paring: seulgi x sehun ; club au
music: fun boys - bts
word count: 883
"Why are we at a club?" Seulgi shot Sehun a the-fuck-is-this look. He just smiled at her innocently as he placed his hands on her shoulders, pushing her through the front doors.
"We're going to have fun!" Sehun announced as the loud music vibrated throughout the room. It was crowded with people; you couldn't walk through without touching someone.
"Sehun, you know this isn't my scene. Can we just--"
Sehun cut her off by placing his finger on her mouth. He gave her an amused grin as he pulled her to a more secluded spot (which was nearly impossible; Seulgi was already starting to sweat in her jean shorts and t-shirt).
"I know you've been stressed lately, so as your best friend, I wanted to take you out to do something fun," Sehun had to yell throughout the noise. Seulgi just rolled her eyes.
"That's very nice of you, but a club is not my thing," Seulgi said firmly. The place was starting to get her nauseous. It smelled like sweat, alcohol, and...sex? It disgusted her. What joy could a person get by dancing with strangers intimately while drinking? Seulgi was never a party girl, she was more of a stay-home-and-watch-TV girl and Sehun knew that. She still wondered why he brought her here.
"Come on, let's dance," Sehun held onto her hands and tried to drag her. Seulgi stayed rooted to the ground, a eminent pout on her face as she shook her head.
"What if someone, I don't know, tries to feel me up when I'm dancing?" The girl whined and whined. Seulgi was as stubborn as ever. Sehun sighed, exasperated. There's really no way with this girl.
"No one will feel you up, trust me," Sehun reassured her.
She cocked an eyebrow at him, "Is that an insult or a compliment?"
"Uhh...both?" The lanky boy snickered as his friend rolled her eyes.
"Fine, just one dance," Seulgi resented as she gloomily followed Sehun to the dance floor. As they got sucked into the crowd, Seulgi lost the latter almost immediately. She turned around and around to try to find the back of his head somewhere but to no avail. Whatever. Might as well let loose and have fun. Seulgi was actually a natural-born dancer, but only showed her talent to Sehun. Even her parents didn't know about her passion for dancing (why would they; all they cared about was her grades). As she rocked her body to the beat, she suddenly felt a hand snake around her waist. Her head quickly turned around, and she pulled the arm off her when she saw a stranger with a mischievous smirk on his face and a naughty twinkle in his eyes.
This is exactly why I hate clubs.
Deciding not to dance anymore (the stranger had already found a new girl to hit on), Seulgi escaped the crowd when a hand grabbed onto her. She gritted her teeth and raised her fist to punch whoever was holding onto her so tightly. Her fist flew with full force until she realized it was -- oh, shit -- Sehun. It was too late to stop the momentum of her arm, and before she knew it, her fist socked the side of his jaw.
"OW! What the fuck, Kang Seulgi?" Sehun held onto his most-likely bruised cheek.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry, Sehun! Are you--are you okay?" Seulgi knelt down and held onto her friend. She guided him out of the dance floor and finally found an exit. She was able to finally breathe as the refreshing Seoul air breezed by. Sehun was too busy groaning in pain.
"I'm so, so sorry. I thought you were a weird pedophile-- and oh, God that must hurt," Seulgi supported Sehun's body as he clutched the side of his face.
"You got one heck of a punch," Sehun muttered as he tried to move his jaw.
"I'll make it up to you. I'll do anything you want. Oh gosh, I feel so bad," Seulgi worriedly examined his bruise.
"Anything?" Sehun raised an eyebrow. Seulgi merely nodded.
"Why? Do you have something in mind?" The girl sat next to him, their backs against the wall in the alley. It was dark except for the light above the door. If you peered down the alley, you could see cars rushing by on the street and hear the distinct chatter of people outside the club entrance.
"There's this girl I like and-- shit, never mind. Anyway, thanks for proving to me today that I should never bring you to a club," Sehun chuckled and Seulgi rested her head against his shoulder.
"I told you! Not my scene. Next time, why don't you just take me on a date instead?"
"D-date?" Sehun grew flustered, "Who said anything about a date?"
"I did. If you want to ask me out, Oh Sehun, the way to win my heart is not by a place like this."
"Tsk," Sehun chuckled, "I guess my secret's out."
"You make it kind of obvious," Seulgi shrugged and her hand found its way to Sehun's. "How about we start over? Pretend the whole night never happened."
"Fine with me," Sehun grinned and squeezed her hand. "So...pizza at your place?"
"You know me so well."
