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@⤫ s. naeun I grunt softly, still a bit annoyed that you keep insisting about me being cute of some . "Actually, I mainly tend to position myself around men. Men don’t find things 'cute' and I absolutely do not act cute around them." My lips curve upwards into a sadistic smirk, my eyes displaying slightly as I stare straight at you. "How I act around them is rude like always, but cold. I won’t hesitate to give them a cold shoulder and a death stare. There is no me showing them mercy in our conversations." I shake my head, letting my eyes fall shut for a few seconds. A deep breath comes in through my nostrils and I let it out through my mouth. "If you were to describe me as dark? That wouldn’t even scratch the surface, I’d kill just for fun. I like to watch people’s pain filled faces as I torture them. It brings a smile to face and a certain happiness in my soul." My eyes flicker over in your direction. This wasn’t a way of me trying to scare you off. I tried my best to explain it without going too deep into details. If I had given you more details there would definitely be fear striking in your soul, and you would most likely avoid being around me. "Torturing the human body, seeing how much it can take before it gives up just... does something to me. I love the feeling." My eyes shift away from you, not wanting to look you in the eye right now. I decide that I have said enough for one time. The dark world of sadistic twits and dirty masochists is way worse than anybody could imagine. There are things that aren’t talked about much and things that would deter somebody so quickly that you wouldn’t even be able to say hi without them darting away and leaving you in the blink of an eye. On the 'darker' side of the city there is the rich and the drug dealers. The es and the money sharks. I would be sad to say that I am sort of a mixture of all of those things, except for a e, that is one thing that I am not. "Yup, I guess so." I shrug my shoulders, I am now unbothered by your little acts of teasing my with your drink. My eyebrows knit together and I turn towards you with confusion. I glance over to the wooden area where people were dancing along to the music then back to you. "Uhm, but there is a dance floor. Isn’t that how you bumped into me in the first place? By getting hit by a person dancing?" I snort, rolling my eyes. If this was a way of you trying to get me to dance with you then that is where I would draw the line. I do not dance. I can feel your gaze on me but I choose to ignore it, letting me eyes fall on the table while I remember my past. "I don’t think I needed help. I did it because it was fun for me." I laugh lightly at your question. "I don’t really think that you’d like to know that... trust me." Flashing you a reassuring smile before I continue on. "I also would like to harass and torture the stray and wild animals..." I purse my lips, at the embarrassment from my own confession, trying my best to hold in my laughter. "You know, like those little desert scorpions? I would take them by their tails and drag them around." A strangled chuckle leaves my chest, I really did find all of this amusing and I was trying my hardest not to.

@⤫ j. jungkook "I guess it's all because you don't see yourself through my eyes is all and I'm sure if you were sitting down and speaking to others like this in such close proximity, they'd possibly be thinking the same thing too. So I don't see the things you speak of, I mean you would have a whole other outlook on yourself whereas, I'd have one of yourself too. However, now I'm gonna find out more about you and your 'dark' path in life, so please do go ahead." I mutter softly as I shrug my shoulders, not minding one bit that you were talking about how I rambled before seeing as I know myself and I know that I have the habit of rambling time and time again if I get nervous, anxious, or simply don't know how to indulge in a conversation as properly as I'd like and I tend to just go off-topic with the random things that muster up in my mind. Once I'm throwing another drink in my glass, my lips purse a bit as I think about myself getting stone drunk as you described just now and a little shiver travels through my body. Thankfully, I have a good liquor habit and I don't get drunk easily, I tend to handle my alcohol fairly well, so even if I am high or tipsy I'd be able to remember every single thing from tonight. It's not like I've been drinking all day plus all night- if that was the case then I'd be drunk like a skunk. However, that's not the case. "Looks like I'd be finishing off the bottle on my own then, not that I mind, I am happy to be able to free up a bit and just drink, pity there's not a dance floor in here that I could get up and go dance." I muse softly with a pout of my own lining my pink brims as they wrap around the rim of my glass before tipping the crystal glass towards my lip and taking a bigger sip this time; akin to a gulp while looking back at your cute, handsome features and my umber colored orbs skim across your features as I notice that your fringe of black hair falls over your eyes a bit. Hindering the sparkling pupils from my view, along with the sharp jawline moving around each word, pretty, pink lips pursing as you speak and your nose scrunching a bit unknowingly I believe as you smirked and explained the story at hand as I hum under my breath. "So you've always needed help as a kid- psychologically I mean? No offense or anything to you though, of course, it's just maybe if you got the help needed back then things would've been different, but it's not my place to say anything or judge, so do carry on. If I may ask though, what kind of sick and twisted thoughts you had in your mind?" I muse softly and take another large gulp, feeling my body heating up as I feel hot under my clothes and I shrug off my jacket before placing it on the chair next to me.

@⤫ s. naeun I purse my lips when you still insist on calling me a bunny, narrowing my eyebrows a bit at you. I mean yeah, it could take a knock at somebody else’s pride, but that wasn’t really what I was feeling. My pride was something that I held dearly, something that nobody could even attempt to bruise. "How though?! I’d really like to know how and possibly why you see me as those things?" I huff a little bit, about to start pouting but catching myself since it’d most likely only make matters worse. "But I’m not too sure if your words are hurting my pride as so much they are only offending me." My eyes glance over at the finger you lift, seeing it coming towards my face. Why do you have the want to touch me so much? Wow, I must be very irresistible. Hums lightly to myself, the smug smile on my face only growing wider. My smile quickly disappears and I gasp quietly. "Gee thanks. My smile looks like a damn rabbit, tch. I haven’t heard that one before." I can’t help but start to pout now, my bottom lip unconsciously being pushed outwards as my eyebrows knit together. Well at least you were honest with me. A bit brutally honest, but sometimes we need to hear those things. Even if you didn’t tell me quite an important thing. "I guess I just don’t have to smile then, huh?" I let out a small sigh, looking up at you with softened eyes. "Is my smile really that bad?" Honestly I really wanted to know. I listen close to you, and when I hear your next words it makes me snort a bit at you. Really? It seemed like you were just kind of rambling on a bit, but what ticks me off or what gets me off? What a delightful question. Well if I put enough thought into it I could give you an answer. "Hm. I guess I’ve already said that pissing others off is how I get my release." I shrug my shoulders, my gaze remaining on the wood of the table until I hear you clearing your throat. My eyes shoot back up to your face and you really didn’t know what you’d be getting yourself into if you would do that. "But if you make mine angry then the results of that wouldn’t end too well." A deep, low chuckle leaves my throat and I shake my head at your question. The huskiness of my voice has me surprised, not knowing that I could’ve gone that many octaves lower than my normal tone. Also I wanted to know what caused my voice to end up going that low. "Nah, I told you that I’m alright... after all one of us has to be the sober one. I intend to remember this night, if I start drinking now, I won’t stop until I blackout." It was true. This is where I usually found myself after having bad days or just a hard time with life really. And I’d drink and drink and drink until I couldn’t remember anything. Of course it’s all come back to me in pieces when I wake up in the morning, coming along with a terrible headache. Once I tell only a fraction of my life story, I roll my eyes at you. You had no idea how ed up I was as a child, but you were just about to find out. "Okay... but even when I was young I enjoyed manipulating and sowing discord among my fellow townspeople." I laugh at the memory. "I was sick and twisted at a very young age... this was maybe when I was about mmm... five?" I nod my head thinking that was a reasonable age, I was probably correct too.

@⤫ j. jungkook Listening to everything you have to say, a peal of surprising laughter cannot help but be elicited past my lips due to the fact that you're being hung up on the fact that I called you a baby and a bunny and that must have angered and ticked you off even more than necessary. "I cannot help but uh see you as a bunny and a cutie and a baby. I'm truly sorry ahaha, I guess it could be quite offensive to younger males to be seen as such. Even older males too, a hurt to their pride I believe?" I query as I purse my lips and I reach up to poke a spot I was eyeing but I know it would be crossing a line so I chose not to do so right now and I simply look at your features with a soft smile. "You have a bunny smile of some sorts, so yes, you do remind me of one," I mutter honestly before pushing out my couplets a little as in deep thought. Nodding to myself as I listen to you talk about the demons from the past, I didn't know what to say about having you be my punching bag. Yes, of course, it's tempting, but I also don't wanna cross a line of no return. What if we're both toxic for one another in the end and instead of helping each other we just make matters worst? That would be quite a shame, it has me sighing sadly as I look at you and click my tongue. "Well, if your demons haven't left you as yet too, then I could say the same for me as well darling because mines are still hovering around me too. So it's a win-win for all huh? Not necessarily a win per-se but seeing as you're into the sadistic tendencies. I wouldn't know what makes you tick and what gets you off." I cannot help but tease even as I'm trying to not relive the past experiences I've had with my own demons and squaring off with them on a nightly basis. Sometimes working late at night helps, but most times, I have to suffer through the pain and deal with the on my own. Shaking my head a bit away from my stupid thoughts, I clear my throat and purse my lips a bit. "If I make your demons angry, then that might help me in the process too, to stray from my own demons and focus on yours," I murmur more to myself than you before clearing my throat and chuckle a bit as I finish out the drink in my glass and I tip it towards you as I purse my lips a bit. "You sure you don't wanna have a drink?" I question before you start up, maybe some liquid courage might help in the process as I nod my head and wave my hand for you to start up. "Sure, start wherever you like, I would listen to it all. After all, you did get me curious..." I state as I swirl the cubes of ice around in my glass a bit and look at you while listening as I flash a smile and hum softly. "Sounds neat and simple, go on, I'm listening," I state softly while giving you a fond look and I tilt my head curiously, resting my folded palm under my chin as I tip my head up to meet your gaze and I look at you with softened orbs as I process everything that's being said. Comparing a bit to mines too, but of course, my situation is a bit different from yours, much different and it has me much more curious.

@⤫ s. naeun "If I had already been called a sadist before, don’t you think that I’d be used to it and not get surprised?" I raise my eyebrows cocking my head slightly to the side. "That question kind of answers itself don’t you think?" I roll my eyes before frowning, giving you an unamused expression. "Yes I do know what the term means, thank you very much." Huffs as if I had just been insulted by you thinking I don’t know the definition of the word sadist. "I’m not an innocent little child you know?" I sigh softly blinking a few times as I feel that each time you take a drink you’re trying to rub it my face; if that was the case then it was working. When I catch your gaze I can clearly see the joy in your eyes when I mention my most commonly used name, until your face changes and you grimace a little. It has me confused since I didn’t say anything sad, or at least I didn’t think that I had. When my nickname rolls off of your tongue almost immediately my head shoots into your direction, I was still very responsive to that one, but it had always sounded the most innocent of them all. Even though they all did sound quite childish. I clear my throat, nodding my head softly. "Alright, Kookie it is. I’m glad you like it." Thinks for a moment before strongly disagreeing with you. "No that wouldn’t make life easier, that would probably just cause more problems. Nobody wants other people going through the things the keep private, that’s why it’s private. It should be up to them for whether or not they would like to tell you." I click my tongue squinting a little bit at you. "It’s just who I am, trust me there really isn’t anything that you could do to fix this attitude of mine. I’ve been like this for a long time and I don’t intend to change." I pause again while I think of what you have said, before nodding my head. "You know what, go ahead. I agree to being your personal punching bag or whatever, I’ll most likely just enjoy and piss you off even more." My expression changes and I look at you blankly before sighing deeply and rubbing my eyebrows in a tired way. "It’s not that I was confused really, I was more... wondering? Yeah, wondering I guess, about why-- tch, you know what I don’t have to tell you this. I’m not very good at talking either." Crosses my arms over my chest in a huff until you call me a bunny, that was too far. You’ve crossed over a line that you shouldn’t have, calling me a baby already s with my mind but a frickin rabbit? Hell nah. "Do you seriously think I look like a rabbit? If not then why do you keeping calling me a baby or a cutie or freaking dang rabbit?" I try my best not to pout but I can’t help when I accidentally, almost involuntarily push out my bottom lip looking at you with softened eyes. If I tell you anything you’d think of me as an absolute douchebag since I was the one that betrayed, and lied, and cheated my way to be in the high position where I am today. "Who’s saying my demons are in my past? They’ve never left me, so you’d better be careful not to make them angry." It would’ve been a joke if I had laughed, but I didn’t. I said that with a totally serious expression because it was true. My demons torment me on days when I finally think that I’ve gotten over them and I’m going to be okay. "Whatever, I’ll tell you since it’d give us something to talk about. Let me see..... where should I start?" I am a man of many different personalities if that says anything, a young mysterious stranger that you could possibly see again if fate was on your side. "Why don’t I start from the beginning? I was a normal kid at first I guess you could say, my parents weren’t the richest and we lived in a very small village." I stop to make sure that you’re following, my life didn’t seem that bad but it was just about to get way worse.

@⤫ j. jungkook "You seem surprised to be called a sadist, is this the first time you're being called as one?" I ask curiously and tilt my head to the side as I clear my throat a little and purse my lips a little in the process only to laugh a little and my lips quickly. "That's interesting nonetheless, but I was about to ask you, do you know what the term sadist suggests though?" I muse curiously and I take yet another sip from my drink, loving how it warms me up deep from inside and I sigh in absolute content as finally, I feel the stressful week finally leaving me and not having me caged in its claws yet again. My orbs flickering over to meet yours as I purse my lips, trying to not laugh at the 'little ' nickname; instead, I feel a sense of sadness as I think long and hard about it and it has me frowning deeply. However, I just nod my head and clear my throat a bit as I whisper one of the nicknames that honestly caught my interest quite a lot, because in my eyes you're adorable as , whether you agree or not. I know you don't agree with it and it bothers me not as I just look at you and speak the name softly, "kookie, I love that one a lot. I'd settle for calling you Kookie then and I really wish I had psychic powers haha, makes life a lot easier, don't ya say? That way I could know exactly what's going on in that head of yours to have you in such a y mood quite a lot of the time." I state out curiously and purses my lips a little. "Well, I'd be awaiting your answer about being my personal punching bag, but it's not like I'm strong like you to even do any kind of damages to begin with, so you do not have to worry," I murmur gently, reaching over to give your arm a little pat and an amused brow. "I was speaking a lot of ual earlier and you did look like a confused little bunny in all honesty, so maybe in that aspect you're innocent and you're not innocent in another possibly dark aspect, but I won't know," I state quietly and perk up curiously upon hearing you start to tell me a little about your past, your words causing me to stare at you intently, orbs clouding over with mild sadness at the thought of you being betrayed, but then again I have had my fair share as well and I believe that's what helps us grow a lot in today's world too. "I won't mind you telling me if that's what you're comfortable with? I wouldn't want to bring up your past demons and messed up memories and possibly ruin your night, so thread with caution Kookie, it's totally up to you. You don't owe me anything." Flashing you a gentle smile after my words, I take another long drag from my scotch glass, my lips to collect any remnants on my pink tiers and I flicker my curious orbs back to your handsome features as I admire you from afar but yet so close, wondering just who I've met tonight.

@⤫ s. naeun When I heard your words it immediately caused a dark blush to paint across my face. I actually had never realized that’s what I am. A sadist? "I uhm, didn’t know that. Haha, I guess I am a sadist, huh?" I laugh to myself kind of loving the way the word sadist leaves off my tongue. I draw circles on the table with my fingers, lifting my gaze back up towards you when I hear the syllables leaving your lips. "A nickname? I guess you could say I have quite a few nicknames, but I don’t think you’d want to call me 'little ' hm?" Alas, the most common name that people call me. But, away from joking around I guess I could tell you my other nicknames. I still do remember the nicknames my parents would call me, or the other children un my village. "I- if you really want to shorten my name I suppose you could use kookie, kook, or kookoo?" Now that I say it out loud it must sound idiotic. I really sound stupid. Those nicknames were childish, after all they were my childhood nicknames. "Oh yeah? Are you psychic or something? If we’re being honest I wouldn’t mind being your personal punching bag. If that’s what you want?" Damn. I wasn’t even the one drinking and I’m talking like this? What the hell os going on?! Do girls always mess with your head like this? This feeling is so unfamiliar but I also kind of like it in a way. "A- actually, I think I’m going to have to get back to you on that offer." I give you a wink, clicking my tongue as I point you a finger gun. My eyes flicker your way when I see you taking a sip of your drink, obviously enjoying it. Is this your way of trying to make me buy a drink? By showing me 'how good' yours tastes? I knit my eyebrows together as you speak, curling my lips at you. "Innocent? Man, I really haven’t heard that word in a long, long time. Maybe I play the innocent card sometimes but hell nah, I’m not innocent." Flicks a few tufts of hair out of my face sitting as if that were something to proud of. I let out a long sigh, rolling my head as some moody teenager would before sitting back up straight. "Fine. I really don’t know what there is to say, I don’t think you’d be interested in hearing my life of betrayal?" My memories flash and the people who I used to be so close to came to mind. It had been too long since I had pulled out their memory and who could blame me? You can’t run away from your problems and now that you’re curious I guess I’m going to have to remember.

@⤫ j. jungkook "Hmm, so you're a bit of a sadist huh? Like being thrown around and uh--- roughed up?" I ask with a little chuckle being given as the sound elicits past my lips and I purse my couplets a little in deep thought as I chuckle softly. while shaking my head as I purse my lips while humming under my breath. "Interesting though Jungkook- mmh I have to find a nickname for you if you don't mind, your name is a tad bit long." I chuckle at that as I hook both my palms under my chin while looking at you intently and click my tongue softly. "I had a feeling you'd have liked being roughed up and such; that's why I was thinking that you could be my possible boxing bag if you wouldn't mind of course." I tease you once more as I chuckle out in amusement and shake my head fondly as I tilt my head to the side and flick my tongue against my now dried lips, before taking up the glass filled with scotch, moving the glass around in a slow circle as to mix the ice with the alcohol and I sigh in content as I take a little sip from the glass, my eyes lighting up as my lips pull into a pleased smile and I perk up at you as I notice you once again being confused due to my words it causes me to snicker under my breath as I tip my head a bit, leaning my cheek on my curled hand as I shake my head. "I would like to think this is all an innocent act? But I'm so unsure right now- are you just playing around and pretending to be innocent? Or are you seriously innocent?" I muse under my breath as I click my tongue and heave a soft sigh as I continue rimming my glass, moving my fingertip in slow circles around the smooth, glassy top while peeking over at you from time to time. "So, Jungkook, tell me a bit more about yourself? If you don't mind, of course, I mean...If we're going to spend some time tonight together, it'll be nice to talk and get to know one another, no?" I ask mildly curiously as I scoot my chair closer to yours, due to the sounds coming from the speakers, the music ringing through the cozy bar we're located in and I don't want to have to be shouting your ears off, all due to the fact that you'd be having issues hearing whatever I'm trying to ask or say to you.

@⤫ s. naeun "Mmm....." I wasn’t too sure if complimenting me more would be the right approach, but I guess if I were to get used to it, I’d probably be having to hear it more often. When I hear your last sentence I immediately sit up and shake my head. "No, I’m really not worth it and I wouldn’t want to put that silly lie in your head." Why? There were so many questions and I really wanted answers, but I didn’t want to overwhelm you to the point where you just can’t take it anymore. I’d sound like an annoying child asking their parents why this or why that. I really don’t want to do that to you since we are sort of getting along better than we were before. Even though I do enjoy your company, bugging people to the point where they want to explode gives me a happy feeling. You give me a different feeling, one that I can’t identify because it is so vague to me. Maybe I had felt it sometime way back then, but it’s now and now I am very unsure. "Well, confused is really the only way to describe it without going too deep into details." I shyly look away from your gaze, worrying my bottom lip with my teeth. I release my lip when I start to lose feeling in it due to how hard I was gnawing on it. Clearing my throat, I let out a sheepish laugh shrinking down in my seat a little bit. "I guess that’s just what makes me different I guess. You could try it, I don’t know if it’d have the same affects on you though." I let out a happy sigh, feeling lighter now. Chuckles softly but quickly closes my mouth when I see your hand coming towards my face, freezing like a deer in headlights until your hand returns to you. "I don’t mean to sound like a broken record, because I keep on using the word 'confused' a lot." Places one of my hands onto the table, tapping my fingers to create a soft drumming sound. I take in a deep breath when you excuse yourself to go retrieve another drink, slumping back as I shut my eyes for a moment trying to process everything. In one corner of my mind I sweep all of my doubts and unsure emotions underneath the rug where I’ll probably take them out and look at them later. When you return to the table where I am sitting I quickly open my eyes, and sit up straight again upon feeling your presence. I chuckle seeing that you find interest in asking me questions, almost like a nosy interviewer. "Kay, if you really wanna know...... of course I wasn’t just going to let you get away that easily when you practically knocked me onto the floor." Now that I’m thinking about it, maybe when I lashed out at you it was mostly out of embarrassment. Nope, I’m not going to do this right now, I shake my head pushing my thoughts away yet again. "Maybe I would’ve enjoyed it a bit more if you were a tiny bit more aggressive than you were. I definitely wouldn’t have minded if you pushed me around." I shrug my shoulders thinking about your question before I answer. "Tension? Uhm, I’m not sure how to identify that really." Scratches at my neck, finding out that is where my hand usually ends up when I’m nervous or something like that. Of course, I answered you truthfully and I wasn’t just trying to be difficult for once in my life.

@⤫ j. jungkook "I guess, I have to work on making sure, I compliment you a lot more huh? Show you how much you're worth those compliments." I state with a soft, fond smile as my eyes crinkle at the corners and light up with a bit of cheekiness, only to purse my lips as I look at you curiously and nod my head slowly. "Confused you, that's...An intriguing way of putting things." I murmur more to myself than usual, the fact that you're being so mysterious and edging me on further makes it a much more exciting activity for me. I'm a bit of the curious type, and I know what they say, 'curiosity kills the cat.' Guess I'm looking for early death after all. Upon listening to your further explanations as to why you do what you usually do with pushing people off the edge and ticking them off, it has me pursing my lips in amusement as you begin to make me see you as an adorable boy rather than a rugged, moody man. It's endearing, to say the least, but as I admire your features from my vantage point, I choose to not say anything as my lips and nod slowly. "Sounds like something relatable, the ed up life I mean, because I don't go around ticking people off purposely, although, if it does help, maybe I should try your ways huh?" I state up, before chuckling as I nod slowly and reach out before leaving to pat your cheek very gently. "Okay, my bad, guess I took it in another way and I shouldn't have, my humblest apologies handsome." Flashing one last grin your way, I walk back over to the bar, meandering my way with the scotch glass securely trapped in between my slender digits as I order a half bottle of the scotch along with a bowl of ice so that I wouldn't have to continue walking back and forth. "Thank you," I smile politely to the same wary bartender due to the earlier issues concerning me and you, and now look at us. Talking it out and even laughing now and again as if we're long time friends. Once I'm finally back to our spot, my eyes rake over your frame curiously as I slide into my seat and I start fixing myself a drink, while peeking up at you now and again while humming to the music blaring from the speakers around the cozy bar. "So, do tell, seeing as you chose to bicker with me of all people, was it as you expected? Or would you have preferred for me to be a bit more passive-aggressive and slap you around a bit?" I cannot help but tease you as I chuckle in amusement and I lean both my arms on the table before me, allowing the drink to sit there for now while looking at you imploringly. "Did I help you ease some of your tension as well Jungkook? Or maybe it's just another tension you have all along and choose not to see that." I state cheekily as I wiggle my brows, wanting to tease you some more, but honestly not wanting to over-do it and possibly make you uncomfortable as if I'm crossing some unknown boundary, after all, I'm merely a stranger to you and you do look quite young too.

@⤫ s. naeun I laugh sheepishly lifting my hand up to rub the back of my neck, feeling a little bit warmer than usual. "I don’t know. I just... don’t really get complimented that often if not at all. Actually I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard somebody compliment me, so it’s just an unfamiliar feeling and I don’t really know how to handle it." I quickly shake my head stopping myself from continuing on any further. Why am I telling you this? You don’t need to know this, we barely know each other so I’m not obligated to tell you anything. "Well I’m not sure if you’ve noticed already but I am obviously not like other people." Lets out an awkward laugh only to knit my eyebrows together. Interesting? I’m interesting? Why do you keep on telling me these things? It makes me wonder, maybe everyone in the world isn’t as bad as I thought they were. Maybe my perception on life was all wrong because you are not like other people either. I fiddle with my fingers underneath the table. All of my life I’ve been so sure of everything but now that I’ve met you, you make me question my literal being. Everything in life doesn’t make sense anymore, what are you doing to me? My head lifts back up and I turn back in your direction. I wonder what would happen if I try to be nice for a change? I’m not saying it’s going to be easy but at least I can try. "Ah, no. There’s no need to apologize it just.... confused me." I nod my head, thinking that 'confused' is probably the best word to explain it without getting too deep into detail. "Oh. But I guess if I helped you in a way then you are welcome." I have a small feeling inside that maybe I should apologize for my actions. That was another thing I could never remember myself doing. I think that apologizing is a little too low for me. "My life is always frustrating and quite frankly I do enjoy pissing other people off. It just kind of cheers me up I guess." A low chuckle leaves my lips and I nod my head at you in agreement. "Yeah, I can see how you could perceive that I was that way but I just want to let you know that I’m not like that." I immediately sit up straighter, whipping my head around towards you. "I’m not uncomfortable. I’m just very confused. Uhm, I was just tapping on your leg a- anyways. That’s not really what I was thinking, right now not many things are making too much sense so it’s hard for me to process all of my thoughts." Snorts softly, a little amused at you. "I think I’ll just relax with you right now." I nod my head deciding to push any bad feelings away, giving you a wide smile causing my nose to wrinkle up.

@⤫ j. jungkook "Why is it so hard for you to handle being complimented huh? You look like you're gonna eat my head off or something just because I told you that you're y and cute," scoffing at that, I purse my lips a bit as I peek over at you curiously. "Other people would be honored hearing these things from someone but you on the other hand, huh- that's what's make you really interesting; you pique my curiosity a lot," I murmur as I shake my head and I continue sipping from my drink as I take notice to how you preferred to turn your face away from me, rather than lean into the touch and it has me nodding my head in understanding due to realizing that you prefer not having any kind of skinship. It makes me really curious about you, but I don't want to push the line as I smile sheepishly and whisper apologetically, "sorry for crossing that line there, I shouldn't have done that, it was a momentary weakness." I state clearly as I nod my head and then snort a bit as I click my tongue a little at that. "Well, I guess it was a tragic meet up and a very uh infuriating meet up too- but say what, apparently it did help me get over some leftover steam from the hectic and frustrating week I had, so thank you for that hmm? And I'm guessing that you also had a hard time and it helped you lashed out at someone in a sense." I murmur as I move my finger around the rim of my glass before looking up in amusement due to you being embarrassed by those words and I chuckle under my breath as I nod my head slowly. "Men nowadays, even some women too are quite uh- tactical when trying to get that ONE thing from someone, so I needed to make sure is all," I mutter firmly and honestly, before listening to your stutter and I chuckle as I remove my foot and murmur softly. "My apologies sir tsk- didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything mmh? I was just doing what you did to me earlier, let you feel how it felt, felt like I was trying to get inside your pants huh? I do apologize." I clarify as I my lips and gaze at my now emptied glass. "I'm gonna get a drink, would you like a water or anything to eat?"

@⤫ s. naeun I lift my eyebrows at you waiting for you to finish. I can see that o have made my point and pulled the little guilt trip with you. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t do it on purpose I was just giving you my honest answer, it wasn’t my fault that you felt guilty afterwards. All of this time my gaze never leaves from your face. Upon hearing your laugh it causes my to also laugh, but sheepishly and a little awkward since I don’t know what you’re laughing about. Was something I said funny? I was just giving you my genuine input, I want trying to make jokes. "Oh no no no. Don’t be sorry. I know I’m very frustrating and a lot of the time I’m being difficult on purpose. For this instance, yes. I admit I was purposely trying to pick a fight with you. Before you ask, no I’m not going to tell you why I was doing that because that’s not for you to know." My face twists up yet again, why are you complimenting me? Why now?! Of all times?! "Uhm, noo?" Your theory actually made me ponder why I act that way. There was no actual set reason why I did it, of course I knew I wasn’t trying to push people away. I guess I act that way because I enjoy it. It makes me happy, and I get a real good kick out of it. How far can I piss people off without them absolutely blowing up? That’s the question that always lingers in my mind. I was just about to speak when I see your hand coming towards my face. Your touch was gentle and it scared me. I had never felt anything like this, it was a strange unfamiliar feeling for me. No one had given me attention of affection like that I’m my entire life. As a reflex, I was about to seat your hand away but I was reminded that you are a lady. No matter how tough you claim to be I will absolutely at no point in time ever hit a woman. If it was anyone else that’s be different, I wouldn’t hesitate to smack them away. Instead of hitting you, my body flinches and I move my face, turning it the other way. "Yeah, th- thanks." I nod my head, still a little shaken by your actions. "Hello Naeun. Hah! Don’t lie to yourself, I know it was NOT a pleasure to meet me!" I burst out, speaking rather loudly highly amused. "I’m not one to 'change my mind' once I say something, I’ll stick to my word." A snicker accidentally escapes my lips when you choke, hoping that you didn’t hear that. I was surprised when I saw the pink tint that brushed across your cheeks, did I do that? My eyes widen and I immediately shake my head frantically. "No! I would never do that! Why would you even say something like that?!" I’m embarrassed that you would assume such a thing. I absolutely was not even thinking the slightest but like that. My eyes remain fixed on the table for a moment then my head springs up to look at you when I feel your foot brushing against my clothes calf. What are you trying to pull with me? I give you a sour look, curling my lips up as I look at you. "Uh..... mostly in mind right mind, haha." I chuckle awkwardly, still being able to feel your foot, I’m really not sure what’s going on right now except that I’m starting to feel a bit uncomfortable. "W- what are you trying to do?"

@⤫ j. jungkook "I---" I honestly find myself feeling so horrible and guilty due to hearing you saying these things and I feel so bad, but your previous nickname did manage to shock me and I cannot help but laugh softly as I look at you and quirk a brow as I lean in closer. Not necessarily caring about your personal space so much as before as I feel something about you drawing me in even more as time goes on, my eyes finding yours as I flicker my gaze downwards and I take a peek at your clothed chest before shifting my orbs up to your handsome face. "I'm sorry for saying that, you're just...Infuriating- but I'm more so interested...Indeed I am, you're kinda y if I may say so, even while being a so called jerk- I'd really like to say that my gut's telling me it's all a charade, an act to push people away." I whisper softly and my lips as I bring a hand over to your cheek, briefly caressing the fair, smooth flesh- knowing that by now, I'm possibly crossing too many boundaries where you're concerned to list and I find myself not necessarily caring as I test your name out on my tongue, whispering it and nodding slowly. "Jungkook, a cute name for such a rigid young man, interesting," I smirk lightly and chuckle as I move back so I could slip a hand in between us, much like my previous actions when I was trying to buy you a drink in apology and I wiggle my fingers in your direction playfully. "I'm Son Naeun, it's a pleasure indeed to meet you handsome, Jungkook." I smile once and I my lips, before laughing a bit and shaking my head at that. "I see, if you change your mind, my offer still stands, I'd be happy to buy us another round," I state and nod my head once, before getting back to my drink and as I'm taking another sip, indulging in the sweet rummy taste, my eyes finding yours as I choke a bit on my drink and I have to cough a little, tapping my chest as I clear my throat and feel the heat traveling from my cheeks down to my neck as I quirk an amused brow over at you. "I - huh, is that a way of trying to get under my dress hot stuff?" I tease playfully and I even make a move of crossing my left leg over the right and I nudge your calf this time with my shoe, but your jeans protect your leg so it doesn't affect your skin as you did with me earlier. Moving my foot against the jeans clad flesh carefully, but not too wildly as to cause a reaction per-se as I look over at you almost innocently. "To answer your question though, no....No one has- are you sure you're in your right mind to think so Jungkook?"

@⤫ s. naeun Your figure becomes smaller as you get further away and I get up out of my seat darting towards you. I make sure to dodge around the drunk people and the people who were just dancing around. As I get closer seeing down in the chair I hear you immediately spit at me. I wiggle in my chair finding a comfortable position before I lift my eyes to you, looking a little confused. You hiss at me spitting each and every one of your words out with hatred. I make an ‘o’ shape with my mouth still looking puzzled until I remember the remark i had made before you had walked away. My eyes open a bit wider, taken aback at how much you have to say to me. "I think I’m starting to have second thoughts about the crying part. Maybe you guys are easy to piss off and the more sensitive ones cry." I nod my head a few times, taking pride in my answer. "Yeah, that’s it." My eyes bounce back towards you and I immediately catching your aggravated expression. I am taken aback at how much you have to say to me, and quite frankly I feel like you have already punched me down. It doesn’t make me upset or saddened it just causes me to smile at you. "Those are some really harsh words and I’m not sure that you mean them all. Uhm, no I absolutely do not go around targeting innocent people. Maybe because I don’t usually get slammed into by a very pretty lady every time I go to the bar. Are you calling me blind?" I blink my eyes at you, biting back a laugh as I find all of this very amusing. "Okay, let’s say it wasn’t your fault but you could still try and be a little more careful next time. A punching bag? I’ve never been used by a punching bag before, it sounds thrilling. You know, getting to see how hard you can punch me. Mmm, maybe I’ll check back with you in a bit once I properly think that over before I sign up to be someone’s personal punching bag." I give you a wink, clicking my tongue at you in a flirty way. "Well I mean I do like the insults. How bout we leave that offer on the table for now, kay babes?" My cheeks puff up as I air into them, slowly blowing it out. It’s clear to me that you are probably serious about using me as your punching bag, but like always I turn it into a joke. You could take a swing at me right now and I wouldn’t be surprised. I’m a jerk. Born a jerk, raised a jerk, and will always be a jerk. I’m an and I know it, but I guess that IS just who I am. "Aw, I’m interesting? You flatter me too much. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. How silly of me. I am Jeon Jungkook, not that you will care at this moment but I’m sure you’ll remember me." A frown etched into my features and I look at your glass then the empty spot in front of me. I shrug my shoulders not really having a good explanation to give to you. "I just didn’t want another drink. I don’t really see a problem there." I lean forward, resting my hands on my chin and letting out a deep noisy sigh, looking up at you with an almost lovestruck stare. "Did anyone ever tell you how ing y you look when you’re upset?"

@⤫ j. jungkook As I ponder over your words once I'm settling into my seat, I snort softly as my gaze shifts away from the front activity of seeing people talking and laughing. Some playing pool and drinking their beer or rum as I click my tongue; your annoying words coming to play at my mind again and irritate the living hell out of me as I think them over time and time again. "Just because I'm a woman he expects me to cry like a little girl, ugh! Men are such s!" I exclaim as i slam the glass down against the coaster and huff out in vexation for probably the umpteenth time today. Even though, your adorable features come to play behind the back of my brain, i choose to ignore all that in order to focus on the fact that sincerely,you're a douche. Upon hearing your voice following my trail and feeling your warmth coming close to me as you settle in the chair next to me, I cannot help but snort as I shake my head and fixate my orbs on you. "Man enough you said? Oh yeah? Last I check, a man won't dig at a woman just coz we're females and insist we're the type that's easy to cry." I spat out as I feel the annoyance aggravating me much more from your earlier statement as I huff out and click my tongue in absolute distaste. "You're really an annoying creature aren't you? Let me ask mmh? Do you go around in all the bars when innocent people such as myself want to just have a nice drink, let loose a bit and relieve some wind up stress and you just them up? All because of a little incident that clearly wasn't my fault but you want to say oh I'm blaming the other person. If you had eyes you idiot, you'd have seen she was clearly wasted! But no, you want to be a little ing brat and take out YOUR anger and frustration on someone and needless to say sadly I was the target huh? But now that I'm thinking... Is it really that bad I met you tonight after all? Maybe I could just use you as my punching bag and er in a punch or two to feel less stressed out huh? What do you say, you annoying brat? Care to have me use you as my personal punching bag? Coz last time I check, you surely wouldn't mind being on the recieving end of having insults and harsh words not to mention possibly harsh actions thrown your way." I murmur as I study you intently wondering what ed up side of the city you woke up in to have you be this sort of individual and it drags my curiosity around in my mind, wanting to push focus off of my own demons to catch in order to grasp at yours and find out more. "You're an interesting individual, whatever your name is. Pity you decided to storm off insisting you're a "man" and didn't buy yourself another drink." I state, my fingers coming up to make the air quotes when I mentioned your manly status as if to rile you up and push you over the edge even more seeing as that got you to this point. Sitting here in front of me... Next to me perse as your attitude stricken features clash greatly with the adorable and handsome look you could have carried off pretty well if you didn't open your mouth earlier; pushing all those initial thoughts down the drain in my cluttered mind.

@⤫ s. naeun I raise my eyebrows at you crossing my arms over my chest giving you a look as if I’m waiting for something. Your aggrivatuon is very clear to me and I watch you in anticipation, waiting for you to explode at me. Yell, scream, hiss, something. I just want you to do something, anything. Every action has a reaction and I want to get a bad reaction from you. Both of my eyebrows are now raised and I lean in a little closer towards you wanting to get on your nerves. When you calm yourself down I let out a disappointed sigh. That definitely wasn’t the reaction I wanted. I wanted something a little more, well just plain rude. But I guess I’ll take what I can get. At least you were a little ill mannered with me. "Yeah, someone like you." I carefully think my words over, feeling like I need to give you a little push to make you more aggravated. "I meant someone like..... a woman. I wouldn’t want to hurt a woman’s feeling and make her cry." As I speak I talk in a tone that someone would use if they were talking to a baby. Noticing your eyes jumping to the side, my telex is to turn to see what you’re looking at. The only thing I see is the bartender and a pitiful look on your face. I scoff letting out a very forced and sarcastic laugh, wondering why in the world you would ever feel bad for the bartender. If he has a problem he has legs and can use them to walk away. Besides, we’re not disturbing anyone except for each other. I am immediately snapped out of my thoughts, thinking I must’ve heard you wrong. "C- cute? Did you just call me cute?" My head shakes and I frown, pouting lightly to myself. Why weren’t you mad? You literally just called me pleasant company. I’m not pleasant company. I’m horrible company. People can barely stand to be around me, so why don’t you? This was all very new to me and I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I’ll just be plain with you, new things scare me. I tend to run away from things I can’t understand. I am not liking your new attitude change. Not one bit. I look up at you with narrowed eyes, still trying to contemplate and rearrange my thoughts. "Y- yeah. Only my foot because you said you only want my foot away from you." The more I sit here with you the more baffled I become, but it’s confusing because I’m still understanding you. I lean back on the counter watching as you savor the liquid in your glass. "That’s a good choice. You shouldn’t waste your breath because you could ask me a million times and I’ll still reject your offer each and every time." My face twists up and I glance at the bartender again. Who cares about the bartender? I really don’t care if we get thrown out but it’s obvious some people care more than others. I look at your hand when it touches and my mouth is slightly gaped open unknowingly. Why do you want to spend more time with me? You weren’t supposed to want to. I was the one that intended to annoy you but it seems like I’m the one getting worked up now. "What are you talking about?" The barstool spins as I immediately hop up out of my seat. "Hey! I am man enough!" Without taking time to ponder anymore I chase after you, sliding into a seat next to you.

@⤫ j. jungkook "I---" I was just about to retort it all back to you and speak my mind yet again, fury and annoyance clouding all sense of my judgement as I stare at you and I heave a soft sigh as I breathe in deeply once again. This time, you rendered me speechless, seeing as you actually sound sincere. 'Someone like me?' What does that even mean? You don't know me either, for all you could know I'm a horrible person that deserves horrible things being thrown my way. "What that's supposed to me? Someone like me? You almost sounded sincere." I scoff and roll my eyes at that, not wanting to show that you surprised me and you made me stumble over my own words and i just try to focus on the drink being passed my way as the bartender repeated my order and he looks at us with wariness clouding his dark orbs and I find myself feeling guilty for being this way as I look over at you and i swallow down the lump in my throat. "Clearly I was quick to judge that someone who seems to look devastatingly cute could be such unpleasant company." I sneer back but this time it comes off as teasing as I actually find myself feeling slightly better... A bit lighter. Am I insane?! How the am i enjoying this banter with you? Am I the sadist here, it has me flustered and embarrassed even though, my job shouldn't even make me into such a mess before you but here I am feeling bashful as I stare at your chest and clear my throat as i feel your breath brushing my ear making me shudder unconsciously due to the feeling. I am unsure as to what game you're playing but I think to myself that maybe the bar counter isn't a good place to play this game seeing as the bartender is looking at us like we're a threat and he'd throw us out any minute if this immature bickering continues. "Only your foot then?" I find myself speaking up and I'm perplexed as to why did I even say something like that, my eyes flickering away from you so I could face my drink and I pick the glass up in my dainty hands, taking a much needed gulp as I sigh in content and close my eyes, relishing in the sweet but rum flavored taste sprialling down my throat. "Tastes really good.... Should've let me order you that drunk when I offered.... Seeing as you're so stubborn, I won't offer again." I murmur with a cheeky smirk as I my lips and gather my glass in my hold as I press into you once more and murmur softly. "You could sulk here by yourself or you could get yourself another drink and go to the back with me where we could have our not so friendly fight.... Seeing as the bartender isn't giving us a happy look right about now and I don't know about you but I'd rather not be kicked out before I could get thoroughly ed up." Chuckling at that and shoving your chest almost gently but without force to it, I murmur as if I thought some more, "and maybe we could see what else you'd have rather not keep to yourself. Who knows.... I mean if you're 'man' enough." I sneer and chuckle as I take another sip from my scotch glass and start walking away to head in further and find a spot to sit down and enjoy my honey laced drink.

@⤫ s. naeun A light hum escapes my lips and I tilt my head slightly to the side listening quietly to you. "Oh I’m a darling now am I?" Grins smugly, tightly shutting my eyes as I shift my position in the stool sitting up a little prouder. I clearly only listen to the first part of your words, picking and choosing what I want to hear. "Why would anybody purposely slam themselves into somebody? I mean they probably might if they’re an attention seeker." I shrug my shoulders wiggling my nose as if there was an itch and I sniff before placing my focus back on you. My body leans a little bit to the side as I rest my hand on my cheek, propping up my elbow on the bar counter. As you continue you speaking the only things that are running through my mind right now is how I can piss you off even more. I give you my best smolder look, only half paying attention to you. Once again I shrug my shoulders when you interrogate me with your question. "Looks like somebody’s angry." My bottom lip gets pushed out towards you giving you a pouty face. When I thought of coming to the bar I had never in a million years would’ve imagined meeting you here. Something about this whole situation seems to brighten my mood. Maybe it’s seeing others in pain instead of me, it lets me know that I’m not the only one that suffers in this world. I’m being drawn further and further, your words seem to bring me in almost having a magnetic effect on me. "Who laughs at this situation? Mmm, somebody like that of you’ve never met before." To myself I sound almost like an annoying guru when I give you an answer. Your face looks twisted in disgust, which is either aimed towards me or my attitude. Either way it’s still my fault and I feel proud of that. I roll my eyes when you turn your back to me yet again but when you’re swift to shoot another insult at me I click my tongue in annoyance. "Well how rude. Not that I’m offended or anything because I can just as easily insult you back. But, I wouldn’t want to offend anyone like you." My last sentence I don’t say in an impolite manner but I say it with meaning as if I genuinely care for you. Since our first meeting you’ve seen that I can be rude so if I’m being nice now it seems to irritate you even more than me being unmannerly. I stop poking at your leg and I roll my eyes at you. "Need I remind you that you know nothing about me sweetheart, so how would you know if I am a decent man or not?" My lips curl and I slowly move my foot away from your leg. I seem to have reached my limit and I just pushed you over the line from angry to absolutely furious. This was what I wanted though and you have just given it to me. What does this teach me in life? If I act this way then I get exactly what I want. When your hands grip onto my clothing I glance down at your hands then back up, meeting your eyes, immediately noticing your deadly gaze that you are shooting me. "Ooh, naughty baby." My eyebrows wiggle at you and I purse my lips, obviously not being affected by your warning. Showing no sign of fear or backing down. I seal my lips closed in order to hear you when you lean down. After I’m finished listening to you I quickly blow into your ear before you pull away, shooting you a wide grin when you glance back at me. "Mmm, okay. I’ll keep my FOOT to myself because that’s what you want."

@⤫ j. jungkook "Oh darling, don't flatter yourself thinking I actually chose to bump into you. You could scream hot and daddy and boyish through and through all you want, but I definitely won't want to slam myself into someone like you." I sneer out but I'm suddenly reeling in my tracks at the melodious sound of your voice. Your laughter raising my pores due to how appealing it sounds and that annoys me even more so. It makes me feel frustrated deep down to the pit of my stomach, feeling the anger and irritation in the white of my bones. "Are you a sadist or some ? Who the laughs and find this entire situation amusing?!" I look aghast at you,beyond flabbergasted by the entire situation unfolding right before me. Your cheeky smirk doesn't go unnoticed as I roll my eyes and place my focus fully onto the bartender as I hand over the wad of cash. Thanking him softly as I feel your shoe knocking against my bare calf making me get annoyed. Even though, my skin tingled slightly at the touch, I focus on the irritation and fuming rage building up inside of my frail body as I breathe in and out deeply as I repeat the mantra in my mind. 'Calm down Naeun, breathe in and out... Ignore him he's just a little brat.' Once i feel a bit grounded, I finally turn around for my orbs to meet yours as I look at you from head to toe and flash a tight lipped smile. "Did you want something you obnoxious prick? Or would you be a decent man for once in your goddamn life and get your filthy foot away from my leg?!" I finally crack and splutter out the ending in sheer annoyance and rage. If I was one of those cartoon characters, steam would be coming out from my ears as my cheeks are reddened from the flush that the fire builds up and is just a minute from exploding. My fingers grabbing at the lapels of your shirt as I tug you and I was about to hold onto your throat but I don't want to be tagged as a man abuser, and possibly be thrown out the bar. So I lean down to whisper sweetly in your ear, "if you don't want both of us getting booted out from here, i suggest you keep your foot to yourself. Wouldn't want anywhere on you getting hurt now would we?" I smile softly as I pull back, eyes flashing anger as I glance down at where my knee could directly be aimed for your crotch with necessary force if need be.

@⤫ s. naeun Seeing how your sweet innocent little woman act immediately changes into big bad, rude and standoffish, I have to admit that I am more than taken by surprise. I am shocked, I am flabbergasted, I am something that is too big for words to express. Your whole new demeaned bites back, and it bites back hard. The feistiness and your fiery spirit causes me to have a slight interest in you. No one had ever talked to me that way and when you did I have to admit.... I liked it. When your face comes a little closer to mine my immediate reflex is to back up. I knit my eyebrows together eyeing you up and down. "Hah. How am I a hypocrite? You don’t see me running around slamming into the first person I see. Maybe you should learn how to properly walk in those." I motion my finger down to your shoes, clicking my tongue in disbelief when you turn your back to me. I know that you are not trying to ignore me, nobody gets away from me that easily. Clearly seeing the anger and irritation written all over your face causes a smirk to appear on my face. My mouth opens as I was going to attempt to turn your attention back towards me but you already whip back around to continue telling me off. For some reason I am now smiling at you, and I’m enjoying every word you spit at me. A normal person would most likely be insulted or hurt by these words but I am loving it. Why am I loving it you may ask? Well the answer to that question is I really have no idea. It’s just something about the way your whole demeanor screams moxie. "An old, fuming pig?" I laugh out loud, genuinely finding your words funny. "I haven’t heard that one before. And trust me doll when you have an attitude like me you would think you’ve heard them all." I know what I’ve got myself into, I’ve poked the bear and now I must face my consequences. Yes, I know life is hard and everyone has their good days and bad days. It seems like you are on the down side of life’s crazy roller coaster and I might’ve just made it worse. Or maybe I’m helping you in a way, it might be better to take all of your anger out on me since I’m not really bothered by it, rather than a poor unsuspecting person. My barstool spins in your direction, my whole body is now facing you and I listen while you order your beverage. My eyes follow the bartender and I give him a small nod as he wipes up the drink you had made me spill earlier. My eyebrows raise when I hear the drastic change in your voice. It’s sweet and soft, unlike the way you had just talked to me. As I sit on the stool I’m trying to think of any way I can possibly annoy you further. After a few seconds of pondering, I extend my leg towards you tapping against your calf with my boot

@⤫ j. jungkook Your entire attitude and demeanor blew the breath out of me fully, - how did I think someone like YOU could be good-looking, even remotely so? It has me scrunching my nose in distaste at your annoying and sour mentality, but I cannot help but burst out laughing as I shake my head, a roll of my eyes are given as I lean in closer and sneer back at you, not one to back down from a fight- especially one that wasn't my fault, to begin with. "It should've spilled on your ing clothes, you're such a hypocrite," I mutter lowly as my head tugs back and I'm pulling away from you in order to turn my attention to the bartender, wanting to ignore the displeasure of even meeting you, but before I could even occupy my meandering thoughts with the idea of grabbing something nice to drink and calming down the boiling sensation of the crimson flooding my veins; my eyes find yours once more as I hiss out but loud and clear enough for you to hear me over the blaring sounds from the bar. "You know what? Who died and made you God? Huh? Someone isn't supposed to make a mistake around you is that it? You look young- but you surely have the mentality and personality of an old, fuming pig!" I spat out and finally, I decided to let go of the fuming anger that's enveloping my system, it's not you alone having a ed up week or day, heck- my days have been filled with so many performances and routines, double the amount due to parties being lined up night after night. I'm tired, drained, and emotional, not to mention, my love life practically as well. No hope, whatsoever, so you being you of all things right now, doesn't add to my comfort or happiness, instead, it simply adds negativity and stress. "Could I please have a Jack Daniels Honey on the rocks? Thank you." Trying to flash the bartender a little smile, as he scurries over to wipe your spilled drink, I apologize to him with softened and saddened eyes. "Sorry for the mess, it really was an accident."

@⤫ s. naeun The bar was noisy and it didn’t seem to be calming down. As the time passed it only became more and more riled. Most of the people here were already intoxicated by the alcohol and the other half were sober or too busy caught up in all of the commotion to pay any kind to what is going on around them. A few moments later I find myself getting rammed into by a woman that seemed to be uneasy on her feet. Her stumbling clumsiness causes my body to jolt forward and I end up knocking over my drink, spilling the contents onto the countertop. Not one second afterwards I immediately turn in her direction seeing the woman’s small frame falling into the counter, anything but softly. For a minute I’m taken by surprise but quickly shake it off when I remember what you have just done. Thankfully the drink had only spilled onto the counter and did not touch my clothing, if it did I would be more upset with you then I am right now. My eyebrows knit together and a frown begins to form taking over my lips as if it had become permanently etched into my face. When you can retain your footing I part my lips about to make an outburst but I am stopped by your voice. Upon hearing your words I sneer at you curling my lips as if you really expect me to accept your apology that quickly. My gaze meets yours and I give you nothing but a cold stare with an expressionless face. "Oh you’re sorry are you? You know sorry doesn’t always cut it neither does blaming your mistakes on other people." I roll my eyes glancing down at your hand letting out a light scoff then fixing my gaze back to your eyes. "I don’t think that you’re going to be able to buy me with drinks. That is not how you apologize to someone, maybe next time you should watch where you are going." Crosses my arms over my chest staring straight at you once again. I was already having a bad day and a clumsy woman had to come and make it worse.

@⤫ j. jungkook Her look--> https://64.media.tumblr.com/d77214a560d87d7e9831ade3081fc32d/09e50781c637f5d4-d9/s250x400/18bb9921e3dda08492fa55e917daacec1bac98a9.gifv

Doom and gloom seems to always be the wager hanging over my head. What more could there possibly be out there for me that's not something addicting or toxic? Nothing- hence here I am, on my day off specifically, dressed to at least try to impress and maybe meet some new friends or a friend if I'm lucky, I ventured into the noisy and mildly crowded bar. Orbs flickering wildly like an anxious stray cat, ready to scamper off into the distance, the overwhelming darkness and chokehold of emotions being clogged up in my larynx causes my breathing to hitch repeatedly as I try to breathe in and out deeply. Inhale. Exhale. I keep repeating this like a mantra in my mind before walking over to the bar counter, eyes fixated on the bartender, however, i don't pay heed to my surroundings and the bump that causes me to stumble forward right into your path as you're sitting next to the spot I was aiming at. My body crashes against your bar stool with a soft whimper being elicited past my lips due to the lash my frame succumbed to. Once I'm regaining my balance, the drunken girl; my assumption she's drunk that is, doesn't bat an eyelash, too busy frolicking and dryhumping the male she's with. My orbs finally flicker up to your face and i frown deeply as my head tips down in an apology. "Crap, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to....I was bumped into and its my fault for focusing on the beverages rather than to watch where I'm going. Could I perhaps buy you another to make up for the little stumble?" I finally manage to muster up the courage, a small smile spreads across my pink laced couplets as I bring a slender right palm outwards once I'm not too much into your personal space any longer. In hopes of achieving a friendly smile and forgiveness for my mishap and a possibly handshake, not to mention you're pretty cute and easy on the eyes.

@⤫ s. naeun /I let out a deep groan, gritting my teeth together causing the little vein in my neck to pop out-becoming more visible. It seems like nothing is going my way today, maybe it’s just bad luck or something. I slam down a stack of papers, not caring to finish because it’s probably just aggravate me more. Grabs my jacket off of the coat rack, sliding onto my shoulders and storming out the door.
I walk down the street in a huff, not knowing where I’m going, just following where my feet carry me. I turn a few corners and cross a few sidewalk, and eventually I find myself at the bar. With a light scoff I shrug my shoulders and walk inside.
As I enter the building immediately the air is filled with the chatter of the customers, strong alcohol, and smelly cigar smoke. Takes a seat on one of the barstools at the counter, calling over the bartender to order a drink.
Sips my drink slowly, trying to numb the irritating feeling and forget all of my pain, even if it is only for a few hours.

@⤫ b. chan mm. she is, clearly.
/snorts softly as the cat trails between my legs, something im used to, and its a relief that it's her in the end because i'd feel awful taking home a cat that isnt mine
/leaning down, i crouch a little and extend my free hand to pet over her fur, smiling down to her for a brief moment before i rise up again, looking up at you
i guess that's a good thing it's not that late... early? yet.
you've still got time before the sun's up.
/taking in the weight of your words, i ponder them for a moment, knowing you're likely feeling something similar to the one thing that drives me to staying up all night
/but instead of saying anything about it, i end up laughing at your words before bringing my cigarette up again, peering at the lit end of it before sighing softly
yeah. bad habit.
havent been able to shake it.
/not mentioning that it's been a habit for a few years now, or that its my own messed up coping mechanism for the flurry of emotions that i try to bury deep down, i bring it to my lips to take another long drag, the smoke leaving my lips in puffs as i laugh
/when i look up at you, i see that same look in your eyes, a certain need for company, one i figure you wont voice, and when you ask about my cat and step back, i figure im right
char. short for charcoal.
since she's a black cat, and all.
/she sits nearby, as if content to just let us talk as she waits and bathes herself, and i look up at you while you're glancing away, flicking the cigarette away from me and stepping on it with my boot before i reach out, hand catching your own
why dont-- why dont we go back to my place?
gotta bring char back, anyway.
you can chill for a while and i'll treat you to a drink.
/its for your sake just as much as it is for me, that certain longing, needing you, fueling me as i lift my free hand to hook over my shoulder as if to gesture to my place

@⤫ l. minho oh-
she's yours?
/asks as i watch the feline make a figure of eight between my legs before returning to your side, blinking because what are the odds of that?
/i choose not to question it, smiling instead because i'm just happy she's been reunited with you and you don't have to worry, i know how frightening it can feel thinking you've lost something as precious as a pet
me? oh you know, work
/motions vaguely behind me as if the club i frequent for my second job is in sight, though of course it isn't, making me lower my hand, returning it to my leather jacket's pockets
as long as i don't have to see the sun rise, it's never too late for me
/it comes out a little more solemn than i was wanting it to, leaving me staring at you for several moments, clearing my throat after a moment and glancing away
i didn't know you smoked
/says suddenly because it's a distraction from myself and i'll take as many as i can get, part of me wanting to regret meeting you out here but another, bigger part can't bring myself to feel such emotions when it's you
bad habit but... it suits you
/lifts and drops my shoulders, more moments of silence hanging between us before i lift one of my hands and run it through my hair
i should probably let you get going
/my body language says the complete opposite from what my words are telling you, i crave your company to make what's been a painful night a bit more bearable - i need you to reach out and hold onto me, to not let me go, just for tonight
what's her name by the way?
just so, you know, in case i run into her again
/asks as i take a single step away from you, nodding to your cat and looking at the feline because god knows it's easier than looking into your eyes when my own emotions are soon to betray me as they swim in my spheres

@⤫ b. chan /tonight was a night where i avoided the bar, letting one of my employees take care of it because after realizing my cat wasnt anywhere in the apartment, i knew i had to go look for the little one
/but it was after a while of searching around the nearby area that i realized the animal was nowhere to be found, and so i started my search elsewhere
/somewhere along the line i had forgotten to reply to you because of the frantic search for my cat, not because i didnt want to talk to you or anything like that
/there was no way i was going to let my cat get away, not when she's been the main anchor for me all these years, and so somewhere along the line my anxiety got the best of me
...
/lighting a cigarette with shaky hands, i take a long drag as i walk, calling out for my cat while peering into the shadows, really hoping i can find her before it gets too late
/but as i walk down the sidewalk, boots clicking along the pavement, though i pause as i look up and see you standing there, illuminated by the streetlight, and i bring my hand up to wave just a little, though its the hand with my cigarette
i was looking for my cat, actually.
but...
/gesturing down, i breathe a soft sigh before a small laugh leaves my lips, and my cat threads her way between your legs before coming over to mine, rubbing her cheek against the familiar leather hugging my legs
seems like you found her.
what are you doing out here then, huh?
seems a little late.
/asks with a slightly raised brow, offering you a tired smile in return before i bring the cigarette to my mouth, letting it perch between my lips as i take another drag, careful to blow the smoke away from you

@⤫ l. minho /it's been a couple of weeks since i've met you, keeping in contact since i left my number on a napkin for you the second night i visited lethe, none of it has been awkward either which makes me very grateful
/glancing at my phone as i'm walking from the club i work at, i sigh when i see no reply from my last message, figuring you got busy and i'll just get a reply later
/but i need the company, though i don't feel my best tonight after the day i've been having, honestly i'm ready for a scalding shower and my tiny bed, no more humanity today
/it's why i don't mind the company of a cat that seemingly comes out of nowhere so suddenly, blinking at the sight before i crouch down, petting it's head gently when it seems more than happy to receive attention
you're definitely not a stray, what's a pet doing out here?
are you hungry?
/asks as i scritch under the cat's chin, smiling as it purrs and nuzzles me for more attention, feeling slightly bad about leaving it out here but i needn't worry considering i see it following me soon after
where's your owner huh?
did you run away?
/asks the cat these kinds of questions, sighing to myself as i look up at the night sky, seeing the stars and not for the first time do i wish i could run away, though where to i don't know
/the sound of footsteps makes me look down, seeing a figure oncoming and i stop, taking half a step back until the streetlights illuminate who i'm looking at, and i can't help but smile, though it's still tired
minho--
/i'm reminded of what my coworkers have been saying for the past couple weeks about you, making my smile falter but i don't believe them, i won't believe you're just playing me
hey, what are you doing out here?
don't you have a bar to run?
/asks as i stand there, your cat sat at my feet and looking rather proud of itself, my head tilted slightly as i'm still trying to figure out whether i even want to go straight home now i've seen you and naturally want to hang about a little longer

@⤫ b. chan i must always be your equal?
mmn.. i suppose we'll have to see how that will work.
/teasing you back, i raise a brow just at your words, knowing i likely wont listen to them but i entertain the thought anyway, just for your sake
/truly, i am charmed by your presence here, the littlest things you do earning that starry little twinkle in my gaze and i dont even know it
/lifting my hand, i gesture to you with a little wag of my finger and a shake of my head, tsking softly under my breath before i set the dried glasses aside, upside down
i suppose so.
i'll have to keep a seat open for you just in case.
/for a moment im distracted, and perhaps thats why i missed you down the rest of your drink, but its not until i hear it settle back down on the bar that i look up
/then you're climbing up on the bar and leaning over it, and oh god you're even prettier up close, those little freckles like the sun leaned down to kiss your cheeks herself
you're so pretty...
/whispers softly, allowing you to tug me close, and when your lips meet my cheek theres the fireworks again, and im melting right then and there, entranced as you let me go and head to the exit
thanks for making this a great night.
make sure you do it again.
/calls after you as you go, my eyes traveling along your body while you walk away, not in a predatory way but genuinely just wanted to get another good look at you before you go, some part of me fearing it'll be the last time i see you
yeah, see ya, chris.
/murmurs as the door falls shut, my playlist looping back to the beginning just as you're gone, and for once i dont feel as empty as i did before you came in for a drink