haunted, again // nct.dream [2]

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(I'm sorry for reposting this part so much. I'm having trouble. This part ends in Mark's POV please tell me if it goes that far)

Jisung's P.O.V

"Jeez, I'm getting thirsty," Hana complained as she spun a piece hair between her fingers.

"I can get you some water," I offered.

Hana let out a heavy sigh. "No. I'll get up. Like what Jueun said, I shouldn't let this costume stop me from anything." She pushed off the couch cushions to her feet. I quickly stood up as well.

"I want to get something too," I said after Mark gave me a look.

Hana tugged on the bottom of her dress and straightened her golden wings. She swung her long, curled hair over her shoulder before walking off. I followed close behind.

"This is why I don't wear heels," Hana groaned after a small stumble in her shoes. "I dare you to try walking in a pair sometime."

"I think I'll pass."

Shifting our way through the packed bodies, it was hard to find our destination of the drink table. Thanks to my long legs, I could see over most heads, but with them dancing and jumping around to the band made my advantage not as useful. That's when I realized I lost Hana.

I stood on the balls of my feet, peering between people. Fortunately, she was dressed very shinily and bright with wings. I kept pushing through people until there was a break from the crowd. Finally, I could see Hana by the drink table, waving me over.

"Did you get distracted?" she joked at my delay.

"It's just so packed here." I took another step towards the table. A huge white cooler sat in front that I guessed the water and other cans and bottles would be. My guess was right.

I checked out the different large glass bottles sitting on the red table after handing a water to Hana. "I wonder what alcohol tastes like," I said.

"I mean, your sister's not looking." I glanced back to see Hana shrug her shoulders. "I'm not a tattletale."

I gave a long look before snatching an interesting looking glass bottle with clear liquid inside. I tilted it to examine further, but it looked just like water. Obviously, it wasn't, but I unscrewed the cap and brought the bottle to my lips. I could hear Hana snicker behind me as I tipped the bottle back and let it fall into my mouth.

The taste was absolutely repulsive and burned every part of my mouth. "Holy fu-" I sputtered, letting it all fall out of my mouth onto the ground.

"Woah there kid," a male laughed not too far away. I let my eyes slowly follow the feet up to the stranger's face. "Damn, did you just down vodka? What are you, twelve? You shouldn't be drinking this." He let out another chuckle.

I coughed and wiped my face, trying to laugh away my embarrassment. The stranger took the bottle from my hands to put it back on the table. When he turned around, his eyes landed on Hana. He eye-balled her up and down.

"Why, hello there," he greeted, a smirk twisting on his face. "I'm Seungri. Who might you be?"

Hana seemed to tense in place, starting to hug herself. She was already so worried about her outfit, and he's just making her even more uncomfortable.

"Hana," she weakly replied.

"Well, Hana, let me tell you... Seungri is hungry, and you're a full course meal." The stranger licked his lips, taking a step closer to her. In a swift movement, I jumped in between them, blocking this Seungri guy from Hana.

"You didn't let her finish," I told him. "Her name is Hana. A.k.a. my girlfriend."

"Your girlfriend?" both Hana and Seungri repeated with shocked faces.

I nodded, tilting up my chin at Seungri to show my claim. "Leave her alone."

Seungri scoffed. "Alright kid. Have fun with your girlfriend."

After the guy had completely been consumed by the dancing crowd, I backed away from standing in front of Hana. She placed a hand on her hip, giving me a questioning stare with one eyebrow raised.

"Girlfriend, ey?" she joked, softening into a small chuckle.

"I saved you from that guy, didn't I? You should be thanking me," I told her, jokingly.

"My hero," she sarcastically cooed.

Mark's P.O.V

It wasn't long before I was making my way through the crowd of enthusiastic people dancing to the loud band. I stumbled across Renjun and Jeno after reaching the front.

"Enjoying yourselves?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're having a great time," Renjun replied. "A couple people thought I was actually a girl, and Jeno was my date. I told them it's just a wig, but Jeno actually is my date."

Renjun and I laughed while Jeno let out a light chuckle. I scanned his tense looking face and suddenly stopped laughing. Why's he being so awkward? It's just a joke.

"What are you up to?" Renjun asked me.

"I'm gonna see if I can find Soomi." I've been hoping ever since we arrived that I'd see her. Finally, I spotted her hopping up the stairs and running to the dance floor with a couple of friends wearing a Dorothy costume from The Wizard of Oz. That's when I slowly snuck into the hoard as well.

It wasn't exactly a coincidence that I happened to dress like the tin man, and her as Dorothy. I overheard her talking about it at school, but I already had a tin man costume in my head along with a couple other ideas. Hearing her costume just persuaded me to make my decision.

"After what happened in the cafeteria, I don't think she would be too happy to see you," Renjun warned me.

"She won't have enough time to say anything."

Renjun let his head tilt to the side and stopped moving to the music. "What do you mean?"

I let a cocky grin surface on my face. "I'm gonna kiss her, then run off. She'll never find me in this crowd, and I doubt she'll even realize it's me with the costume I have on."

Renjun and Jeno gave me a look of shock. "You're walking on some thin ice," Jeno finally piped up.

"What's life without a few risks?" I left them on that before sinking back through the dancing bodies.