@β☣song mino [I'm so sorry for the wait... I'd had a decent-sized reply and the glitch ate my reply before I could send it... ><]
Seokjin was quite honestly surprised when Mino stepped out of the car. Usually, his senses would have told him when the other man even started to stir awake, but the residual effects of the alcohol paired with his being away from his natural environment for so long helped to dull those senses a little bit. At the older's suggestion to shift and take off, though, he couldn't help but prick his ears up, jogging over to the other man. "Are... you sure? You'll be alright here?" His expression, unknown to him, had brightened up at the idea of being able to run the mountains like he'd used to, eyes widening and the slightly smudged eyeliner adding to the owl-like effect. His body positively quivered with absolute need, the urge to turn and run himself tired, to get his paws cold and dirty and feel the leaves underfoot and the wind through his fur.
Birdsong had started to fill the air, the forest coming alive behind him, and Seokjin cast a longing look behind him before looking back at Mino, almost as though he were a child asking permission. His manners dictated that leaving his benefactor behind in such a fashion, in his home territory, was quite rude, that he should stay. But his instincts were kicking up a fuss, clamoring for a good old-fashioned hunt. He could always double back and check on the older... at least to make sure that the thinner mountain air wasn't too tough on someone used to lower elevations. Instincts won out in the end, and the pink-haired alpha started edging away in the direction of the forest. "I'll... I'll bring you back something, promise!"
Looking both ways, he checked for oncoming cars before hopping the small fence and clambering over a little hill to reach the forest proper. He worked with sense memory then, stripping out of his clothes and tying them up with the cord he kept looped around his neck, stowing them in a nice dry spot where he could retrieve them afterwards. It took no time at all for him to shift, turning into a decently-sized wolf with greyish-brown fur and a white belly and paws. He stood quivering for a few seconds, and the first step forward propelled him into a run, a joyful howl bubbling up out of his throat as the trees passed by in a blur, his sure paws taking him over and around obstacles. Seokjin's instincts led him ever higher and higher until he was at a small outlook overseeing everything around and under him, including Mino's car. The long(ish) run was something he hadn't done in quite some time, and his wolf self was panting for breath, but he couldn't help but let out another howl, a long tuneful one, letting everyone around know that a child of the mountains had returned.
@α☣kim seokjin The cold air wakened Mino, but only the low thump of the door closing carefully had his eyes opened. He watched the other's back walk away and remained in his seat. He did think of bringing his hoodie to the other but he assumed he had spoiled the other's day enough by interrupting his partying earlier. He rested his head back and kept his eyes half opened, lazily keeping an eye out for Seokjin. If there was a place he wouldn’t worry for his friend, it was there, surrounded by wild mountains, rivers and forests.
Mino was waiting for something to happen. It was a guilty pleasure to see one transform, embody his real self, but his decency didn't prevent him to wish to see it happen before his eyes. There was no finality than to just be a silent witness, just like he had seen the younger's partying self. He was growing curious of the very discreet teacher and he assumed it was all because the other didn’t share much, Seokjin was even embarassed of something as banal as flirting around, a basic need for Mino himself.
When he noticed the other would keep on coming and going, he decided to get out. Oh how hard it was to simply be outside. He suddenly breathed out deeply, flattening the cheeks he had filled with air. He leant against the car, watching in the younger’s direction though he wasconcentrated on getting a hold of himself.
"You can..." he breathed deep, "turn, go. I will be-" he opened his eyes wide and frowned right after it, surprised of his own inability to do something as easy as that.
"Here."
He cracked a smile, amused by his situation and figured he'd have all the time needed to get used to not only the cold temperature but also to the lack of oxygen compared to sea side.
He rested his hand on the cowl of his Ford GT, seeking the warmth of the engine lingering.
"You can go, I will only hold you back. I can hunt if I'm hungry. Besides I need to sleep more."
Mino smiled and looked at the younger, clearly decided on not weighing down on Seokjin, again. He was likely to shift as well, to at least try and enjoy the nature, but he'd be almost sassy in the new surrounding.
@β☣song mino Somehow, even in sleep, Seokjin's body knew that they were getting close to home, to the mountains. His furrowed eyebrows smoothed out, the tension in his body lessened by degrees at a time, and his wolf stopped its worried pacing and settled down. With both halves of himself at such ease, perhaps his brain could process the events and memories of the previous evening much more easily. Eventually, as they came to a stop, Seokjin rested for a little while longer before cracking open his eyes. He knew he hadn't yet left the vehicle - he possessed quite a good memory for someone who tended to drink as much as he did. Still, he had to let himself take in his surroundings a little at a time, first opening his eyes a little, then listening to the environment, then scenting the air to see where he might be. All those put together spelled out something quite wonderful and magical to him... it was home.
Almost in awe and with a bit of disbelief, the alpha eased off his seatbelt and opened the door silently, shutting it behind him as quietly as he could. The early morning chill didn't bother him at all, even with his coat open and his thin clubwear providing little to no protection against the low temperatures. He was used to this, was a mountain wolf born and bred. Already his body was adjusting to the higher altitudes, the thinner air, breathing patterns and posture changing. Seokjin's wolf itched to burst forth and run through the forests, getting used to the familiar environment again. His more logical side informed him that doing so might well be a terrible idea - he HAD been drinking the night before, and hadn't had much by way of nourishment. Plus, giving Mino such a surprise would likely not be very hospitable or polite of him. Still, he wanted to enjoy his surroundings, so he took to walking up and down the quiet stretch of road by the vehicle, stretching his limbs out and taking deep cleansing breaths of fresh mountain air.
@α☣kim seokjin It surprised Mino to hear the other announce he'd be looking for another place, as a mean to avoid him. He wasn't trusted and that felt odd compared to how easily people would see him as their confident. It even hurt him some. Something was not going so well for Seokjin to wish to avoid him that much, hide from him and he couldn't help but feel guilty for it. He eyes the pink haired male and smiled nonetheless. He wanted to say it was useless to leave this club for another, that he knew all the clubs and bars around, had ties everywhere because he was a confirmed clubber. He would spoil the younger's life if he was really the issue. Still he had no idea what the other was so ashamed of.
"Home, sure."
His voice was calm and he gave up on reassuring a well alcoholized Seokjin. Instead he rested back in his seat, feeling a little too down to go home and sleep, instead he looked at the Mountains far ahead.
"Home."
He sighed as he passed the last turn to go to the Azrael prep residency, taking the sleeping colleague of his for a ride. He took the straight path for the highest road and didn't stop even once. Five hours later, the road had narrowed, he had the imposing roads on one side, a dizzying fall on the other,climbng up slowly. At some point Mino knew that he'd found very less inhabitants, so upon finding a nice place to park with a few houses nearby, he yawned, finally stopping the car, facing a clear view of the still dark sky. The sun would soon rise and he was feeling very tired now. He looked at Seokjin, wondering if the other would feel the change of sounds now that they weren't driving anymore. The calm was impressive to the beta and he closed his eye lids to only rest his eyes as one would say. Sleep could take over any time.
@β☣song mino Seokjin went quietly, accepting the hand on his shoulder guiding him out of the club, getting into his jacket with a snuffle and some rubbing at his eyes. Now that the adrenaline rush had worn off, he found himself to be quite sleepy and less worried about Mino telling everyone than finding a nice cozy spot to sleep in. The cold didn't do much to sober him up, either, having been used to mountain chills and winds for most of his life. Still, he tottered after Mino like a very large toddler, lower lip poked out in a bit of a pout as the wind blew through his hair.
The other male's apology had him nodding and snuffling some more, waving a sleepy hand in acknowledgement. "I'll... find somewhere new..." he murmured, rubbing his face with his coat sleeve again. "Somewhere no one knows... can be myself, have fun..." Seokjin clambered into the car with a great deal of help, and he pulled on his seatbelt after a few false starts. "C'n take me home... 'm tired... tonight was a... a..." An unhappy wave of his hand as he settled into the seat, eyes closing. "But... 'll try again soon... somewhere better..." Mumbling quietly to himself, it didn't take long for Seokjin to just drop off to sleep in the cozy interior of Mino's car.
@α☣kim seokjin "You have it."
Mino's balance shifted and he came closer to Seokjin to lead him. If he wanted out of the very crowded club, he would walk him out, even /extract/ him out like it was his job. He guided the pink haired out with just a hand on the back of his shoulder, respecting his pace, refusing to nudge him too significantly when he had most likely been touched so much all night and the last thing he wanted to be was a leech.
He stopped by the cloackroom to check if the younger had let any jacket there as his clothes were thin and the nurse did suppose Seokjin hid his party clothes since he was this embarassed to be found out. He didn't ask him for a receipt of sortd and instead, presented his charming smirk to the one working at the booth who greeted him on a first name basis and with a wink. A minute later and the cold air of the deep of the night shocked their unused skin. He had helped the teacher dress in his coat and had put his own on but the cold stung abd he shivered, being the cosy wolf of clement weather he was.
He unlocked the doors to his car from very far to locate it and looked at his colleague in the dark. It made him smile how he passed as cute when tipsy or midly drunk, he seemed to be having a hard time ever since he had walked up to him an Mino assumed he had ruined the other's night.
"I'm sorry for busting you out. It wasn't my intension. But I'm glad to see you cutting yourself some slack. Love the hair."
He took the risk to make Seokjin even more uncomfortable but he had to be honest, the other was likelt to not even remember the next morning and he wouldn't be the one to speak about it.
He opened the passenger door for the pink haired male but this time he helped him sit inside, his palm at the other's head to make sure he'd hit nothing. He put his seatbelt on, assuming he'd be quicker to do it before pulling out.
"I'm glad I can at least take you home safely." He said as he pulled out of the parking.
@β☣song mino As embarrassed and terrified as Seokjin was at the idea of Mino having "outed" him at a nightclub and having that kind of information as a weapon, he was too disoriented to feel any kind of okay. And seeing as how he'd made such a precipitous exit to the bathroom, he couldn't exactly just walk back out like nothing had happened and keep on dancing like nothing had happened. The seed had planted itself in his mind - Mino knew, and it wouldn't be long, probably, before someone else did and it inevitably spread over campus. Best thing to do now was cut his losses early and try to mitigate the damages before they got to be too much. And the first way to do that was to get a ride home. Hopefully without drawing too much attention to himself.
Taking a deep, shaky sigh, the pink-haired alpha pushed himself to his feet, trying to keep his spinning head from betraying him and sending him tumbling to the floor. "M-Mino-sshi, p-please wait..." He couldn't even find it in himself to be embarrassed by his sudden stuttering, and meekly pushed the door of the stall open, shuffling out into the open. "I... I can't be here anymore," Seokjin murmured, pressing the heels of his hands over his eyes, likely smudging the bit of makeup he'd put on. "I'll come with you, just please... please don't tell anyone. I'll do... just about anything, please..." Mino might not judge, might not be his practitioner, but one slip of the tongue, one small clue or crumb to the right (or wrong) person, and Seokjin's whole world would implode on him.
"I just... needed to get away... and now..." Another shaky sigh, and he glided forward until he was not too far behind the other male. "Just... please take me home."
@α☣kim seokjin Even when Seokjin was drunk, sick, he was so polite, it was a true wonder for the nurse off duty. He however had the feeling the other was bothered by his presence. They weren't close enough to be discussing while in the toilets, they barely discussed because of their hectic schedules. Also, no remark was made about his assuming he had made Seokjin throw up so his bad joke turned out to be the reality to him. He figured on a friday night in the club, last thing one wanted to think of was work and he was maybe even as significative as crossing path with the dean or something.
"I do not doubt it." he reassured, though he had noticed the other's fun was over according to his own words, and he blamed himself for it.
"I'm sorry for intruding, you know these things even more than I do certainly..." he said, a frown on his lowered face and he sighed, ready to leave when he heard very discreet noises coming from the stall. He heard no sob or anything, but he the air seemed heavier, Seokjin being absolutely frightening.
"I'm not judging remember? I'm your practician if you need me. Besides, I assume we're both here for the same reason. I can go around but I insist that you let me drive you home if you're not feeling well. I don't believe in coincidences."
He walked to the exit and paused there, looking back in case his friend would speak up as he was pretty sure he had ruined the other's night for some reason: he owed him.
@β☣song mino Of course Mino would follow him into the bathroom... of course he would. Seokjin squeezed his eyes tight shut and let out a soft groan as he covered his face. Nothing he could think of sounded anything remotely like the response he wanted to give. The alcohol had numbed his brain functions enough that a well-thought out reply was out of the question, but his ingrained manners required some kind of polite response. Another little noise of discomfort and he opened his eyes again, staring up at the dying light bulb. "I'm... fine, thank you. Your... your concern is much appreciated."
Even if he was upset at his cover being blown, he was too well-mannered to say that, only shelved the misgivings and overwhelming feelings of dread for some other time when he could process it properly. "I was... I was having fun, don't worry... being safe and all, I know what I'm doing..." The splitting headache was really no joke, and he closed his eyes again as little hammers pounded around inside his skull. This was stress that he wasn't quite ready for, or particularly welcoming of, and the pink-haired alpha could feel tears of frustration welling up in his eyes already. Swallowing back a quiet sob, Seokjin dropped his head onto his knees and wrapped his arms around them, feeling hot liquid soak into the dark denim.
@α☣kim seokjin The skills of a health related profession were not required for Mino to see that his colleague was considerably drunk. He seemed to be a lot more touchy, leniant maybe, but also very unpredictable. He watched him struggle off the embrace of his dancing partner almost graciously and he raised a brow as the teacher left without a word. He considered this was the alcohol acting up, and so he followed Seokjin to the bathroom though he let a few meters. He waited outside shortlyand meeting with the barman's amused eyes, he sighed and went in. It was too late to leave now. He had made the other uncomfortable apparently and he had earned himself the glares from the alpha that had been very reluctant to let go of Seokjin. He went in the bathrooms and someone just left, leaving them alone, the door closing and muffling the sounds from the club enough for him to hear the gagging noises from the only occupied stall.
He hopped to sit on the counter, his back against the mirror as he waited without a noise. It took quite some time but there wasn't much he could say as he surprised Seokjin out off his usual serious environment. When he noticed the other was just panting some, calming down maybe, waiting for more to be spilled out, he picked the least embarassing reaction he had for this situation.
"I think I had never made someone throw up like that." The room sounded even emptier after his odd remark. Self-diversion usually helped getting rid of the shame in weird situation like these. "I mean, I know I didn't dress up to kill tonight, but still, I feel a little regretful for spoiling the last meals and drinks you had... Let alone for pissing off that guy you were dancing him. I'm pretty much certain he mouthed a death threat for me when he noticed I was the reason why you left..."
He sounded rather amused though. He was good at fights, and even so, considering the height and scent of that guy, he'd lose to him, that was for sure.
"I just..."
He feared someone was taking advantage of a well alcoholized cutie. It happened everywhere in clubs, all the time, but iit was different if the cutie was someone he cared for.
"I didn't mean to barge in on your party time." But he did.
"This is why I should stick to the rock parties, the bikers and what not."
No one from Azrael went there, and thus he let Seokjin know of his getaway just like he knew his. "My friend had told me you could defend yourself if you needed but that must be my St Bernard instinct." Ironically enough, he was very far from being a mountain kind of wolf or dog in that case.
"Feeling okay in there?"
@β☣song mino By the time Mino showed up, Seokjin had gotten relaxed enough to the point where he was leaning back against one of his dance partners, letting his head loll back against the taller man's broad shoulders as his back was pressed almost flush against the other's chest, held in place by the arm around his waist. His dancing at this point was more of a body-rolling side-step back and forth. He knew he looked slim and delicate and "like some kinda pink fairy," according to one very drunk and very much awed alpha who sifted clumsy fingers through his temporarily dyed pink hair, and he certainly wasn't complaining about the attention, but the familiar (and seemingly sober) voice had him perking up and peering at Mino, gaze gone a bit unfocused with the number of drinks he'd had. "Ah... Mino-sshi..." Seokjin murmured, letting his eyes drift over his colleague's form.
Once his brain kicked into gear, though, the fact that his anonymity was blown took precedence overall. With more liquid grace and elegance than one might have thought possible from a drunk alpha, Seokjin extricated himself from his partner's arms, letting out a soft, remorseful little noise as the other tried to convince him to stay by rubbing large warm hands up and down his back and sides. A few seconds of that and he removed himself from the dance floor for sure, making a beeline straight for the washroom to splash water in his face and try to sober up at least a little before getting home. Drunk as he was, he didn't quite know what to make of the whole situation other than it was bad, someone from work finding out where he was and what he did. Worse still, it was Mino who'd found him. While he quite enjoyed the older male's company, this was a side of himself that Seokjin didn't want others to see.
Nausea roiled through him at the thought of gossip and rumors spreading around campus - the ed professor going around and clubbing once a month, getting drunk and all. What would they say about his character, his professionalism? What would his parents say if they found out? Disappointment would be an understatement, and that didn't even begin to cover the potential stain on his reputation. Seokjin could hear the slurs now - , , knot-hungry, fake alpha, - and promptly staggered into a thankfully empty stall, stomach deciding to expel the alcohol and snacks he'd consumed. As with most things, the alpha was quiet even when he was being sick, the only giveaways of his nausea being his heaving shoulders and the sound of sick splashing into the bowl with a soft cough.
His stomach spasmed and made two attempts at emptying itself before settling down for the time being, and Seokjin leaned back against the wall, slightly grateful for having chosen a more dimly lit stall and for the surprisingly clean space. It was going to be tough heading back outside... he'd certainly have to postpone the next few months, mounting stress levels or no. With projects and test coming due, though... The pink-haired alpha thumped his head back against the stall wall with a slight groan, feeling the nausea peaking up again.
@α☣kim seokjin There were more eventless evenings at after long days of works and finally week ends, especially fridays with a little bit of liquor a lot of forgetting all Mino had in mind because of work.
He preferred a few music bars, open stages and theme nights lately, because he wasn't quite the flirt with strangers he wouldn't meet again, or mostly prompt to being a little too caring for anyone in what he assumed was distressed. He was teasingly called 'the party nurse' in the nightclubs, for being the one who was too caring to let a totally drunk prey by himself, for driving people home safely and providing all kinds of care to broken hearts, purses, really: all kinds of care.
This night however, chitchatting at the bar of a nightclub he had been pouting for a while, his eyes were caught by a familiar face on the dancefloor. He was both surprised and glad to see Seokjin able to enjoy himself a little and as the barman reported, this one hopped nightclubs, dancing and drinking and he teased Mino, telling him there was no help he'd provide this one who knew all the ways to not only get drinks for free but also never shown himself as someone vulnerable. Mino nodded and chose to not jump in since many were dancing very close to the younger male. Mino ordered himself another drink and watched out to the many touchy guys around him. He did want to intervene but feared to get in the middle of a game he didn't know the rules of as it was the first time he saw the teacher this close to others.
"You sure I shouldn't go in and you know... help him get rid of all the buggers?" The dark haired asked, squinting his eyes a little as in those moments, he couldn't quite figure the features from a distance without his glasses. The barman shook his head but he didn't tell him about the one detail he had been missing out: his type. He let a few minutes pass and couldn't take it anymore. The barman chuckled, recognizing very well the protecting beta and he let him deal with the situation his way.
Mino walked close to the teacher and yet he didn't dare touching him, but he did come in the middle of a few ambitiously flirting males, that was for sure. Many were alphas and though he smiled confidently, he knew the risk of standing between an alpha and their target, the latter being his friend here.
"So that's where you run to when you make time for yourself afterall..." he commented and smirked, dancing to the rhythm.
@jackson wang Seokjin was never really the partying type. He'd spent most of his younger years with himself for company, either studying for his exams, doing his homework, or playing video games with his secret hamster nosing and nibbling around him. But ever since he'd started taking classes to become a professor and actually started teaching classes, his stress levels just kept rising and rising. It was completely accidental that he found out that drinking was a great stress reliever, and another accident when he found out that drinking in a place where no one knew him was a bigger stress reliever. Soon he was going out to clubs whenever he felt too stressed, letting anonymity and alcohol wash his problems away.
Seokjin liked to have a rotation of clubs he'd go to, and he was in one of the friendlier ones - though by friendlier, it usually meant that he got free drinks for dancing with people he may not have associated with otherwise. There was a warmth deep in his bones from the drinks he'd had so far, and he couldn't quite remember how many he'd had, but everything was just so... lovely. The professor felt his inhibitions falling away layer by layer, and he was soon in the crush on the dance floor with his eyes closed, body moving in time to the beat without much thought put into his movements.
He knew he was attractive, pretty, what have you - had heard it slurred into his face and whispered into his ear more times than he could count. He also knew that he was an alpha - a lowkey one, but an alpha nonetheless, and it was rather gratifying to know that people still found him attractive in that manner without his scent being offputting. If anything, Seokjin was currently trying to remove unwanted hands from his body, having made his refusal of those advances clear already verbally. If all else failed, he'd just let his alpha pheromones loose and set everyone within a 5-foot radius on edge.
@kim seokjin jackson wasn't even at least slightly surprised with himself, when, instead of spending the whole evening and most likely night as well, he chose to leave his dorm as soon as possible, finding his roommate's company extremely boring and probably annoying too. sure, it was hella hard to get on his nerves, however, sometimes the young omega simply wasn't in the right mood to deal with the other's bull, so he liked avoiding any risky encounters. conversations and activity seemed to be more tempting when he did them with strangers who knew nothing about him and no one really bothered themselves to ask questions. for omegas, spending time outside at night might not be the wisest decision ever, however, one single glance at jackson gave an impression of a very strong omega who could take care of himself without any help, especially alpha. he was self-sufficient and alpha or beta who would protect him was the last thing he was able to think about. actually, if you wanted to have a honest talk with him, he would admit he wasn't actually desperate to mate. silently believing that mating wasn't for him. he was so ing unlikeable omega.
anyway, at that moment he was in one of the nightclubs in the city. there were crowds of people, crowds of foreign faces, foreign scents, everyone was annonymous, so was jackson. the music was loud, yet he somehow found it pleasing. maybe he just liked this kind of music or he was already too drunk to care. well, the first option was easier to believe, because how drunk person could be after drinking only two shots? he was considerably sober, but it wasn't like he was underaged, right. drinking wasn't anything bad, especially when sometimes he got company. yes, he must've had luck that night because he didn't even spent a bean, yet he had alcohol in his veins.
@lee taeyong How could he resist laughing. The pranks had all been out of love and fun. "Oh really now? I seem to remember you pulling quite a few on me too." He gave him a pointed look. "Like that time you tried to get me to take some girl to a dance. Did you think I forgot about that?" Ji had never been interested in females in that way. Taeyong was really special to him though. The boy was his friend even when everyone else in the pack had turned against him for what happened to his "friend's" mate. Tae had understood he was only doing what they'd both begged him to do. How did he know the omega would end up pregnant with twins? "Well now you don't have to be lonely." He grinned and threw and arm around the boy's shoulders. "I should introduce you to my mate. He's funny. And adorable, but he never says what he means....well, not usually anyway." He found it cute since he had watched over the boy so long and understood that he COULDN'T say what he meant. He was slowly figuring out why too. "From now on when you're bored, call me. I can't promise to bring you somewhere like this, but we can hang out at least. "I'm glad. Yea, Minki and I live in the dorms too. It's not so bad, but I still prefer being outside to indoors. I'm not sure that will ever change."
@α❅kwon jiyong "If I were a ghost, I would've haunted you in your sleep a looong time ago, hyung. As revenge for all the pranks you pulled on me." Taeyong retorted with a sadistic smirk only to wince slightly when the older hit his forehead, successfully shutting him up. Finishing his drink, he ordered another glass since he was still feeling quite thirsty. "Oh you know, just drowning in loneliness. Living the mate-less life. The usual." He replied sarcastically before chuckling and answering in a more serious tone. "Just kidding. Came here to dance. I was feeling too restless at home but I didn't want to dance by myself in the studio so here I am." He stated matter of factly. "I've been good so far. I'm living in the dorms now. Nothing much has changed though apart from that." He added on with a shrug.
@lee taeyong The kid was a sight for sore eyes. It had been so long, but he was happy to see his dongsaeng. He remembered those times when they used to hunt and run together, just working off idle energy. Now, he was back and it made him smile back. "I don't know. A ghost?" He hit the boy's forehead, but grinned. "Stop being a smart ." With a shrug, he looked around. "I do, but I needed something to go and this is the only place I could think to go." He turned back and began to sip his drink again, thinking about the piles of homework he had awaiting him on his desk. "I know. I'm doing great. I have a mate now." He smiled, thinking of his boyfriend and how much he cared about him. Watching the people around him, he leaned closer to the boy he grew up with. "So what are you doing here? How's life?"
@α❅kwon jiyong The corners of Taeyong's lips curved up into a rare smile when it really was his childhood friend in front of him, one of the only few people that he looked up to. "Who else could it be?" He sassed with a playful roll of his eyes though his smile was still on his face. "Fancy seeing you here, hyung. Last I checked, you hated crowded places." He commented as he took a seat on the empty bar stool beside the other and turned it to face the older male, drink still clutched in his hand. "But I'm kind of glad you're here. It's been a long time since I last saw you. How are you?" A nostalgic look fleeted across his usual expressionless face as he took in Jiyong's much more mature and defined features, realising that he wasn't the only one who had undergone some growing up.
@lee taeyong With a sigh he waited for his drink and rested his cheek on his hand. This weekend was not shaping up to the be the way he'd wanted. While Minki was busy with his work and treating all the students who seemed to be affected by the rash outbreak, he was trying to find something to do in an attempt to avoid doing his homework. He'd heard from a few of the other wolves he was around on a regular basis that this place was pretty cool. He admitted to himself that the music was good, even if all the people weren't. He still really hated crowded places. While he could handle them better now than when he was young, he preferred not to unless absolutely necessary. As he took his drink and sipped it, he heard someone behind him. 'Hyeong?' Only one person had ever called him that. Turning to look at the slightly smaller boy, he smiled. "Taeyong. Is that really you?" His friend had grown up a lot.
@α❅kwon jiyong Taeyong was a keen observer as he sat alone. Registering a familiar voice, one that he hasn't heard for a long time, a curious frown made its way on his forehead. Even the order of drinks sounded exactly like what the person would have gotten if he was here. Tuning out the unnecessary sounds, he scanned the bar until his eyes landed on the familiar figure though he was much more mature looking now, making Taeyong doubt whether or not it was really the person from his childhood. Taking his chances, he approached the slightly older male with an air of uncertainty. "Hyung? Jiyong hyung?" He called out once he was near, to be heard above the loud music as he waited for a response.
@lee taeyong After the week he'd had, a night out was much needed. The atmosphere in the club was stuffy, but not in an unpleasant way. It smelled of warm bodies rubbing against one another and alcohol. He walked deeper into the dark space, but was careful to avoid the gyrating bodies on the dance floor. At times like this, he wished he was just 2 years older so he could purchase alcohol. Instead, he order cranberry juice and club soda from the bartender. Then, he sat facing the crowd. He hoped he'd never have another day like yesterday. Meeting his mate's family had been enlightening to say the least, but he still wasn't entirely sure how he felt about them. Right now though, he wasn't thinking about them. He was thinking about the best way to forget them.
@α❅kwon jiyong The loud music rang in Taeyong's ears as he danced surrounded by the mass of bodies. His body simply moved to the beat, not at all caring about those around him as he let himself lose occasionally finding a partner to dance with before moving on to the next one. He was not one to stick for too long. Deciding to take a break, he headed over to the bar and took a seat as he ordered a refreshing non-alcoholic drink to keep himself hydrated, all the while his eyes scanned the packed venue merely to just take in the familiar scene.
@α☄Toya MingMing really couldn't resist letting out a little moan when Toya's fingers slid through his hair, and he moved his head just a little bit to feel the tug at his hair, whimpering more at that and rolling his hips. He didn't need much coaxing to open his mouth up to Toya, but gave some resistance just to be more playful, whining softly in an attempt to communicate what he wanted. Almost before he could give much thought to it, his hands were trailing over Toya's chest, trying to figure out the tricky buttons so he could see and feel the other man's skin. To his credit, he managed to undo two completely unrelated buttons before he tried pulling his own shirt off, pulling away from the kiss and tugging the clothing over his head, leaving him in a thin black tank top with one strap falling off his shoulder and the material bunched up halfway around his torso. Still, that didn't stop him from diving in for more kisses, though he did fumble around for Toya's other hand so he could place it on his half-covered waist, softly at the feel of warmth bleeding into his skin.
