《 club elite.

@kim jiwon. “See, what did I tell you!” Baekhyun laughed, straightening out his plain t-shirt. “Uh, well, I don’t know. I wouldn’t be too sure about that if I were you,” he grinned sheepishly, rubbing his nape as he suddenly remembered an old incident where a friend was giving him free drinks, and things didn’t go as plan for Baekhyun or his friend. Drink after drink and Baekhyun lost it. Quickly shrugging off the memory away, he focused his attention back to Bobby, or, Jiwon. “Oh, well gee that’s a lot easier than ‘Bobby’. You should have said that first, Jiwon!”

He nodded his head slowly as he listened attentively, “Yeah, I get what you’re saying.” Grabbing another shot, he gulped it all in one go. Baekhyun winced as he felt the burning sensation in his throat. “Hmm, well I work at a nearby cafe a couple blocks down here. I don’t go to a university or anything, so I work full-time on the weekdays and I’m usually here at the club whenever I'm off,” he blinked, clicking his tongue in disapproval. “Trust me, I wouldn’t even dare to touch a cigarette. Smells gross, it’ll ruin your insides, and it’s a turn off. Who wants to kiss someone who smokes, right?”

@byun baekhyun. Junghan had never really been certain of whether he liked or hated clubbing. Sure, he wouldn't say no to some good old drinks (alcohol-induced rushes are always pleasant) yet he wasn't so sure about the unceasing uproar of shoutings and music blasting (just at the thought of it, he could almost feel a headache threatening to ensue). Especially when his own friend was one of the loudest persons he'd ever met and only made it worse.

But he could never bring himself to refuse Baekhyun's invitations, and tonight was no exception.

Chuckling as his friend pushed the front doors of the club open, looking as excited as ever, he shook his head in mock exasperation before linking his arm with the one Baekhyun offered him. "Yeah sure, but not as much as you do!" He answered, speaking in a higher volume than he usually did, trying to be heard over the blaring music. Junghan rolled his eyes; the other's eagerness to start drinking was nothing new. 'Here we go again' he thought, praying to god that he wouldn't go too overboard with the alcoholic beverages.

"I swear to god, Byun Baekhyun, if you get pissed drunk, I'm not cleaning up after you." Sighing resolutely, he looked over to the bar, nudging the other, signalling him to get going.

@kim jiwon. Baekhyun scoffed, rolling his eyes playfully, “Please, I’m a little more classier than that. I’ll have you know I haven’t had a drink yet since I entered this club,” he nodded firmly, chest out and proud. being quite impressed with himself. Honestly, if his friends wouldn’t have left, he would most likely be knocked out by now, but he controlled himself. He scrunched his face up as he felt a finger tap against his nose, “..Bobby?” Baekhyun cocked his head to the side, mumbling his name repeatedly under his breath, trying to pronounce his name correctly without making a fool of himself.

It was a little odd, Korean being his native tongue after all, but he’s sure he nailed it after the tenth try, “Well, Bobby, nice to meet cha’! You look a little bored, so I thought you could use a new friend, or maybe that’s just me,” he formed a pout, remembering that his friends weren’t here, “Either way, I’m going to bother you whether you like it or not, heh.”

@kim jiwon. Seeing how easy - and rather fast - it was to be able to successfully gain the other’s attention, Baekhyun couldn’t help but form a cheeky grin on this lips, feeling somewhat proud of himself. He’s a bit relieved, and definitely more relaxed that he hasn’t ignored him like most people would do whenever he attempted to befriend someone. While trying to read his facial expression through the dim lighting to spot any hint of annoyance, he quickly extended an arm out, offering the male a handshake.

“Name’s Baekhyun! I’m sorry if I’m bothering you or something, but you see my friends all left me because they have exams or something, how lame. But, anyway, I saw you here and I have nothing else better to do so-” He paused, his sentence slowly trailing off. Noticing that he’s been rambling aimlessly like usual, Baekhyun stopped himself from going any further before he would scare the latter away,“-uhm, anyway, what’s your name?”

@kim jiwon. Baekhyun weaved his way through the crowd of busy people dancing against one another, muttering a few “ excuse me’s “ and not-really-so-gently pushing others out of the way. It was a little past one in the morning and he has been dancing since the club has opened with his old high school friends - who have now left a few hours back because of “college” stuff that Baekhyun will never understand - and he was in desperate need for a good, hard drink. The night was still young after all, and Baekhyun doesn’t seem satisfied just yet.

As soon as he arrived at the bar, Baekhyun eagerly took a seat down next to a stranger. “A shot of tequila, ASAP.” He ordered, hurriedly taking out his wallet ready from his back pocket. As he watched the bartender rush off to get his drink, Baekhyun propped his arm against the counter, glancing around his surroundings. The guy from his right was knocked out completely, and the other male looked like he could be anywhere else but here.

Nice chiseled features, Baekhyun noted, smiling slightly to himself. He scooted his stool closer towards the male before clearing his throat to speak.

“Hey, you!”

@yoon junghan.

If there’s one thing Baekhyun loves more than puppies (which he loves, a lot.) is going clubbing. After a bad week at work, the weekend finally arrived, which meant he was able to drink away all the stress and not have to worry about work and other “adult stuff” that he clearly is not ready for until Monday. Club Elite was his haven.

Baekhyun swung the giant club twin doors open with a bright smile plastered all over his face, the stench of strong alcohol and sweat filling the air and the loud dubstep music ringing against his eardrums. The club was busy as per usual - the place was heavily crowded with people either dancing or getting a drink. He looked over at his friend, Junghan, before linking his arms with him.

“Don’t you just love this place?” he asked, yelling over the music. He gestured over towards the bar. “Let’s go get a drink!”