One night stand || Dk

Chapter One - Stranger

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This is my first English book, and since English isn't my first language, feel free to point out any mistakes you see.
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After Nabi's messy, heartbreaking breakup, the kind that ripped her apart from the inside because the person she trusted most had stabbed her in the back, she did the only thing her exhausted brain could think of:

She went to a bar.

Nabi didn't go to flirt. Or dance. Or even enjoy.
She went to forget.

And it worked... a little too well.

Because the next morning, Nabi woke up to something entirely unexpected.

A warm breath brushed the side of her neck. An unfamiliar weight dipped the mattress beside her. The sheets felt strange. The room smelled like cologne she didn't recognize.

Her eyes flew open.

The man sleeping beside her was not Josh.
Was not anyone she knew.
And this room? It wasn't hers.

Her heart jumped up her throat, and she screamed before her brain could even process anything.

The stranger jerked awake, eyes half shut, hair wildly tousled, voice raspy with sleep.

"Hey, hey... what's wrong?"
He winced at her volume, rubbing his eyes.
"It's so early... why are you screaming?"

As he sat up, the light from the window hit his face just right. Soft brown eyes framed by thick lashes, a sharp jawline, soft lips, long hair almost falling over his cheekbones.

He was... annoyingly attractive for a man whose bed she had no business waking up in.

She shook her head hard, pushing away the intrusive "oh he's hot" thoughts.

Then the REAL horror hit her.

Nabi was naked.

Completely.

She yanked the sheets to her chest so fast she almost slapped herself with the blanket.

"Who are you?"
Her voice cracked, panic fully taking over.

He blinked at her slowly... then laughed.
A warm, rich, low sound that filled the room like sunlight.

"Wow... so you really don't remember last night?"
He tilted his head, a teasing smile pulling at his lips.
"I'm Dokyeom. And unless I had a full on hallucination... we definitely weren't just talking at the bar."

Nabi's face heated violently.
Her brain pulled last night's memories one by one:

– The first drink
– The second
– The shot Lily shouldn't have handed her
– His arm brushing hers
– His laugh
– His stupid cheesy compliments
– The way his hand fit against her waist
– The kiss outside the bar
– The taxi
– His fingertips on her skin
– Oh god.

Dokyeom watched the realization wash over her like a slow-motion train crash.

He bit his lower lip nervously, not teasing this time, but genuinely unsure what to do.
He didn't look like a guy who did one night stands often. He had those soft, kind-boy-next-door vibes. Goofy smile. Warm eyes. Too gentle for the mess he woke up in.

He cleared his throat and scrambled for his clothes.

"I- I'll step out," he said quickly.
"You can get dressed. Bathroom is right there."

He pointed to a white door before hurriedly looking for his boxers.
Once he found them, he slipped them on under the sheets, tugged on his clothes, and practically escaped the room.