The man in front of you was stunning. Gorgeous, really. He seemed nice, and made you laugh quite a bit.
With his pretty blue eyes and charming smile, his blonde hair faintly falling into his eyes.
You had went to the bar to keep your mind off things after a long day, one where you'd thought too much for your own head and felt too much for your poor heart–and it helped, between the laughs, stupid dances, flirts and many drinks. For a little while, at least, it did.
So, you didn't really know what it was. Maybe it was the alcohol buzzing in your ears. Or maybe the way he laughed a bit too much like him, head thrown back and shoulders hunched slightly, the corner of his eyes crinkling. Maybe it was just late, and you were getting a bit tired.
Maybe it was a mix of all those things, combined with the song that started playing from the speakers. The song from a group you knew just a little too well. Especially one of the members.
Whatever it was, his eyes started looking a little too brown, his hair a little too black, his cheeks a little too creased with dimples when he laughed.
And you found your smile becoming... more genuine. You laughed at something stupid he said, shaking your head in a way so fond you'd forgotten you could even do that. "Oh my god, shut up, Chan," you chuckled, gently smacking his arm.
He smirked and raised a brow. "Chan? Damn, is that your boyfriend or something? Didn't know I was flirting with someone taken," said the blonde guy with blue eyes and no dimples you were talking to.
"Huh?" You asked, a little hazy, the smile still gracing your lips.
"You called me Chan," chuckled the man, tilting his head. "Don't know who that is, but it's definitely not me, sweets."
You blinked a few times.
Oh.
Right.
Chan had moved away years ago–how could you even forget that? Yeah, you were drunk, but still. You should know that.
You'd started dating in middle school, all the way to his departure. And when he moved all the way to Korea to become an idol, you kept in touch. Stayed together. Swore that you'd love eachother no matter what.
And it lasted, for about a year. Then, it got... weird. Messages got rarer and rarer, until they simply stopped. You knew it'd happen, in the very back of your mind–being an idol meant he'd get busy, but it still hurt.
Even years later, when you'd see him on your screen, singing his life out on stage, making crowds go wild like there was no tomorrow. His dimples, his eyes, his smile, his laugh, his voice, his lips–
"Hey! You listening to me?" Asked the stranger, snapping his fingers in front of your eyes. "You've been ignoring me for, like, five whole minutes. If not ten. I'm too drunk to know right now," he chuckled.
You shook your head. "Yeah, no. Uh, sorry. Not my boyfriend. I'm single. You, uh, just look alike," you said, chuckling. Liar.
Maybe Chan had forgotten about you by now. He probably did, since his current life was... hard to keep up with, to say the least. There was no use watering a dead flower.
There was no use longing for a name that didn't remember yours.
So instead, you kept laughing. Flirting. Drinking. Hoping maybe, just maybe, enough alcohol would finally fill up that hole in your heart. Hoping that the burning in your throat would maybe warm you up enough to feel good.
Stays!! How and where will I know where to find the Stray Kids tour dates when they are released?? Will they be on fans or some other platform? I'm super excited and eager to find out where they'll be going and if they're going to stop in my country so if you happen to know anything at all, please lemme know!!
