Author: midorinohime
Story: Drabble
Characters: Dara Park | Kwon Jiyong
DRUNK
by: midorinohime
It's already half past eleven in the evening and Jiyong was becoming more and more worried. A certain brunette lady walked out today without so much a glance at him, He actually asked her where she's headed to but she ignored him completely and went out, which made him frown in confusion. Did I do something wrong to make her angry? Or did I say something that irritated her? He asked himself. He somehow couldn't understand girls. They are so complex, specially his fiancée.
He paced back and forth in the living room, thinking of what could've angered Dara but couldn't think of an answer. Maybe she's not really angry but she just didn't hear you asking her. He reasoned. He glanced at the wall clock, and groaned. It's almost midnight and she not here yet. Maybe, I should call the girls already.
He was about to approach the phone, when he heard a girl giggling outside the aprtment.
"Dara, stop, stop." It's Bom, but he was quite sure it was Dara who was giggling a moment ago. "You're home now. Just go inside, okay?"
"I don't want to," Jiyong heard his fiancée's voice again.
"Come on, Dara." Bom, the older girl amongst the girls, whispered exasperatedly. "Your hubby is already waiting for you."
Curious, he went outside and saw the girls pushing Dara towards their unit. When they heard the door creak open, they all turned to look. "Yah! Jiyong!" Bom yelled. "Come here and take your wife."
Jiyong need not to be told for he had already advanced towards where the girls are. "What happened?" he asked.
"She drank too much. Someone called me and said that Dara's in their club and that she's really drunk. The girl who called told us that we should pick her up right away."
"Apparently, many guys were hitting on your fiancée. Be grateful that the girl kept them away from her while stopping her from going to them." Chaerin added. Images of guys talking to her and touching her filled his thoughts and he found himself wanting to beat the hell out of them.
"Thanks," he said, pulling Dara to him and whispered, "Come Dee, let's go inside."
"Don't want," she pouted. "Want to go back there." Pointing her delicate fingers to the elevator, probably she wants to go back to the club.
"Sweet, let's go inside. You have to take a shower first before going back there, right?"
"Shower?" she asked me, blinking innocently. Her face is all red, maybe because she drank too much liquor. He nodded and smiled down at her. "Then, we'll go back?"
"Yes. Come on," she willingly went inside with Jiyong. Before completely shutting the door, he mouthed a small thank you to the girls. Dara went straight to the bathroom, excited to go back to where she went but he stopped her. "Dara…" She eyed him, huffing for delaying her shower. "Why did you go there?"
"It's fun," she squirmed out of Jiyong's hold but he refused to let her go.
"It's fun to flirt with guys you barely know?"
"Yes. Why? Are you jealous?" she asked, pressing her soft hands on his chest.
"Dee…" he felt her hands caressed his chest, stopping right around his neck, playing with his blonde locks. He felt his heart beat wildly. This is not good. His eyes resting upon his bride-to-be's eyes, which was looking at him with mischief. Just what are you thinking, Dee-ah?
He saw how she seductively stared right to his orbs and down to his lips, licked her lips and tiptoed to reach out to him. She stopped, their lips just a few centimeters away from each other as she breathed huskily, "Do you want to kiss me?"
All thoughts of his fiancée's actions gone, jealousy was already set aside, and all he could think of was kissing those pink tinted lips. Before he knew it, his head was already leaning down, his fingers tilting Dara's.
He noticed Dara slowly closing her eyes, giving in to their moment when she suddenly gagged...
And then another retch…
And another one...
Uh-oh… it was inevitable… She's drunk after all…
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