"Yuri calm down, I can explain"
"It's okay. It's my fault. You don't have to worry. I didn't see anything. I don't know what was happening there. You don't have to worry" I shake my head trying to convince him and get the mental images out of my head.
"Yuri" he voiced it out in a calm way but it only gave me chills and not the good kind.
Just looking at his flushed cheeks and ruffled hair brought back the images I saw in the bathroom and I shook my head again.
I am too close to him. Enough for his sweet cologne and the faint smell of alcohol to infiltrate my senses.
He'd been drinking as well.
I look up at him again and see his eyes slowly adjusting to everything that's happening, a cloudy haze lifting from his kind brown eyes.
Why did I have a knack for witnessing things I shouldn't?
I don't want this superpower!
I just wanted him to go back to that girl and I wanted to get the hell away from here.
As if on cue the girl walks out of the bathroom with a frown on her face, more clothed than before, and stares at both of us at the end of the hall. Her frown only deepens when she sees us together like this.
"It's not it loo-"
"Are you coming back Soobin?" she asks with her arms folded over her chest as he challenges me for a stare-down I have absolutely no interest in. I look away and try to push Soobin away but his arm on me is stiff.
"You go ahead, I'll join the party in a bit" he dismisses her in a cool voice that is enough to raise goosebumps in my arms.
I look anywhere but at him or the girl. I don't think Soobin plans on letting me go. He'll probably threaten me not to tarnish his reputation or something.
I have to mentally prepare for the worst.
"I am glad you came. I had lost hope since you didn't show up at the fundraiser and you didn't know the address of the lake house" he pouts, his ugly boyish charm returning to his disheveled form.
His raven hair, once styled to perfection, is now mused, strands falling on his forehead but still holding the initial style's side part. His maroon bowtie is undone and the first two buttons are popped open of his silk white shirt. His blazer has a similar gold intricate design as Beomgyu's but is slightly different.
I avert my eyes and drop my hands to my side as soon as my eyes take in the peek of the collarbone from the open shirt.
He seemed awfully comfortable in this position so I coughed and cleared my throat. "Do you mind letting me go?" I ask without looking at him.
I am not sure whether it is my imagination or not but I feel his arms tighten around me a little before he drops his hands to the side, leaning his head on the wall as he watches me take a good few steps away from him.
Finally, when his cologne and the smell of alcohol are not saturating my senses, I look at him.
"I am glad you came" he gives me his bunny smile, putting his dimples on display. I am sure that smile charms a lot of people but knowing who he is, is enough to dilute any charms he might throw my way.
"Yeah well Beomgyu didn't leave me much choice" I shrug.
Soobin's drunk smile diminishes enough for the dimples to disappear. I look around us and then back at the stairs.
I should go down.
Any whisper of sleep or tiredness went out of my mind after the whole bathroom thing.
"You came here because of him? Not me?" his faded smile morphs into a pout, his swollen lips puckered together with his bottom lip sticking down.
I don't know how to answer him so I keep quiet. He pushes himself away from the wall and walks towards me. I can't take a step back becue if I do, I'm going to trip down the stairs.
So I just stand there till he is too close to me again and my eyes are wide from our close proximity.
"That makes me sad" he tilts his head and pouts, his kind eyes looking a little hazy and sad. He looks so innocent like this.
Who would guess looking at him like this that he had a part of him inside another human being just a few minutes ago?
Also, was he just now, flirting with me?
I look at him incredulously and slap myself mentally. I am sleep deprived and suffering from a princes complex. He wasn't flirting with me for god sake!
He has a girlfriend! Whom he was otherwise engaged with just a few minutes ago.
I shake myself out of my head and focus on the drunk boy in front of me. He is drunk and we are at the edge of the stairs. I will just tell him I didn't see anything and that whatever he does is none of my business and get going.
San covered for me at home and they only allowed me to stay out this late because they thought I was with San and they are loosely correct but I don't want to push my luck. I want to find San and get away from this place.
And probably bleach my eyes.
"Soobin, whatever you were, uh, doing, it has nothing to do with me and I can promise you I will not tell anyone about it so just please can I go now?" I ask.
The reason why he is trapping me here is to ask questions and make sure I do not tell anyone about his rendezvous right?
Hell, I was none to tell anyone anything.
"I didn't want you to see me like that. Or like this. I am definitely a little drunk" he dips his head towards me, his eyes the same round orbs that make you think he is a kind soul, and his dimpled smile gives him a mischievous grin.
Yeah, a little.
I try my best not to step back from the lack of space between us and the saturation of his cologne in the air around us and party - even though I will never admit it out loud - from his handsome face.
"I swear I didn't see you. Who are you? I don't know you" I blabber, partly trying to change the topic, partly trying to get away, and partly looking away from him.
"Do I make you nervous?" he leaned in even closer and this time I did stumble and I would have fallen if it weren't for Soobin to pull me to him in time.
Even drunk, his reflex is good. "Caught you" he smiled.
"Soobin you're drunk and you probably won't remember our conversation or even meeting here tomorrow, however, your girlfriend will remember that you ditched her-"
"I don't have a girlfriend" he shakes his head and then looks past me.
Whatever he looks at has him changing his expression to a sneer as he grabs my wrist and tugs me towards him.
"Come on, let's go," He says and starts walking away I am jogging to keep up with his long strides cause the other option is plummeting onto the floor face first.
"Soobin, hold up, where are we going?" I ask, bewildered by his action. I look over my shoulder to see who it is but all I can see is a head of black hair before we are taking a turn and I lose the person.
"Soobin!" I yell but he just smiles at me with his drunkenness, his dimples and perfect teeth on full display.
"We're almost there. I want to show you something" he finally stops walking when he opens a heavy dark wood door to an open balcony.
The cold air wooshes around us as he tugs me out in the open.
This is weirding me out but every time I try to suggest we go downstairs or better yet, I go downstairs, Soobin says or does something that lands us in a different situation.
"Soobin, why are we here?" I ask and wrap my hands around myself.
It was way past midnight and the autumn wind was finally taking a turn toward the chilly side. Even though I was wearing a thick hoodie, it did not spare me from the iciness of the wind outside.
"You're cold," he says as a matter of fact and took off his blazer and put it over my shoulder before I could argue.
"Soobin, I have a hoodie on. You're just wearing a shirt. Wear it" I was drowning in his blazer. It was too long and too big for me so I try to take it off but he instead makes sure that it is not just over my shoulder but my arms were in the sleeves as well.
I just look at him with an exasperated sigh.
He stares at me for a moment before bursting out laughing. I can't blame him. I know I look comical. All there's left to do is a funny dance and I'll have an audience for my stand-up comedy show.
"Did you see the lake?" he asks once he has come down from his high of laughing his ass out at my expense.
"Yes, Beomgyu took me there a while ago," I say and he nods somberly, his smile replaced by a pout again.
Honestly, I couldn't see much in the dark anyway except a vast expanse of dark water surrounded by a few street lamps at an equal distance surrounding the lake.
"But you didn't see it from here, did you?" he pulls me to the edge of the balcony, stumbling multiple times on the short way, and stands behind me, caging me between him and the railing.
However, I am not facing the view out front but I am facing him.
"Soobin, I think we should go downstairs, where everyone is. I am sure there are people who want to meet you and talk to" I try to convince him to let's just go downstairs where there are a lot of people.
I mean, it was his party.
I am sure there were a lot of people who wanted to get chummy with him. So what was he doing here, upstairs?
I mean apart from what I caught him doing but why was he still upstairs?
And why had he not threatened me like his fox-eyed brother usually did?
"But I don't want to. I want to stay here. I want to talk to you" He closed his eyes and dipped his head. I was still caged between him and the railing so I couldn't move.
What was happening?
Why was this happening?
His head hits my shoulder with a light thud and he lets out a huff of breath. He looks funny, bent at a weird angle, crouching to put his head on my shoulder.
"Why?" I ask, careful not to even breathe too loudly because it feels like everything quietened down.
"It's too loud. I don't like loud" his statement catches me off guard.
Even though his words are bare whisper against my skin, it echoes around me in the cold night.
The melancholy in his tone keeps me rooted in my position.