sunghoon as your brother's best friend | pt. 2
now playing 🎵 : dancing with a stranger - sam smith
"This Saturday night at the year-end party? And you just said yes?" Your voice a mixture of disbelief and disappointment.
"What choice do I have, hm? Would you have wanted me to say, 'Sorry, Jake. I can't let you set me up with your girl friend's best friend because guess what, I'm dating your sister.'?"
You groan in annoyance, crossing your arms over your chest.
After the incident last week when you suddenly had to act like you sprained your ankle after Jake caught you leaning over Sunghoon with his arm wrapped comfortably around your waist, you know Sunghoon's right. He has to be careful and play the part. And playing the part means saying yes when his best friend plays matchmaker.
Still, you can't help but be irritated at the situation. Jake may be Sunghoon's best friend but who does he think he is? Sunghoon's love life is none of his business.
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Saturday night came, and despite your initial plan of skipping the party, your imagination got the best of you. You don't want to see Sunghoon playing this role, acting all interested with another girl, but you also can't not know what's going on. So you send a last minute text to Bella, your best friend. You told her you can't do this without her, and being the most supporting best friend that she is, of couse she didn't say no.
The party's already in full swing when you arrived. Everybody knows Jay for being born with a silver spoon, having both parents in finance, but you didn't expect him to be this rich. No wonder people chose him to host the party. His place is like a modern mansion, accommodating over fifty guests without a hitch.
"Two shots, please." You tell the bartender.
Jay Park has a bartender. Unbelievable.
Bella reaches for the other shot glass, but you're quick to swipe that too.
"Liquid courage," you say apologetically, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as the alcohol burns down your throat.
Bella rolls her eyes at you and chuckles, "Wow, didn't realize you were this down bad for your brother's best friend."
"Shut up," you reply teasingly, eyes finally searching the crowd for familiar faces.
After another shot, you excuse yourself to look for the bathroom. You turn to the first corner and immediately spot your brother, Jake, by the pool side, a bottle of beer in his hand. Next to him are two girls—his girlfriend, Eunice, and another one who you suspect is Eunice's best friend; the girl whom Jake is setting Sunghoon up with.
Your Sunghoon.
Where is he anyway?
You walk towards them, avoiding tipsy bodies that start swaying to Dua Lipa's Levitating. But before you can reach them, what happens next stops you in your tracks.
Sunghoon appears beside the other girl, leaning into her as she whispers something in his ear. A chuckle escapes his lips before smiling widely that his dimples make an appearance on his cheeks.
It's not real.
It's just pretend.
You remind yourself.
You continue to watch them talk, sharing laughter every once in a while. And then you see Sunghoon step back. But before he can fully move, the girl stops him, arms snaking around his right bicep. Sunghoon freezes but doesn't do anything. Jake sees the scene and discreetly steps closer to Sunghoon, leaving him no space to back away. This only leads the girl to press her body even closer.
The sight makes your heart drop. Despite the alcohol in your system, it feels like you've never been sober. Coming here was a mistake. You thought you could handle it, but you're starting to think you might absolutely be wrong.
Gaze still locked on Sunghoon, you hazily step back. And just when you thought this night couldn't get any worse, you bump hard into someone, his drink spilling over his polo shirt.
"Oh my god, I–I'm so sorry. I didn't—"
"It's fine," Jay shakes his head, a smalll smile on his face. "Y-You're Jake's sister."
You nod.
Although Jay is one of your brother's friends, there hasn't been any moment in the past when you two talked without Jake's presence. You've shared polite smiles and greetings when you bump into each other in campus, but that was it. You weren't as close with him as you were with Sunghoon.
Jay doesn't say anything else until Sam Smith's Dancing With a Stranger starts playing in the background. You open your mouth to apologize again but he interrupts.
"Dance with me?"
"Oh, I– I don't really–"
"Well, you ruined my favorite shirt. You have to dance with me." Jay's lips curve into a teasing smile, eyes boring into you. You avert your gaze as you feel your cheeks flush.
One dance wouldn't hurt, would it? And besides, if Sunghoon gets to have fun, why can't you?
You look back to where Sunghoon was standing and for the first time tonight, your eyes meet.
You stare at him as you step closer to Jay, a smug forming on your face. It doesn't take long for Sunghoon to clock what's happening. You've been friends way before the late-night dates and stolen kisses. So it's not a surprise that one of his expertise is reading you like an open book every. single. time.
"Wanna dance?" Sunghoon turns to his date.
Two can play your game, Sunghoon thinks. Maybe he'll play it even better.
"Yes!" The girl nods eagerly and drags Sunghoon to the dance floor, stopping just a few bodies from you.
You lock eyes with Sunghoon as you let Jay pull you closer by the waist, your bodies swaying in perfect rhythm to the music. Sunghoon does the same to his date, laying his hands on her hips as he maneuvers her so that her back is pressing on his chest.
You know deep down Sunghoon only wants to get even, and there is a silent understanding between you two that this is nothing but a game. But as you watch the girl tilt her head back on Sunghoon's chest, her face buzzing with pleasure, a nagging feeling claws in your chest.
Jay pulls you out of your thoughts when he suddenly twirls you around. Before you could think twice, you slide your arms over his shoulders when you turn to face him again, causing your bodies to press even closer. Jay interprets this as a green light, holding your chin in between his fingers to bring your face nearer. You feel the warmth of his breath as his lips ghost over yours, inching closer, and closer, and clo—
You jolt at the hand wrapping possessively around your waist.
Sunghoon brings you to him, your back bumping to the solid plane of his chest.
"S-Sunghoon," you stutter, turning your head to face him. You've never seen him like this before—mouth pressed into a thin line, his features stiff and cold—as he glares at Jay.
Sunghoon has always been a cool and level-headed guy, so seeing this side of him makes your heart flutter wildly. From fear or excitement? You can't exactly tell. Perhaps both.
Jay stares back at Sunghoon, but after a heartbeat he speaks. "Didn't know she's taken." He lifts both hands as if feigning defeat, but the way his brows lift tells you he's pissed.
"Now you do," Sunghoon bites back, jaw clenching hard. His hold on your waist is tighter now as you feel the warmth of his lips ghost over your head. Jay steps away with a scoff, glancing back at you before walking farther into the house.
"What the hell, Sunghoon? What if Jake—"
Sunghoon shifts you to him, his face just mere inches over yours.
"I don't care." He cuts you off.
You look back at him, a nervous laugh escapes you. You think he was only teasing like the numerous times you were used to, but as his glassy eyes scan yours, you realize tonight is different. There's not a glint of playfulness in Sunghoon's face. Only raw desire and frustration.
"Sunghoon, what–"
Sunghoon grabs your wrist and leads you towards the front door, dodging drunk bodies in the process. He doesn't look back no matter how loud you call his name. You start to think he's pissed at you too, but the truth is Sunghoon's afraid he won't be able to contain himself if he doesn't get out of here in the next ten seconds.
As soon as you're both out the front door, you stop in your tracks. "What is wrong with you?" You pull yourself away, jerking Sunghoon's arm.
"We're going home." Sunghoon exhales sharply, his features tensed once again.
"Now?" You scoff. "What makes you think I want to go home?"
"We are leaving." Sunghoon turns to go but you grab his shoulder.
"Sung–"
"If we don't leave in the next two minutes, I swear." Sunghoon steps closer, his voice barely a whisper. "I swear to god I'm gonna do something you will hate me for in the morning, and your brother will figure us out and not in the way we planned but in a very, very messy way. And then everything—those weeks of hiding and waiting for the right time—will go to waste."
Then, at your silence, he cups your face, thumbs caressing the sides of your jaw. His voice low as he says, "You have no idea how crazy you make me, do you?"
You blink at his words, throat drying up with the sudden confession.
"You know what I want to do? I want every person in that house to watch me lay my fucking mouth on yours. I want them to know that you're off-limits not because of Jake," Sunghoon moves his face closer, "but because you're mine."
The thumping in your chest quickens as you are yet again rendered speechless. Sunghoon's eyes shut instinctively when he lays a kiss on your forehead, breathing in your scent. He steps back after a moment, his forehead resting on yours.
"Come home with me?"
Sunghoon doesn't have to ask you twice. You let him take your hand into his while you make your way to his car, oblivious to the figure who's been watching from a distance.
Jake has always had suspicions, and tonight, the sight of you and Sunghoon high on each other just proved him right.
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