kitty style | hanibani

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Sion's house is fit to burst with all the people he's hosting inside it.

It's loud, it's chaotic and it's swelteringly hot, the heat hitting Seunghan like an impenetrable wall as soon as he steps through the front door.

"Yeah, just a chill little kickback with Riku baby and the boys. Make sure you're there!"

"Chill little kickback my fucking ass" Seunghan mutters, squeezing himself through the gaps in the crowd. He steps on someone's foot by accident and quickly ducks his head instead of apologising, managing to eventually fight his way to the staircase where Sakuya and Ryo have set up camp. They're sporting matching backwards caps and Seunghan just knows they're gonna make some fierce frat boys soon "Hi, guys!"

"Bathroom's occupied" Sakuya replies in a bored voice, his beer dangling from his fingertips "Sorry, man"

"Bro" Ryo hisses, nudging Sakuya's arm "It's just Han!"

"Oh!" Sakuya breaks into a bright grin "Hey, dude! Bathroom is all yours, go crazy!"

"Uh- Hi?" Seunghan considers moving on but his curiosity gets the better of him "Why are you guys guarding the bathroom? ...From the stairs"

"Bro, didn't you know?!" Ryo's eyes widen dramatically "Someone stole all of Riku's skincare shit out of the bathroom last week. He went fucking insane in the membrane, almost screamed the whole house down. Oh Sion said we could join the party if we guarded the bathroom"

"Okay" Seunghan squints in uncertainty "But where are people supposed to piss if they're not allowed in the bathroom?"

"The garden" Sakuya snickers "Duh"

"Right. Duh"

"Anyways" Ryo leans his elbows back on the stair behind him "What can we do for you, man?"

"Do you know where Oh Sion is?" Seunghan asks, a glimmer of hope rising in his chest "I need to find him and kill him"

"Around" Sakuya replies cryptically "See ya!"

Seunghan blinks at the sudden dismissal but takes it gracefully, shaking his head and stepping back into the heart of the madness, trying to reach the living room.

It's absolute carnage.

There are people standing on the couches and the coffee table, some people being carried on shoulders as they laugh and press their palms up against the ceiling. The music is so loud Seunghan feels the bass bleeding into his bones and he can't move even a centimetre without feeling someone's hot breath down his neck.

He needs to find Sion. Or an exit. Whichever comes first. Hopefully an exit.

The crowd shifts and Seunghan gratefully takes his chance, slipping through the gaps towards a couch that he clings onto for dear life.

He leans against it as he takes a second to breathe, dragging a hand back through his hair and sweeping his gaze around the room to try and map out an escape route when his eyes land on a boy.

A hot boy. A boy with wide, doll like eyes, plush pink lips and long hair as dark as the night sky. He's gorgeous, quite possibly the hottest boy Seunghan's ever seen-

And he's looking right back at him.

Seunghan breaks out of his daze as Riku passes by him. He immediately springs into action, grabbing Riku by the wrist and tugging him close.

"Oh, hey, Hani boy! Having fun?"

"Don't you dare Hani boy me!" he hisses "Who's the mysterious babe with the long black hair and the face of a fucking doll?!"