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"I killed my pet rock."
Seunghyun was way too drunk for this shit, but he laughed anyway, stumbling over his own feet as he turned and headed back to Iljoon. “You only just dropped it, I’m sure it’s not dead yet!” He stooped to the ground and picked up the rock Iljoon had decided was his pet only five minutes prior, and leaned his ear against it. “I donno… I can still hear it breathing, I think it’s okay.”
“I’m not doing this.”
The last time he went to a strip club was a few years back. It was a thrilling experience, he had a great night with a gorgeous stranger and recalled how reluctant he was to let her go the next morning.
Seungri wanted to relive that moment again. Only this time, he opted for Trocadero Burlesque Club because there was a certain someone doing the show tonight and he really wanted to watch her perform. It would be the first time.
And of course, he did not want to go alone. What fun would that be? He held his victim’s hand, pulling him along the sidewalk and guided the blindfolded man until they reach the entrance of the club. Lightly tugging the cloth obstructing his vision, Seungri could only grin when Iljoon blinked and then tried to make sense of their surroundings after regaining his sight.
I’m not doing this.
The smile faltered. He was supposed to agree with anything, whether he liked it or not, and now he had broken that promise.
“But Iljoon! You promised we could do anything I want tonight,” Seungri grumbled, punching the other’s shoulder to showcase his annoyance.
Without hesitating, he grabbed the Iljoon’s wrist and dragged him into the club despite his protests, “I don’t care, you’re coming in with me.”
"I'm kinda drunk."
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“mhm... only a tiny bit?” belle sighed, a small smile on her lips as she helped the taller male down on is bed. after being requested to help him get home after a drinking out after a stressful shift at the hospital, belle couldn’t say no. it wasn’t like she could just leave him there. “i swear the bartender told me you had a lot of drinks tonight.”
her hands on her hips, she sighed. this frankly reminded her a lot of the fraternity boys that knocked out at the sorority house. “do you have stuff to help cure a bad hangover for tomorrow or should i go and get some stuff?”
“Care to dance?"
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Sooyoung turns around to look at the origin of the masculine voice. A small smirk is drawn on her lips as she takes the male’s extended hand, a little black fan covering the lower bit of her face. “I’d be enchanted to.” She replies in a soft, sweet tone and she lets herself be dragged to the centre of the dance floor and flow to the music booming through the ballroom.
“Have we met before?”
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with the white masquerade mask covering the portion around her eyes, it was a fun game to play to see who she could figure out was who. if anyone knew belle well enough, they would have been able to guess it was her by the three cartier love bracelets on her left arm (that being jaegu and maybe cindy and eunji as well). she smiled, trying to figure out who the tall male behind the mask was. a very familiar voice, indeed but she had a difficult time pinpointing it to a face.
“i’m pretty sure we have before, but we’re just strangers for the night.”
“Be careful walking down the primrose path. You may find hell instead of happily ever after.”
maybe she was delusional, but that sounded like a threat; just a little bit. it wasn’t surprising that the two had a disagreement. being in different social classes and leading completely different lives, it was very common for the two to end up like this.
“i’m going to get a happily ever after,” she said, not sure if it was more for him or for her. “maybe you should be careful instead of telling others that advice.”
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Iljoon wasn’t sure how to respond to those words. Coming from someone who seemed relatively close to Sungkyung, he wanted to keep his distance for the sake of not running into her. He was certain the the younger male knew of the relationship he had with her, so there was also the chance that he knew their history in full detail. However, to hear that being uttered lifted up a weight within the nurse’s chest. There had been many times he wanted to cut all ties with those who were within that specific circle of friends or anyone in general who was a close friend of his former girlfriend. So many times he wanted to run back to England and remain there for the rest of his life until he was ready to retire. But it was people like Junior and companions whom he had grown close to that allowed for him to stay right where he was. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he looks down, shaking his head at the thought of wanting to remove all relationships that were synonymous with Sungkyung’s. “Tch, you’re something else Junior. You know that?” The nurse gives the other male a pat on the back before placing an arm around his shoulders. “So where do you want to eat, I’ll treat you out.”
For things like this, Junior has never allowed himself to feel anything more than a strong affection towards someone. Looking at the almost proper misery emanating from Iljoon, that is something he never wants to feel, to never look like this. It’s not like he feels something missing from keeping himself away of commitments, or from loving someone on a romantic way. Surely he doesn’t, mostly because Junior has enough people to satisfy whatever need he has, either be sentimental or carnal.
Let alone refusing to meet or befriends with someone just because they’re close to his exes.
Because Iljoon was doing that just now, avoiding Junior in all the possible ways. Bad thing for the other Junior had impossible ways. “Yeah, I know that. And be sure I can be much more.” The arm laying atop his shoulders didn’t quite bother him, the younger placing a hand on the small of the other’s back and patting a few times. “You also know that treating me out is pretty much asking for a good shot to your account. I’m paying mine, but sure leggo out.”
Disentangling from Iljoon, Junior shoves both hands inside his jacket pockets. “But did you even bring your car here? Knowing you…” Junior fingers play with the keys of his own car well kept on his pocket.
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Blue Satellite & Jhameel — Relapse (Cosmonaut Grechko Remix)“I don’t need someone to tell me how I’m livin’ a dream. I hate those words, I’m keepin’ it clean”
Jongsuk knew that all the other wanted to do was help him. Help him in anyway possible, but at this point it was starting to really annoy him so he snaps.
“Joon, please just stop saying such things.” He slumps into his chair even more, arms crossing over his chest as he huffs almost like a child. “But I’m not going to change after all i wouldn’t be accepted if people knew what I was really like.”
Eyes glossing over everything that was around him, trying hard not to look at the others eyes and end up spilling his guts like he usually did. That really needed to stop - and he makes a mental note of it. Pushing his lips out in a pout, he finally braves looking at the other. “This is my image anyway so i have to act like this even if i did want to change myself, not that it would ever happen but theres your answer.”
He pushes himself up in the chair, legs uncrossing and coming off the coffee table they were resting on. Feet now flat on the floor as he leans forwards, elbows resting on his knees, and his back hunched over slightly.
“Now are we going to play video games like you said we would or not, I’m done talking about this.”
