#hyung

2.) Seonghwa

You’re dancing with your best friend, laughing and having the time of your life; Seonghwa and the guys are just a few feet away, dancing like wild animals, when you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see a tall, handsome guy, wearing a sweet smile on his face, “Hey, I was watching you from over there and I just couldn’t let the opportunity pass to ask you to dance.”

Your girls are all smiling and blushing for you, meanwhile, the guys are pass glances at Seonghwa. Everyone knows you’re both “having fun” together lately, though neither of you has confirmed anything outright. You smile up at the stranger, your fingers immediately finding the end of your braid and twirling it in your fingers, “Thanks but I…just came to dance with my friends tonight.” You expect him to accept your answer, but the way you’re so clearly flattered by him makes this guy wanna try just once more time. He gets just a bit closer, “Aw, come on…one dance? And if you hate me, you can toss me aside immediately.”

You slowly pass a glance at Seonghwa, who’s watching with an unreadable expression. You swallow and turn back to the stranger, “No, I’m okay, thanks—” “What are you doing, Y/n?” Seonghwa suddenly says, coming to you and interjecting, “He’s a handsome guy…you should dance with him.” You (and all your friends) turn to look at Seonghwa as though he’s grown a third head. Seonghwa looks at you, “Go on.” He’s acting cool as a cucumber, but there’s something in his tone; almost like a challenge. Like he’s wanting to see just how far you’ll get.

Never one to back down from a challenge, you turn your attention back to this guy, and you nod slowly, “Alright…one dance should be fine.” He smiles down at you and offers you his hand, to which you respond by taking it and following him a few feet away. The song changes to something more dark and sensual, and you gracefully hook your arm around the stranger’s neck, and he’s pulling you flush against him.

“Dude, what the fuck are you doing letting this guy dance with her?” Hongjoong says in Seonghwa’s ear, although his question goes ignored, as Seonghwa is absolutely entranced by you. He watches as you move with a deliberate sensuality that makes his mouth water. Far from being jealous, Seonghwa feels an insatiable lust bubbling deep within him that he’ll seek to satiate later when you’re back at his apartment— after all, Seonghwa agreed to let you dance with this guy, not go home with him.

3.) Yunho

Yunho’s lips are on your neck, devouring you with reckless abandon in the shadowy corner of the club. When he pulls away, his lips are red and raw, and he looks down at you with a dizzy smile, “You’re lucky we’re in public.” “Scaredy cat,” You tease, tugging gently at the lapels of his coat. “Lord forbid I keep an ounce of dignity left by not fucking you in public,” He chuckles, giving you one more kiss before pulling back, “Gotta go to the restroom for a second.” “Don’t keep me waiting too long,” You smile up at him. He winks at you in understanding and then makes his way to the men’s restroom.

You’re waiting for a good ten minutes, leaning against a standing table, your index fingertip tracing the rim of your now-empty glass. You’re sure the line to the restroom is long, but you’re getting bored. You wonder if you should go rejoin your group and just let Yunho find you all where you are, but just as you’re about to walk off, a voice sounds from behind you. “Excuse me?” You turn to see who it is, only to be met with a perfect stranger—

emphasis on the perfect.

“Hi?” You say, tilting your head as you try to figure out why he could possibly be approaching you. “Hi,” He says sheepishly, “I…saw you standing here and wanted to know how such a beautiful woman could possibly be at this club all alone.” “Oh, I’m not alone,” You clarify, “my…” You search for the right words; Yunho’s not just a friend, but he’s also not your boyfriend. In fact, you hadn’t really talked about how to address one another in public, “date is in the bathroom.” “Oh? Surely your date wouldn’t mind you accepting a dance then, while he’s occupied?” He smiles coyly. You stare at him for a moment, contemplating his offer.

This guy’s hot; not hotter than Yunho, but definitely still your physical type. Hm…would Yunho mind? It’s not like you’ve discussed being exclusive or anything…plus, it’s just one dance. It’s not like you’ll go him with this dude. Finally, you smile sweetly up at him, “Sure. A dance couldn’t hurt.” The guy wastes no time, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to the dance floor. He doesn’t even give you a moment to orient yourself before he’s already turning you around to dance on him. You blink a few times, a bit thrown off, “Oh, we- we doing it like this? Okay,” You try to sound casual, but you’re already a bit turned off. He holds your hips in place as he begins gyrating against you. He’s a terrible dancer, this guy.

Yunho’s drying his hands on his pants as he walks out, when he sees you and that guy. He watches as this man dances in a way that Yunho can only describe as trying to simulate some kind of humping situation. Immediately, Yunho’s expression falls into a venomous glare. If there’s something Yunho is, it’s territorial. Sure, you hadn’t had the conversation about being anything more than just fuck buddies, but from the moment he first touched you, his body and mind had already claimed you as his— and he doesn’t share.

Within a few seconds, he’s coming over to the two of you and sliding himself between you and the man, bumping him out of the way. “What the fuck, dude,” The guy hisses. Yunho ignores him, instead, gently putting his hands on your shoulders to guide you away, “Come on.” “Yunho?” You say, confused. “Can’t you see she’s busy?” “Can’t you see I don’t give a fuck?” Yunho says, turning and staring the guy down. He’s tall, but not as tall as Yunho. Without another word, the guy backs off, waving Yunho away to try to preserve some last semblance of pride.

Yunho leads you off the dance floor and out of the club doors. When you get outside, you turn to look up at him only to find he’s already looking at you. “Yunho?” You say his name timidly, feeling like you did something wrong. He comes closer, then tilts your chin up to look at him, “Don’t you ever do that to me again.” He doesn’t even give you a chance to respond before he’s pressing his lips to yours; not forcefully, but definitely in a way that communicates to you

that you are, without a doubt, his and his alone.

4.) Yeosang

Yeosang sits at the booth, catching his breath as he chats with Jongho. You’ve all been at the club for about two hours so far, and it’s getting hotter and hotter. You continue dancing with your girls, still not tired enough to take a break. Even as he sits and talks, Yeosang glances at you every so often, just making sure you’re okay— and to admire you a little bit. He loves watching you dance.

You’re just about to turn around to start dancing on your best friend, when you’re met face to face with an attractive man who’s looking at you with bedroom eyes. “Hey,” He says simply, a smile on his face. “Hey?” You straighten up a bit. “I know you don’t know me but I gotta say, you’re gorgeous.” “Oh, thank you,” You smile politely, giving a slight bow of your head. Yeosang doesn’t realize you’re talking to anyone, as it’s so loud inside the club, but when he finally does, he sits there and watches your interaction.

“Of course,” The guy continues, “Listen, if you’re down, I’d love to have a dance with you.” You raise your brows, a bit surprised. It’s not that you’ve never been approached by a guy before in a place like this, but it really doesn’t happen as often when you bring the guys along. Of course, this guy hasn’t even noticed the small group of men sitting/standing just a few feet away. The guy looks at you with hopeful eyes.

Yeosang’s heart is pounding in his chest. He really wants to get up and pull you to himself so this guy knows you’re unavailable…though he knows he has no right to do so, as Yeosang was the one who told you he wasn’t really looking for anything serious when you’d confessed your feelings to him. Yeosang flashed through your mind the second this guy asks you, but you quickly shove his face to the back of your mind. He told you he wants nothing serious; you can’t hold yourself back for him. Besides, if he doesn’t like you like that, then it shouldn’t bother him if you give another guy a chance.

“I’d love to,” You smile, taking his hand. This guy smiles and follows you a few feet away. Without hesitation, you wrap your arm around his neck and begin dancing on him, even going as far as to put his hand on your waist for him. Yeosang watches with an aching heart, his eyes never leaving you. The guy leans into your ear, having finally noticed Yeosang staring, “Do you know that guy?” “Hm?” “That guy at the booth— he’s been staring at you this whole time.” “Oh him?” You glance at Yeosang, meeting his gaze and holding it for a moment, before turning back to the guy, “He’s no one.”

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