Chapter 13
Y/n pov.
“Ya’ll are wasted.” Yeji chuckled.
“Except me.” I shrugged as Yuna flashed me a goofy smile. Ryujin is totally drunk and just lying there on the sofa with her eyes closed, arms and legs stretched out like a starfish, as still as a statue. Lia was sitting beside her with a glass in her hand, cheeks flushed red. Chaeryeong was no where to be seen, god knows where she has gone to. She is probably still dancing somewhere in the crowd.
"Let's get them home first." Yeji suggested as she lifted Ryujin’s limp body up. "Yuna-ah, help Lia up." Yeji continued as she pulled Ryujin onto her shoulders. Other than me and Yeji, the others were extremely drunk. Well, except for Yuna. She was drunk, but still sobber.
"Let's go!" Lia pumped her fist into the air, giggling as she collided into Yuna's back causing her to wobble and trip over her feet.
"Owww." Yuna whined, struggling to get up from the floor.
"You okay?" I asked as I helped Yuna onto her feet.
"Yep, thanks unnie." She chirped.
"Where's Chaeryeong?" Yeji craned her neck.
"I'll go get her. Yeji, why don't you bring them to the car first?" I suggested, nudging Yuna towards the exit as I grabbed Lia before she collided with the wall.
"Sure," Yeji replied with a half-smile. "I'll come back to get you and Chaereyong once I have settled these three." Yeji continued, shaking her long silky hair away from her face. I nodded before turning around to start my 'Chaeryeong hunt'.
I pushed through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor without noticing the red-haired girl. For the next ten minutes, I found myself running from table to table, around the bar, bumping into a few of the Stary Kids members. However, much to my exasperation, Chaereyong was no where to be seen. I ran up the staircase, opened several doors, only to interrupt people doing...stuff. I even mistaken one girl for Chaeryeong and yanked her out of the room naked by accident. Gosh, that was so embarrassing...
"Where on earth is that girl?" I huffed. There is only one last place now...I went straight to the toilet, only to find an overdressed teenage girl puking herself out. There was vomit all over the floor. I felt a lurch in my stomach as the pungent smell lingered in the air. I held my breath and walked briskly out of the restroom. These underage kids... I blew out a breath once I exited the bathroom.
Just then, I felt a hand on my wrist, pulling me backwards gently out of a sudden. I got caught off-guard and lost my balance, staggered backwards and falling into the stranger's arms. "Hey beautiful, may I have your number?" A deep, husky voice emanated from behind me. I spun around, only to come face to face with a guy who is not much older than me. He sent me a flirtatious wink. Yes, he was hella attractive, tall, slightly tanned, well-built, blessed with perfect chiseled visuals. But his question and actions made me want to throw up at his face. Disgusted, I pulled myself away but to no avail, this guy is too strong.
"Let. Go. Of. Me." I snapped.
"Playing hard to get are we?" He purred into my ear softly. "Don't worry kitten, I won't hurt you." He continued as his perfect hear-shaped lips stretched into a smirk, making me roll my eye in annoyance.
"Did I not make it clear? Let go of me before you regret it." I glared at him.
"Your not the only one who is skilled in fighting, dear." He still kept his stupid, arrogant smirk on his face as he shook his lightly curled dark hair away from his eyes. Even though he was handsome, but...urgh, why is this guy so freaking irritating? He licked his bottom lip seductively. That would work on other girls, but not me. I felt my blood boil, as adrenaline rushed through my veins. I positioned my right foot behind my left, getting ready to swing my fist at his face-
"Taehyung sunbaenim, with due respect, please let go of Y/n." A familiar smooth honey-like voice called out, making me stop, which turned out to be a good thing. I turned my head to my left, noticing Hyunjin walking towards me with a smile playing on his lips. And wait... did he just say Taehyung? As in the Kim Taehyung from Bts? That * is part of the most powerful mafia gang?
My eyes widened slightly, as I glanced at Taehyung who just threw me an innocent smile. Hyunjin paused beside me and grabbed my other wrist. Oh god please no... I'm not going to become the rope in tug of war between these two mentally immature kids. I sighed and looked at the both of them who were starring intensely into each other's eyes. Hyunjin's eyes narrowed into slits, making him look like a fierce yet cute cat.
"Why should I?" Taehyung raised his eyebrow.
"It's pretty obvious that Y/n doesn't like it. Plus, she is my girlfriend." Hyunjin clicked his tongue, making me choke on my saliva. What the hell? "And I won't tolerate anyone else flirting with what is mine." Hyunjin continued.
"Hmmm, that is rather unfortunate. I would actually like to spend some time alone with you, Y/n." Taehyung lips curled into another smirk as he released my wrist, letting it drop to my side. Ew, disgusting. Hyunjin pulled me beside him almost immediately, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "I'll talk to you another time, sweetheart." Taehyung threw a smile in my direction, making Hyunjin glare at him. Seriously? These boys' drama is sooooo complicating. "And, I'll see you guys soon." Taehyung waved lightly before striding away. See us soon? What did he mean? I did not have anymore time to think as someone interrupted my thoughts-
"Thank me later darling~" Hyunjin teased. I almost forgot about the other *.
"Who's even your girlfriend, hm?" I huffed.
"Well, aren't you my girlfriend?" Hyunjin shrugged, pushing his brown hair behind his ear.
"Urm... Isn't it acting?" I quirked an eyebrow.
"It is. But you should still be grateful for me being here. If I weren't here, you would already get dragged into a room by Taehyung and he would-" I slapped Hyunjin's arm hard, making him shut up.
"Owwww! What was that for?" He whined with pouted lips. Adorable.
"You're not going to say that out loud." I hissed with my cheeks crimson red.
"What? What I wanted to say is that you would be dragged into the room and get KILLED by Taehyung. Why are you so dirty minded?" Hyunjin smirked at my reaction.
"Yah! You annoying brat!" I raised my hand and was about to smack him on his arm again. However, Hyunjin whipped around quickly, easily avoiding my 'attack'. But... me being my clumsy self lost my balance on those stupid high heels. I held my breath, preparing myself to land on the floor with my face.
"Woah. Don't get so angry, clumsy head." Hyunjin chuckled. I opened my eyes and noticed that Hyunjin's arms were around my waist and that I was clinging onto his neck. I sniffed the air and noticed a light smell of alcohol coming from his lips.
"Are you drunk?" I crinkled my nose. Alcohol is the most disgusting thing in the world, I can't believe people actually drink that kind of *.
"No, of course not!" He giggled, his eyes forming into crescents. He looks so beautiful when he smiles. "I only drank one glass of soju that Lee Know forced down my throat. I was glad it wasn't tissue though." He answered as he leaned closer. I sucked a deep breath. His nose bumped into mine gently. His gaze lowered onto my lips and-
"There you are Y/n! I was looking for you and my members the whole time!" Chaeryeong's cheerful voice called out, making me move away from Hyunjin, pink tinting my cheeks. Hyunjin laughed at my reaction. How dare that * tease me?
"*!" I scoffed.
"Clumsy head." He retorted. I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Did I interrupt something?" Chaeryeong lips were stretched into a smug smile. Teasing? Again?
Author's notes:
Annyeong! Long time no update:) Before ya'll say 'you hv finally updated!', I would like to say SORY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR NINE DAYS STRAIGHT😭! I was so freaking stressed about school😞 And like I promised, I wrote a slightly longer and more interesting Chapter for you guys😙 I didn't check this story for like 5 days and it has almost became 5k reads. Thank you for being so understanding and supportive! Ignore mistakes too pls, I hv not edited yet hehe. I LOVE YA'LL SM 💕💖🥰💜🫶🏻
~Yuwon