Song: Attention - Charlie Puth
Genre: angst (not really, but a bit angst for sure), slight smut
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"What exactly is she thinking?", I roared and slammed my laptop shut. I wanted to throw it away through a window. But would it change anything? I just hoped nobody would see her babbling. But it was Internet and such rubbish tends to get popular easily.
"What is it?", Kihyun asked, rubbing my neck lightly. "Hyoyeon again?"
"Yup." I clenched my teeth. "Throwing some shit on me again."
"I thought you're over her already."
"I am, she is not." I stood up and looked around a room, looking for my mobile. I spotted it on a sofa and picked it.
"What are you..." Kihyun started.
"I'm calling her, gonna make her back from those bullshit she's..."
"Don't." Kihyun approached me, took the mobile from my hand. "Maybe that's what she wants. Maybe that's why she's written... whatever she's written." We were standing inches apart, I was breathing heavily, he was just staring at me intensely. And with some worry.
Oh right, he had no idea what shit she's made up. I licked my lips. "Maybe you're right", I said unwillingly.
"You know I am right", Kihyun replied and lightly kissed my cheek. "Talk about it with manager, the company will help you. It's not her first time, maybe they'll have her punished."
"I hope so", I grumbled.
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Next evening
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I was sitting at a bar, trying to clear my mind a bit. I had followed Kihyun's advice, talked to our manager and he quickly took some action. Hyoyeon's bullshit was already taken down, the company agreed some legal steps need to be taken. They already informed the police, she would be punished for defamation. I was slowly drinking beer. It wasn't strong enough though, I considered ordering something else.
"Oh Hoseok, what a coincidence."
I stiffened, of course I recognised her voice. I didn't want to look at her, but I looked. She was beautiful as always, her eye makeup on point as always, her lips red and full and glossy as always... And she was wearing a navy, tight-fitting dress. My favourite dress.
I gulped.
"Fuck off", I said, turning away my gaze immediately.
But she got seated next to me. "Will you buy me a drink?", she asked casually.
"Which part of fuck off is unclear for you?"
"I hoped to meet you here", she said, ignoring my words completely. "I missed you." She leaned her head on my shoulder, wrapped her tiny arms around my biceps. I wanted to brush her off, yet...
"I did not. Leave", I hissed. It took all my strong will to not look at her, at her beautiful face and low-cut dress.
"Have you missed me too?" She whispered to my ear and bit it.
I drank my beer to the bottom in one mouthful. She knew me much too well.
"Just leave me alone, will ya?" My voice trembled from various emotions. I was angry at her, for blackmailing me, for defaming me, for being here and acting like we still were something. I was furious at myself, for not being able to push her off, for remembering how we used to be, what we used to do, for thinking about her dress and what was hidden under it...
"You want me to leave you?", she asked innocently. "That hurts my heart."
"You don't have a heart, I can't h..."
"Oh, I do have a heart." She took my hand and placed it on her chest. On her boobs. Damn. "You feel that? Feel that beating?"
***
I don't really know how we ended up in a scruffy toilet in the club.
She dragged me into one of stalls, I hastily closed a door behind us. She kissed me hungrily, I kissed her back. She slid her hands under my t-shirt, dig nails into my back's skin. I sucked her neck, bit it not so lightly. She moaned, so I did it again. She lowered her hands, they were unzipping my jeans now. I counterattacked, slid her dress from her arms, started kissing her skin roughly, pushed a hand between her thighs, then went up and up.
She panted into my hair, sliding my jeans and boxers down from my hips.
***
"You're finally here!" Kihyun hugged me when I came back to dorm. "I was a bit worried, you took your time there!"
"Yeah, I had to... think things over." I hugged him back, feeling so bad inside.
"I've talked with manager, you don't have to worry about Hyoyeon anymore. They've reported her on police, apparently nobody's seen her last post so we're all good now." He was so positive, really happy. He cared for me and I...
"That's great, thank you." I smiled weakly. "I'm a bit tired, if you..."
"Sure, sure." He let me go. "I didn't know those hickeys from last night still look so fresh", he laughed awkwardly.
"Yeah, that's kinda weird." I blushed and navigated myself toward a bathroom. Right before I went inside, I got a text from an unknown number.
See you soon babe
And there was a photo attached. A nude photo. I barely looked at it and blocked the number. I'm not falling into her trap again.
A/N: Oh well, my first smut attempt. I love Charlie's song, check it out even if you don't like my writing, cause "Attention" deserves lots of attention😏