[1:34 AM] This was a stupid idea. You never did shit like this. Yet here you were, back inches away from the mirror as your legs hug over the edge of the sink counter in the dimly lit nightclub bathroom. Head still spinning after having squeezed yourself between a dozen desperate guys out on the dance floor. It was an intoxicating feeling, senses being muffled by the near deafening music as you took pleasure in brushing up against stranger’s bodies. But you soon grew bored. You didn’t really care about them, you were just looking for a little validation, a little release, a little outlet for your anger.
And now you’d found one. Beneath the red lights and neon signs you’d repeatedly locked eyes across the crowd. There was something alluring about him, although as much a stranger to you as everyone else in this club, something about him felt different. Something that had you drawn to him like a magnet, subconsciously maneuvering in his direction with every thundering beat from the stereo, unaware that he was doing the same. Unaware of the reality of it all, until you’d found yourself here, seated on the restroom counter top, lips parting for a stranger, inviting his to yours as he stood between your legs, his hands grasping your thighs, nearly tight enough to leave light bruises.
He was a stranger, but he’d told you his name was Changkyun. And that’s all you needed to know right now. All you needed to know so that your moans had meaning.
His front teeth grazed your lower lip as his mouth released yours, moving across your cheek until you felt his hot breath at your ear.
One of his hands crept further up your thigh.
It was so wrong, you should have said no, your emotions were getting the best of you, but it felt so right in that moment.
“Do you want me to make you forget, him?”
And there it was. Him. That word sounded so vulgar yet so unimpressed rolling off of his tongue. Somehow he knew. Somehow he knew there was someone else. Someone who had wronged you, that you couldn’t forgive but still couldn’t forget. Couldn’t get him out of your mind no matter what. So you were here tonight in a desperate attempt to do so, and somehow Changkyun sensed this about you. Maybe his situation was similar.
You felt Changkyun loosen his grip on your thighs as he pulled back to look you in the eyes, quirking an eyebrow as if he were trying to reread the mood, to confirm his suspicion. You watched as his piercing moved with his eyebrow and caught the light. Your chest rising and falling as muffled techno music from the other side of the wall filled the silence.
A short, breathy laugh escaped your lips, delighting you as slight bewilderment spread across his face in response, taking this as your opportunity to speak up.
“If you’re going to act like you know me, than I expect you to fuck me like you know me. Make me think that you care. Make me forget.”
You hooked your legs around the back of his, so as to pull yourself closer to him, to feel how eager he was. And he absolutely was.
His hands slid up the remaining length of your thighs and around back to your ass, as if he were trying to pull you in closer as well. Now it was his turn to give a brief, amused laugh as he glanced back at the door as if to remind you, or maybe even remind himself, where exactly you two were, before he turned his attention back to you, clearly neither of you seemed to care.
You watched as his tongue flicked across his lips while looking you up and down once more.
“Oh baby, that is something I can definitely do.”
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