change to get home ❧ amber
"Finally, free time," the boy breathed, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He stuck it between his lips, pulling the lighter from his pocket and lighting it up, inhaling so it could catch flame. He stuffed the lighter back into the pocket of his leather jacket, taking the cigarette between his index and middle finger, taking a long drag before exhaling, a cloud of grey smoke filling the air in front of him. He had been itching to get away from the resort for the entire day, but they'd been stuck doing some activities and touring around the mansion for their first day there. But now it was time for them to go their separate ways, and Hyungseok was eager to get the hell out of there and start partying. It was their first night in Jeju, he wasn't going to spend it inside! It was also his first night without any cameras, so he was completely happy. Slowly it was starting to feel like they never got any real time to themselves, even at school, and it was getting a bit tiresome. He wasn't used to this tame lifestyle that he was beginning to adopt - Hyungseok was big on fun, and this definitely drained a lot of it out of him.
Taking a long drag from his cigarette, he looked around, seeing that it was rather abandoned. Where was everyone anyway? Eh, didn't matter much to him. Shrugging his shoulders, he took another drag of the cigarette before stubbing it out, taking the butt and throwing it into the trash on his way back inside from the balcony of his room. It had been a long day, taking the plane and whatnot, and Hyungseok was pretty tired. He grabbed a fresh pair of clothes, taking them into the bathroom with him, locking the door behind him - the last thing he wanted was to have someone (a particular girl that he was sharing the room with) walk in on him showering... that could be disastrous.
Turning the shower onto hot, he stripped from his clothing, making a pile on the floor. Hyungseok stuck his hand into the water, checking the temperature, a shiver running through his body, spine tingling from the iciness. He waited a few more minutes, looking at his reflection in the mirror before stepping into the shower. Hot water poured over him, a sigh passing his lips as the water encompassed him. It cascaded over his shoulders, trailing mellifluously down his chest, coating his stomach and legs in an almost comforting pleasure. He grabbed his bar of soap, covering himself in the suds, moving is delicately over his now red flesh - the heat of the water slightly burning his skin as the temperature was nearing a scalding heat. His fingers danced over his arms, across his ribs and over his abdomen. They moved with the soap, one unit, coating his hips and thighs, cleansing himself of the day's events. Then he rinsed himself off, the water washing away the soap.
He grabbed the shampoo that he'd packed with him. Hyungseok ran his fingers through his hair, getting his locks wet, before squirting a small amount of the shampoo onto the palm of his hand. He then rubbed his hands together before he moved his hands to his hair, gently massaging it in. He sighed softly as his fingers ran through his blue coloured hair, fingers pressing gently against his scalp, lathering up in his hair. And then he rinsed the shampoo, the sudsy liquid dripping down his cheek before he was completely clean of it. Content, he turned off the shower, opening the curtain and groping around for his towel. He finally found it, drying himself off, wrapping the towel around his waist as he began to do his hair, drying and straightening it, then styling it. When he was done, he dressed himself, throwing his towel into the hamper and walked out of the once steam-filled bathroom.
Hyungseok grabbed some money, shoving it into the pocket of his tight jeans, and put on his shoes. He slipped back into his leather jacket, shoving his pack of smokes into the pocket before walking out of the room. He meandered down the hall before he noticed a girl that he'd met. "Hey, Amber!" Hyungseok called, immediately recognizing her. He was planning on going to hit the clubs, but it wouldn't be too bad to have someone else there with him. "You busy? Wanna hit up the club?" he asked, making his way towards her. Worst case scenario he would go by himself, but there was no harm in asking.