their hand ran up her upper thigh.

"Y-Yunjin?" Chaewon whispered, her voice shaky.

The other pulled back slightly, looking the small girls in the eyes. She seemed surprised, as if Chaewon should've known it was her. In hindsight, she really should've.

But as the small girl had her back pressed against the cold stall door, with Yunjin's body pressing against every inch of hers, she didn't know what to think.

If she were sober, she'd surely put an end to this, right?

Chaewon breathlessly studied Yunjin's flushed face, mere inches away from hers. She should put an end to this.

She pushed Yunjin's head closer with the hand on her neck, only staring down at her shiny red lips.

It wouldn't hurt if they kissed a little.