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Taeseok watched from the corner of his eye as Hyojae and his new man headed for the dance floor. No. Not new man. New bitch was more like it. Taeseok couldn't stand the sight of his ex with someone else, it made him feel physically sick to his stomach. That combined with the alcohol, he had to do his best not to actually gag in public.
"Fuck this..." Mumbling under his breathe Taeseok ordered another drink after taking another shot, and followed them to the dance floor. To his disbelief, the man with whom he cheated on Hyojae with was right there. He was dancing near the stripper pole in the corner. A wave of guilt hit him, but it didn't stay long enough for him to make a better decision. No. Instead, anger and jealousy took hold of him. Under his breath he mumbled, "You want me to go find someone else? That's just fine, because I already have..."
Taeseok made his way over to Jisoo, the man he cheated with. The man he, truthfully, did not want to see anymore. Though, acting against all better judgement, Taeseok walzted right up to him and started to dance with him, forcing a grin to spread across his face. The alcohol pumping through his veins aided him in this poor decision, and even in his own mind he hated what he was doing. Jisoo was a usual at the bar, and he was known for never being committed to anyone. As Tae danced with Jisoo, he looked over his shoulder, hoping Hyojae would see. He wanted him to see. His anger and jealousy got the best of him and turned him into a petty asshole and he knew it.
As soon as he made eye contact with Hyojae, he smirked, raising his eyebrow as if to taunt him.
Taeseok was literally minutes away from completely losing his shit. The calm manner his ex expressed only furthered his anger. Was he really doing this?! Was he really satisfied with this other lame guy!?
When Hyojae had found out about that night, he felt like his world was breaking. Maybe it was his arrogance and entitlement, but Taeseok really didn't believe he would leave him. The fights, tears and screams that occurred were something he pushed deep into the depths of his mind, locking it away because it actually hurt him. It hurt him to see the man he loved in so much pain.
Right now, however, he was pissed, and his petty self wanted nothing more than to wreck havoc on his exs night. Scratch that. Not just his night, this - this - this whatever he had going on with that guy.
"Desperate soul? Hyo, bunny, the only desperate soul I see here is yours if you really believe you've moved on." Ah. The nickname he used to whisper lovingly to Hyojae. Bunny. Taeseok spun on his heel, jaw clenched, and walked back to the bar. He stood there brooding and downing his drink until the bartender came by. Tae needed something harder than just a beer. This time he went with a tequila shot followed by a vodka redbull.
Tae's mind was swirling with a mix of emotions. There was no way he was going to just let his ex sit there and actually enjoy his night. No. Fucking. Way.
My Donghwa... Those words had a certain ring to them when they came from Rowoo. Had they come from anyone else he wouldn't care at all. The other guy from the closet managed to pull himself together, clearly intoxicated, and began to walk past them, but not before rudely bumping into Rowoo's shoulder and mumbling the words "little bitch" in his direction.
Donghwa paid it no attention, he was too wrapped up in the world of his friend. As Rowoo nipped at his neck he closed his eyes and groaned a little. He was already heated up and the little bit of attention he was receiving was enough to make him want more. "I'll tease you all I want." He whispered. Though, not before having another drink. "But lets get a drink together, shall we?" He raised his brow at his friend, grabbing his hand to pull him in the direction of the kitchen.
"Let's take a shot together, Ro" Donghwa reached for the bottle of tequila and a couple of used shot glasses, not caring they had been previously used. They were at a party, after all, and his goal was to get shitfaced and enjoy himself. After pouring two full shots he reached for a couple of lime wedges that had been pre-cut. The music was so loud he could practically feel it. Or maybe it was something else he was feeling?
Donghwa had lately been indulging further than alcohol. Before the closet hookup, he had taken ecstasy with the other guy, whatever his name was. He couldn't remember what he said his name was, and frankly he didn't care either. A little fun in exchange for some little feel-good pills? It was a party, after all.
When Hyojae called him out - in public no less - his blood boiled even further. Of course he deserved it, but he didn't take well to being humiliated, especially in front of other people. As far as Taeseok was concerned, he had merely made a mistake. A big mistake, but a mistake no less. A mistake that cost him his relationship. The worst part of the whole ordeal was that he had tried to hide it from Hyojae. Perhaps they would've been able to work through the issue had he just come clean when it happened, but he didn't. A risque text unveiled everything nearly a week later. Tae didn't even remember giving out his phone number, to be quite honest.
"You really think you'll find someone better than me?" Tae sneered arrogantly. He probably wouldn't have come off so strong if Hyojae's new companion hadn't been so cute. He would never admit that, but just seeing the innocent look on the other male's face made him see red.
After taking a deep breath, trying to calm himself, he stared at his ex with his jaw clenched. He was doing everything he could to hold himself back from getting physical. Seeing Hyojae's delicate complexion and those high cheekbones... As Taeseok's gaze shifted between the two men, a fit of possessiveness took hold. Hyojae was his.
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Kim Tae-Seok had just gotten off work and after the long and shitty day he had, he needed a drink. It had been at least six months since he cheated on his ex. Not that he had intended to cheat - no - it never happens that way. Taeseok was not a malicious individual. But careless? Yes. It happened of course at the very place he was headed to - the bar called BRIGHT SPARKZ. Tae had always been known for overindulging on occasion. It just so happened that, not only had he gotten way too drunk but he allowed himself to cross a line he swore he never would.
He sighed as he pulled the door open and sauntered up to the bar to order a beer. Not only did this establishment have a bar, but towards the back was a dance floor with loud music blaring from the speakers. It was a clean and upscale place, not to mention a bit pricey. It was not your typical run-of-the-mill town bar.
While sitting on the stool at the bar he took a sip and looked around over his shoulder at his surroundings. It was at that point that he could have sworn he saw his ex. Doing a double take, he was positive it was him. Taeseok stood up and walked over to the younger man who was sitting with another person - a sight that made his blood boil, even if he had been the one in the wrong. "You sure have some nerve to replace me so quickly." Tae wasn't afraid of confrontation.
Donghwa had been pressed up against the other man, his pelvis pinning the other against the wall. As he was devouring the other's mouth the closet door swung wide open. Slight irritation seeped into him until he heard the voice of his close friend. Rowoo. Their relationship with one another... was complicated in his mind. Yes, they certainly had the freedom to play around with others, but... the contempt was clear as day on Rowoo's face.
Donghwa wasn't the type to stay committed. He just couldn't. He had tried and tried in the past, every single time it had failed, and so he realized that perhaps a monogamous relationship was not for him. He needed the freedom to go wherever his heart lead him. And generally speaking, his heart was extremely fickle. He was like a moth to a flame as far as pretty faces went. Even as far as flings or open relationships went, nobody could ever lock him down for any length of time.
Except Rowoo. Rowoo apparently was the exception to the rule. There was something about that man and he couldn't stay away for long. Though he still needed his freedom, Rowoo was the one person he always went back to.
Donghwa stepped away from the other man, his face flushed not only from the alcohol but also from the steamy events of the closet action. "Ah... Rowoo..." He grinned slyly. As he took a few steps towards his friend he realized that perhaps he had taken one shot too many. Or three too many. Donghwa was known to party hard and never said no to a drinking challenge, and therefore usually wound up really drunk. "Oh my Rowoo... don't tell me you're jealous?" Raising an eyebrow he chuckled, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
Completely abandoning the individual in the closet as if it was yesterdays news, Donghwa went over to hug his friend and whispered in his ear, his voice an octave lower. "Are you wishing it was you I had been caressing instead...?" It was almost as if he was toying with Rowoo, and in a way he was.
“Those do look pretty delicious. Have you ever had them before?” A young male responded to the question the young woman asked to no one in particular. Although he had been coming to the island for several years for vacation, he didn’t remember ever seeing her before. Then again, she was dressed in a police uniform and Beom-Seok didn’t usually have encounters with the police. As a vacationer, he had always tried to stay on his best behaviour. “I think I might get one. Would you like one too?” He smiled at the young woman as he offered to buy her a pastry. @ambericedlatte
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Minjae anxiously waited for the man to turn around and answer him, and when he did he let out a sigh of relief. Perfect! He could order a new latte and bring it to his meeting. Though, Minjae didn’t exactly think it through, not even giving a thought to the fact that the other man was in a meeting, its not like he could just barge in. Okay, The Gwiyomi Grand Hotel, he repeated to himself. As the other man left in the direction of the hotel, Minjae apologized to the workers who were cleaning up the spilled latte. Once he reached the barista he pointed to the spill and said, “I would like one of those latte’s please. The same one that man from earlier bought. Actually, I’ll take two please!” Minjae grinned and eagerly paid for the two lattes. He was curious how delicious it would be and excitedly waited for the two drinks. “Thank you! Sorry again!” He waved and shouted out to the employees as he rushed out of the cafe. Minjae hoped he would catch the man before the meeting now, because he just realized it was an iced latte. The ice would be melted by the time the meeting was over! Minjae sighed in frustration. “Did I just mess up again...?” He mumbled to himself as he reached The Gwiyomi Grand Hotel.
Dark Roast. \\ open
Minjae was surprised at how the other male reacted, it was almost as if he didn’t care? Or was he really that angry? Minjae felt a wave of guilt wash over him. After all, it was his fault for spilling the latte. He also felt bad after glancing over at the employees in the cafe, who were not happy. As one of them grabbed a mop and headed towards the spill, Minjae turned around to other guy. “Wait! Where do you work?!” He called out to the other male, hoping to make it up to him.
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Minjae was walking down the sidewalk enjoying the warm sun beaming down on him. It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining and there was a light breeze. He had just gotten off work from the bar/nightclub, it was common for him to work a third shift. Surprisingly, he enjoyed a hot cup of decaf coffee before heading to sleep. Minjae decided he would splurge a bit and instead of making it at home he would grab it while he was out. As he opened the door to the nearest café to walk inside, he suddenly bumped into someone else who must have been leaving at the same time as he was entering. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” Minjae noticed the spilled drink all over the floor and instantly felt awful. “Are you okay!?”