"What are you doing here?" I can't stop the words coming out of my mouth and he's in the same boat because he echos my question.
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, his confusion-laden eyes narrow, and a snarl forms on his lips. He takes a step towards me and I instinctively take a step back.
"What are you doing wearing my clothes?" Another step towards me and another step sending me back towards the wall.
I stare at him.
He is in a similar suit as most of the boys here. Only his blazer and pants are royal blue in color, paired with a white shirt underneath. The pink of his hair contrasts with his suit, making him look striking.
He has this otherworldly sense around him - not necessarily 'I am better than you' - but just an aura that prevents anyone to approach him casually.
The light filtering into the room from the hall illuminates his background, shadowing his silhouette and only adding to the aura. I feel like I am in a trance.
Another step and I register he is moving towards me.
There goes my trance.
It is broken and the reality of the trouble I usually get myself into whenever I am in near vicinity to him sets in.
I panic and look around and try to find any way to put distance between us both. He scares the shit out of me. I am not even registering the word out of his mouth, just trying to find a way I can get away from him and out of this room but it is hard because he is standing at the door blocking the only way out.
My only other option is to hurl myself out of the window and risk breaking my bones.
I am actually looking towards the window and weighing my chances.
"Why are you wearing my clothes?" his voice echoes again and I finally listen to what he is saying.
Wait what?
What was he talking about?
"What are you talking about? I borrowed the t-shirt from Soobin" I point to a now snoring Soobin. Yeah, now he's sleeping.
Yeonjun's eyes narrow even further and his scowl deepens. I feel the temperature in the room drop by a few degrees.
"What. Is. He. Doing. On. My. Bed?" Yeonjun takes a step towards me with each word and I have nowhere to go except maybe dissolve into the wall so now I am stuck to it like a lizard and he has reduced the gap between us by a substantial amount.
This proximity allows me to stare at his recovering wounds. His busted lip is still slightly swollen but doesn't look bad. It is healing well. And there is a light pink scar on his forehead which I am sure will go away with a little bit of no-scar ointment.
Other than these two things, his face looks like a marble statue. He must have hit the gene pool lottery.
Actually, all the brothers did.
On the topic of brothers, I look at Soobin. He looks peaceful as he's sleeping with the blanket over him but all I want to do is slap him awake so that he is between me and this foxy-eyed demon.
"I asked you a question" Yeonjun grits out bringing my stare back to him. His eyes are dark as they stare me down.
"I-I-" I stutter, unable to get the sentence out.
"I don't know what you're talking about okay? Soobin was drunk and he was puking so I brought him into his room and I asked before I borrowed his t-shirt" I defend myself finally.
This is all very confusing.
And it cements my regret of agreeing to Beomgyu.
Also, more importantly, what does he mean by his bed?
"Well, this is my bed that he is sleeping on and this is my room. Not his" he seethes then he trains his eyes around my torso and I bring my hands and fold them in front of me out of self-consciousness.
"And this is definitely my shirt" he has a half-irritated and half-amused face.
I stare at the oversized t-shirt on my body and if it were any other scenario and if I had anything under it, I would have definitely taken off this and thrown it at his face.
"Thinking of taking it off? Go ahead, let's see" he smirks as if reading my mind.
"You're such a pervert. Get away from me" I push his chest hard enough that he stumbles a few steps back, bringing distance between us again.
"Well you're a stalker and a thief" he states confidently and I fume.
"What the hell? Oh, you narcissistic a-hole! Not everything is about you. I have never stalked you. I have no interest." I take a step away from the wall and towards him.
"Neither am I a thief. I am not even sure if you're telling the truth. For all I know you can be lying to me. Anyway, I already told you, Soobin asked me to bring him here. So I did. And he puked on me so I borrowed his shirt for the time being. Emphasis on the HIS" I take another step forward.
He has an amused expression on his face and his eyes are twinkling. It makes me more furious.
Does he get some sadistic satisfaction with name-calling and bullying me?
I want to wipe that smirk off his face.
"Also, let's not forget you came to me. To me last time. When you were hurt, you came to me. I did not follow you or I did not go around finding you, but you came to me" I point a finger at his chest.
The instant change in his expression sends a chill down my back. His amused eyes now narrow and a dark cloud falls over them making his eyes the color of onyx.
"I don't care what you two were doing here. I don't care if he was puking or not or even sleeping right now. Take him and get out" he seethes and I just stare at him.
When he sees I am rooted in my place, he huffs and goes to the bed about to rip the blanket off Soobin. I act on instinct and hold his hand stopping him.
"Let go" he bites out but I firmly shake my head.
"He puked all over when he was awake. It took me some time to make him sleep. If he wakes up now, He'll most definitely puke. Do you want him to puke on your bed?" I threaten and he immediately lets go.
I arrange the blanket over Soobin ever more securely.
"Why are you helping him? Why are you here?" he asks incredulously. He couldn't comprehend why I was here.
Well, same here Yeonjun, same here.
"Beomgyu dragged me here. I didn't plan on coming to this party" I shrug and rub my temple. Even though I am sober, I feel a headache creeping up on me.
"Anyway, just don't wake him up. He is too drunk. He'll wake up on his own once he is out of his drunk state. Try to give him some liquid once he does. I'll be on my way" I take a step around him so that I can walk out of the room.
"Wait, where do you think you're going?" Yeonjun grabs a hold of my wrist. I try to pull it out of his hand but he just pulls it towards him.
Thankfully I balance myself before I fall on him. No need to feed his delulu claims.
"What do you mean? I have to get back home" I reason but he just stares at me blankly.
"And what am I supposed to do with him?" Yeonjun vaguely points in the direction of Soobin.
"I just told you!" I exclaim. Is he slow?
"I am not going to take care of him"
"I am not doing it either" Both of us increase our voices and we hear Soobin stir in his sleep and then turn to the other side.
"You're going to wake him up" I accuse, whisper shouting at him.
"You are going to wake him up. He's your responsibility"
"Why is he my responsibility?"
"You brought him to my room"
"So? This is your room so technically that means he is your responsibility" I state my case like a 5-year-old.
Every time I am with him, I become a petulant child.
"Absolutely not. I am not taking care of him" he raises his hands up in surrender.
"Alright. Let's settle this in an impartial way" I say and he looks a little confused.
"What?"
"Rock, paper, scissors," I say with a finality.
Way to be mature.
"I am not playing that" he sofa and it makes me want to strangle him.
"Afraid you'll lose Yeonjun?"I taunt. Mainly because if I win, I can leave him be and finally get home. I was so done with this party.
"I never lose" He seethes and gets in my face. I am tempted to take a step back but I stand my ground trying to be half as intimidating as he is.
I hardly think my five foot nothing height and scrawny frame is in any way intimidating but I try.
"So bring it on," I say.
"Bring it on" he echoes.
"Rock"
"Paper"
"Scissor"
A/n: Hello lovelies. I just want to thank everyone who has been supporting me, commenting or voting for the chapters. I see you and I love you.
Also, I love this story and there is just so many things I want to jnclude. I have so many mkni stories related to the characters that I want to include in the main story. I am just unsure whether you guys would want to read all that. Cause trust me, it will be a long ass story. Let me know if you like this pace of the story or would like the story and want me to continue as it is or want it to be a little more sped up and rather have all the characters story in a seperate novella kinda situation.