wya

im not there yet

o u whore

CAN I PLS NOT GET BULLIED

ON OUR FIRST DATE

idek u shut up

date my dick

ugh we have so much in common

when u both have pps 😩💦

omg shut up it was a joke

sureeeee

can u hurry 😔

they checkin my ID rn

wya b

i got a table by the dj

damn u definitely don't

have a pp bbg

i laughed at his last message before looking up to find him. i looked around for a second before setting my eyes on a tall, dark haired, pale guy. he looked familiar somehow but i couldnt tell from where.

we met eyes and he smiled flirtatiously, his eyes crinkling slightly.

"kanpo?" he said once he reached the small table.

i nodded, "gyeom?" i said standing from my chair.

he looked me up and down and smirked, "you clean up well, who were you trying to impress?"

"you've never met me, how do you know i dont always look this good?" i said crossing my arms.

"oh believe me babe, i can only imagine you with nothing on." he lifted my chin to meet his eyes fully.

"oh you're one of those." i said pushing his hand away.

"one of what's?"

"you think i'm easy cus i agreed to meet you."

"no i don't." he frowned, his disappointment clearly showing i thought so low of him.

"sorry." i said looking down at my shoes, embarrassed.

"well whatever, i can still redeem myself right?" he lifted my chin to meet his eyes again.

i shrugged and nodded.

he smiled and took my hand, pulling me to the dance floor.

bad bunny was playing, which was odd considering reggaetón wasn't that popular in korea.

i understood the words from my time living with latinos in my host family in america.

the first words i understood from the booming music were, "how disrespectful of you to not wear panties."

oh this is that kind of night.

without giving it a second thought, i got closer to gyeom and wrapped my arms around his neck and began grinding against him.

to my surprise he started grinding back. he laughed in my ear and said "is it that kind of night?"

i laughed and nodded.

for the rest of the song we body rolled and did more hip movements while feeling around each other's bodies. everyone else around us were too invested in their partners to notice.

the song then changed to a song korean, one i couldnt particularly name, but it was rap and it was equally sexual. gyeom backed away and winked at me before doing some moves of his own. soon enough he grabbed my hand and began doing some moves with me. i laughed as he did all sorts of dances and somehow still managed to look good in doing so. he pulled me closer and got to grinding again before grabbing the back of my neck and kissing my mouth.

i gasped at first but soon melded myself into the kiss. before we got too far i pulled away and pulled him off the dance floor.

i led him to the bar and sat him down.

"what's your real name?" i said.

"what?"

"i'm not gonna sleep with you if i don't know your real name."

"listen i don't have intentions of sleeping with you. i'm just looking for some fun, but not the sex kind." he shrugged and turned to the bartender before ordering a shot.

"so no sexual fun?"

"no no, i said sex, not sexual." he winked at me.

i gave him a look, "are you stupid?"

"a little, but i mean we can go however far you want, i just won't have sex." he admitted. the bartender arrived with his shot and gyeom handed it to me.

i looked between him and the shot. reluctantly, i took it and downed it before putting it on the counter.

"i don't know how i feel about that." i said looking away.

"if you're not okay with that, that's fine." he moved my chin to make me meet eyes with him.

"im sorry i think i should go." i said pulling out my phone and quickly ordering an uber.

he frowned but nodded in understanding.

"can i still text you?" he placed his hand protectively on my thigh. and surprisingly i didn't mind it.

"sure." i half smiled at him. i wanted to get to know him more before doing anything with him. i mean i don't even know his full name you know?

"can i walk you out? you know just to be safe." he looked at me with hopeful eyes.

i hesitated but nodded, "sure."

we walked out of the club and waited on the side of the building.

"so what's your day job?" he asked me as soon as we got outside, where it was quieter.

"i'm in college right now, but i work at this clothing company. you?" i explained looking up at him.

"i'm in this band." he shrugged and scratched his head.

"wait, are you an idol?"

he hesitated, a panicked look on his face.

"oh my god you are!" i laughed and pushed his shoulder.

"whatever it's not a big deal." he rolled his eyes and tried not to smile.

"that's why you dont want to tell me your full name." i gasped, suddenly putting the pieces together.

"cmon, please don't treat me differently." he half whispered, a pleading look in his eyes.

"i'm not that kinda person, i don't care if you're poor or rich, you're still a human." i shrugged crossing my arms.

"good, i hope you live up to your word." he said crossing his arms as well.

we stood in silence for a moment before i said, "arent you afraid of dispatch if you're an idol then?"

he opened his mouth to answer, and as if on cue, we began to hear people yelling and clicking flashing cameras.

as soon as i turned my back to the flashing cameras, my uber pulled up.

oh thank fuck

i opened the door and climbed in.

"gyeom get in!" i yelled covering my face with my purse.

with no time in between at all, gyeom climbed in and shut the door.

"STEP ON IT!" gyeom yelled at the driver who without a second thought did as told as we pulled away from the flashing cameras and the neon club where we met.