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[gmxjinah-blog]

"whisper"

jinah knew that she probably shouldn't have had that glass (or three) of wine with her dinner, she was a lightweight after all. the state of her intoxication combined with the height of her heels was a deadly combination, as demonstrated when she went stumbling over seemingly nothing into a stranger on the streets.

the fall caused her to be pressed up a little too closely into the man's personal space, but she didn't really mind too much because, wow, what was that smell? it must have been his cologne, or something, jinah didn't really know, and she couldn't help the whisper that spilled past her lips. "you smell lovely." it was a strange compliment, definitely something jinah wouldn't say while sober, but she was tipsy and it just came out. she hoped he didn't mind.

[gmxobsidius]

"whisper"

"let's get out of here."

it's rare that namjoon will be so familiar with a stranger-- or, rather, invasive of their personal comfort bubbles. he doesn't know this man, nor does he know why he's the only person barefoot in a room of some high end party namjoon's only here for because of his own rising status, but he's uncomfortable here.

and, quite frankly, this man is the only one who seems at least a lick of interesting, in the middle of all of these turned up noses who wore a mask of interest when they realized that namjoon's rising fame was because he rapped, not something... "decent".

so that's what drove him to approach the man, and after recognizing the vacant look in his eyes, decided it would be better to give him the offer... quietly, rather than loudly.

he laughed, after the initial words, turning to face him, extending his hand. "obsidius, it's nice to meet you. you don't look like you're having any fun, and neither am i, so i thought i'd offer to split." amusement twinkled across his face. "if you'd like."