"I'm NOT jealous."
βYouβre jealous,β Kibum responded as he slid into a stool on the bar, his skin shiny with a thin layer of sweat. Kibum had come to the nightclub with the sole intention of losing himself in music and hopefully, in someone else and heβd spent the last hour doing exactly that, scoping out his partner for the night by dancing with person to person. After countless dance partners, heβd finally made his way to the bar, thirsty and hot, to be greeted by the look on Taeβs face.
Laughing at his exclamation, he shook his head.Β βYou totally are!β He could only guess it was because Kibum was spreading himself around the patrons of the nightclub but had yet to lay a finger on Tae, despite his flirting. It was partially in revenge, at being left high and dry in New York but also to save himself the effort. He never knew when the other would tire and move on, he understood that now.Β
