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clubs present a pleasant distraction on nights where hongbin craves closeness without any strings attached. they’re easy, a way to blend in and lose himself to touch and sound with little more than the taste of alcohol on his tongue (maybe alcohol on someone else’s tongue too). there are always an abundance of strangers who are willing even before they lay eyes on him, easily lead by the sway of hips against their own.
tonight proves to be one of those nights, and the tab he’s been steadily running up on a stolen card is nearing the triple digits. he’s drunk enough that he might worry about the consequences, were he human and far less into tempting fate than he currently is. fortunately or not, his liver will heal. fortunately or not, the emotions he’s chasing down with burning shots will return with a vengeance tomorrow.
but for tonight, he’ll pretend they won’t, pretend the high in his veins is all he’ll ever know.
it isn’t long until someone catches his attention. she doesn’t look like the type who belongs here- or maybe she does, and the good girl look is her best act. regardless of whether the sweet look on her face is genuine or not, the tiredness he sees in the lines of her body definitely are. she looks far too tense to be sitting at a club bar with no one around her.
he tilts his head a bit, regards the gentle slopes of her face, the way the light dances off of her soft looking hair. she’s pretty beyond the obvious discomfort, and something in hongbin reminds him that she probably isn’t as delicate as she looks.
interesting.
he’s never been bad at keeping from acting on impulse, and the night has been far too boring to prevent him from seeking company from yet another stranger. after a few moments of observing and ensuring that he won’t, in fact, get decked by someone the girl may have come with, he makes his way over from his table.
“hey,” it’s a decent start, and it certainly doesn’t belie any intentions one way or another. he keeps his body language as friendly as he can; a wolf in sheep’s clothing. “what’cha doin’ looking so miserable in a place like this?”