Okay - Chase Atlantic

There's about a million different places Yeosang could've decided on spending his Friday night; In his new apartment watching a movie, go for a walk around this new area he moved to, maybe adopt a dog to have some company-anything really.

Yet out of all these options, he decided the greatest thing to do instead was come to a night club and drink all the alcohol he desires. Just to forget about his shitty life he's still currently living in.

Yes shitty because even if he's free, he's still caged like a fucking animal.

The unfortunate thing about the life he lives in.

Jeongguk and Taehyung have been on his ass throughout the whole day, calling and messaging him like crazy. It's so obvious that they're worried about him, but Yeosang's doesn't to frustrate himself due to their worry or paranoia now that he's living on his own.

He's been trained and introduced to the outside world that's not just filled with what he's been use to; How to behave around civilians, avoid any conflict with authorities, not let people get under his skin so easily to want to rip their heads off-now it's time to finally live.

However the fuck he would like to.

Even if it means drinking his ass off with alcohol, fuck it.

Great way to start his freedom.

So that's how he ended up here, at a night club, alone, at the bar with probably three shots of tequila swimming in his body and still counting.

At least the music isn't entirely bad here in his solace, and people are avoiding him so even better.

A loud series of hollers and cheers suddenly bombard the entire club, conducted by one voice screaming over everyone and only encouraged more cheers to erupt from the crowds of people.

Why can't people just enjoy themselves without making a fucking show?

Honestly what did Yeosang expect? It is a night club and a Friday night, people are bound to just lose their shit to the vibe here alone.

Guess that adds another thing he's bound to get use to about being here, outside the walls of his family's empire.

Yeosang rolls his eyes to the sudden volume rising up, engulfing himself in another shot glass before going on his phone to look up near places to get food as his hunger began to strike.

There's not many places where he is now, so he's probably going to have to drive himself around to find something in the city since the only thing near by a university.

Great.

At the moment the alcohol in his body is boiling with a faint buzz, so Yeosang will probably to have to wait until after the alcohol fades for a while, even though he can drive perfectly well while being intoxicated.

Has happened many times already.

But he prefers avoiding the authorities so early in his freedom.

"Hey bartender! Bottle of champagne for the birthday boy will you!"

Yeosang gulfs down another glass of his shot and glares at it. The irritating voice suddenly bombarding beside him isn't exactly something he pleasantly enjoyed to listen to, especially since they sound just as equally intoxicated as all the other fuckers here.

And let's not forget how that someone took it upon themselves to sit on the barstool beside him, clearly not fazed by the aura he's oozing around him that has helped him be alone this whole time.

Well must be his queue to leave.

With one last haul of another shot glass, Yeosang was just about to get up but a loud laugh practically assaulted his ears by how annoyingly high pitched it was beside him.

The fuck was that?!

That is the most ugliest sound he's ever heard of in his life, and Yeosang would most definitely know his thing or two about noises.

It's worse than a fucking gun shot.

"Joshua calm yourself," A tender voice spoke this time, making Yeosang freeze to how much of a contrast it was to that giggle, "No more drinks for you sweetie."

His voice is something familiar to Yeosang's ears. Not exactly the voice itself but... The tone.

Despite it being soft.... It sounds also.... Suggestive?

As Yeosang mentioned before, he knows his fair share of sounds, especially voices. Being the son of a empire boss has its perks, one of them is knowing a person just by their voice alone.

And this person who spoke..... Is a perfect example of an angel in disguise.

Who is this guy?

Yeosang hesitated but dared himself to take a glance to the men sitting beside him just out of curiosity behind the laugh and the tender voice, catching his breath in his throat when he saw who was sitting right beside him.

This guy didn't even look real....

For a moment or two Yeosang sat there trying to distinguish if he's hallucinating or if it's reality, but the more he did the more he was convinced he's hallucinating.

The guy is absolutely breathtaking that this honestly can't be real.

Unfortunately he's the one behind the horrendous laugh, but shit that complete threw all of Yeosang's cursing thoughts out of his mind.

His caramel brown hair is long and parted down the middle, exposing his softs features of strong cheekbones and very defined jawline that just compliments well with his hair. At the moment he's smiling to the equally handsome guy sitting to his other side, but Yeosang's focus is only on him and the way he's smiling through the sweat gleaming his skin.

Yeosang was caught in a trance.

Wow....

Who would've thought there would be this attractive people outside of Oasis?

Not like there isn't some good looking people, his little crew he had back then is filled with many attractive faces- But this guy is something else.

He's so fucking ethereal.

Suddenly the guy turns around and Yeosang snaps his head to look at the alcohol shelves instead, not making it obvious that he was looking at him in the first place while feeling his heart skip various of beats with his throat clenching by how flustered he feels at this moment.

The guy must've not noticed when Yeosang was looking because he continues to laugh with someone who was standing behind them before getting up, leaving off to dance or whatever his beautiful self wanted to do.

Even if his laugh is annoying, very high pitched and by far aggravating, his smile just makes it bearable to listen to.

Damn what a beauty.

This made Yeosang look back to him, unable to stop himself but admire his beauty from afar with a poker face in awe to not believing he just saw someone this beautiful right beside him.

And he was the coward who didn't make a move, marvelous.

He was far too into his trance of stare at the man dancing with the crowd that he didn't realize how someone noticed his gazing- who was sitting to the other side where the guy was- drinking a beer slowly with amused eyes.

"He's quite single you know?"

Yeosang snaps his eyes to the amusing snicker almost instantly by the fact that someone caught him.

And that's when it sinked in that this was the man with the unusual tone in his voice.This was the man with the tender lacing his words, who he was curious of, but his appearance is anything but tender.

The black crop top is loose on his body, plain and cut by the sleeve, with fishnet leggings that reached his mid torso and trails his legs underneath the loose black cargo and combat boots. The choker with the large ring doesn't exactly help Yeosang keep an innocent imagination stable, especially with the dirty blonde hair brushed away from his face smoothly, to reveal his tender features and amusing glint in his eyes.

Tempting, this man just screams really tempting.

And that's something Yeosang is good at avoiding, obviously.

It actually has grown to the point that it even irritates him to be around someone as cocky as this guy appears to be, since he just can't stand a nosy person, or an attention seeker.

So he couldn't help but roll his eyes and looks ahead, asking the bartender for another glass while avoiding the guy who spoke to him.

It seems as though the other doesn't get avoided quite too often because instead of pesting away to the crowd, he moves to sit on the empty chair beside Yeosang. He's close to him on purpose, body turned with an elbow plopped on the counter to give him his attention.

Yeosang has to sink in a breath to keep himself from lashing out, but only inhaled his sweet scent instead that had his mind twitching something that he refused to dive into that imagery.

Oh this guy is definitely an expert in seduction, even by the cologne it's noticeable.

A scent demanding to lure anyone in.

"It's my birthday you know?"

Yeosang grabs the glass of alcohol and engulfs it down, burning away any trance of his previous thoughts while sighing annoyedly with the feeling of the other male's eyes intently on him.

"Congratulations?" He responds back uninterestedly, waving a hand, "Now go away."

This clearly caught the other male off guard and Yeosang was feeling the relief to the thought of him leaving already, but to his dismay he stays, and is now pressing his knee against his thigh.

Ha, he is a seductive tiny shit isn't he? Or at least tries the be.

So typical.

"So, high school kid or something? Good information to know in order to not catch a case."

Yeosang's face coils completely in a scowl, not knowing whether to feel offended that he referred to him as a kid or flattered that he still looked young for his age, slowly turning to the brightly smiling male who's leaning over the bar counter with a chin plop on his palm.

The club is crowded, extremely crowded, and out of all people this guy is interested in, he chose Yeosang out of everyone?

Ridiculous.

"I'm old enough to drink, how's that? Now go away," Yeosang huffs, drowning another shot down in one go, not being aware of the slow smirk slithering the other male's lips in complete interest as he watches his lips drink the alcohol.

And he slowly licks his own lips.

"Good to know," And he leans more towards him, his smile still radiating his mouth, "What's your name?"

Yeosang's patience is twitching.

"Do you ever do as your told?"

"I don't like being told what to do," He's closer now, provoking Yeosang to only want to cringe away but couldn't fight the lick of his lips to the sweet scent his nostrils is being hit with once again, "And clearly you like to give orders as though I'm a little peasant."

Ha, a little peasant-

This guys really like to have control of the cards now doesn't he?

Now Yeosang turns his face, not even twitching when he noticed just how close the other guy is to him. He's not so easily intimidated, easily annoyed definitely, but being caught off guard isn't exactly his forte.

So boldly he sits up straighter and leans to the other's ear to hopefully piss him off good enough to hop off his dick, or even find someone better.

"Listen princess, as seductive and tempting as you are, you're not my type. So leave me alone and get some dick from someone with lower standards," He whispers huskily before blowing on his ear, making the other evidently shiver to the sudden act, before leaning back to grasp the other's flushed cheeks and parted red lips to his words.

The music feels louder now as their eyes intensely glare into each other, crawling goosebumps against Yeosang's skin to how the other managed to hold his stare with an equally as stubborn challenging gaze.

Not so easily intimidated, that's a surprise.

Now taking a better look at him, Yeosang can't deny the fact that this man is incredibly attractive, so attractive actually, with plump red lips that would desire anyone to bite down on them and suck it until it's swollen. It's the type of lips that would leave large hickeys, desire to see wrapped around a dick, all about deep and rough kisses.

Temptingly red lips.

He has this face of someone anyone as their partner would take pride in when introducing to friends or family. It's so pretty, and the make up really enhances his beauty in all the right places to make it seem to anyone so overwhelming to be around.

Anyone upon glance would, without a doubt, want to make him theirs.

However Yeosang has met many people like him before; Wanting attention, craving to be noticed and wanted by anyone that sets their eyes to him. The clear covered up hickeys on his neck is just evidence on those weaker people who have not played the game long enough to end up falling into the trap, left dazed by how quick the other left after his pleasures already have been satisfied.

Yeosang knows the game, he's played it for a long time, and now he's not interested in participating anymore.

He'll break this guy horribly if Yeosang was the same guy as before. He would not only just fuck and run, but he'll make the guy want more because Yeosang knows exactly how to grab someone's heart so easily. Roses, cute dates, adorable text messages is nothing to what Yeosang is capable of doing to win someone's heart, but he'll make anyone completely devoted to him alone.

To want only him.

No matter how tough this guy seems to crack in the art of love and just run for lust, he's still like everyone else.

Lustful and prideful, easily breakable with the right words and actions.

At some point in life Yeosang did get tired of the crying pleads of his broken hearted lovers wanting more, even after they have agreed of a no relationship type of fooling around, and now he doesn't want something just for now. He wants something that could have potential to last and not waste his time.

Someone he could grow to love, and they will love him back.

This guy only wants us to get his dick inside him, and that's something Yeosang is not going to give in so easily after those experiences.

So he breaks their eye contact, grabbing the beer he ordered earlier and takes a swing with stone cold eyes staring ahead. The other male didn't move, but he did order a glass of vodka instead.

He drinks it in one go and slams it on the counter, standing up but places a hand on Yeosang's shoulder and leans to his ear, "Such a handsome face but with a shitty personality. Have fun drinking on your own, asshole."

And he walks away, with all his dignity and pride as though this never happened.

Yeosang exhales a deep breath in relief to finally being left alone, even breaking a smile to enjoy his drinking in peace. After all, that's definitely much more fun than having some bad company; speaking from a more personal area now.

Bad company brings problems, meanwhile being alone no one can do shit.

Because you the ruler of who gets to hurt you or not.

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A/N:
Just to avoid confusion, if we haven't already guessed it, the guy towards the end who Yeosang was talking to is Jimin and who caught Yeosang's eye was Joshua hahaha

I PURPLE YOU!! <33