#kxngdae

...I give up.

     The weather is cold but the streets are crowded as always, a feature of big cities that never fails to surprise Sehun. He often wonders why so many people are outside while covered in infinite layers of clothing when they could, instead, stay in the safety of their warm homes - but Sehun does often forget too that most people, unlike himself, don't actually work at home.      Home-- That was where Sehun was headed right now, mile-long legs taking him in quick big steps down the street, hoping that the fire he left heating up the living room in the fireplace had not died out in the short while he went outside.       And he was only a couple of blocks away from his small apartment when, in the rush of the situation, he bumped shoulders with a stranger walking in the opposite direction to himself; one frequent problem of Sehun's. Being vertically blessed often comes in disadvantage for there's a lot of himself for people to bump into.      "Ah-- Forgive me." He quickly apologises, giving a small head bow as he looks down at the shorter male. "Are you alright?"

It was another night for Zitao where his craving started to act up. And quite strong, might he add. But there wasn't anything he could do about it but conquer and craving, and so he found himself in some kind of a jazz lounge bar. Real cliche setting, but the potential victims were in higher volume here than in the clubs he sometimes visits. It was only about thirty minutes into his small hunt before a small crowd of potential's, four and excluding him, gathered around him. Two men and two women. Zitao had courted all of them in the same manner, his gestures gentlemanly, voice as smooth as honey, and the sophisticated aura around was just the icing on the cake. By now, Zitao already had his pick for the night, but he thought he could stay just a bit longer to string them along. He knew it was a bit of a cruel but he did like to have some fun. Before long they were all out of drinks and Zitao volunteered to go order some more, he slid out from the booth and made his way over to the counter of the bar. "Can I have another round of those martini's, please." The bartender curtly nodded his head. The incubus sighed softly, drumming his fingers along the surface of the counter.

"but you keep doing the mistakes." Ahyoung sighed. Kangdae kept breaking his promises, they said that every Saturday after Ahyoung finishes her shift at Hi Tea cafe, they would both study together and eat pizza  but he would always bail out and end up going to the campus parties and leave her by herself.