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Friday, May 22 11:56 pm
Dongmin panted and groaned from the pleasure he was receiving from the man above him.
He kissed and licked at Dongmin’s neck, leaving bruises as he pounded into him, the only sound in the room coming from their skin slapping against each other. Dongmin could feel himself getting closer to his climax with every thrust against his prostate and every moan pulled from his throat. He was drooling from all the stimulation his ass was getting and reached down to stroke himself off, but the other man swatted his hand away and replaced it with his own hand, which was much bigger than Dongmin’s.
Dongmin felt the familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, so he reached around and dug his nails into the other’s toned back, eliciting a groan from him as he tightened his grip on his hips and shoved himself deeper inside of him.
The other man’s touch was burning against his skin and his lips tasted of alcohol, making him drunk on them. He had no idea why this stranger had such strong effects on him, but he hoped this wouldn’t come back to bite him in the ass. If it did he’d definitely blame Jinwoo for insisting he get drunk because, “what’s the point of clubbing if you don’t bring a strange man home with you?”
“Fuck, I’m close.” The man above him panted out. He closed his eyes and sped up his thrusts, fucking into Dongmin’s heat at a brutal pace.
Dongmin’s breath hitched in his throat before he let out a cry and arched his back as his body shook from the intense orgasm. He came all over his stomach and his hands gripped onto the stranger’s back in order to keep himself somewhat grounded as he saw stars in the back of his eyes. Dongmin’s hole clenched around the other man’s dick, causing him to let out a long moan and bury his face in his neck. His hips stuttered against him and Dongmin felt him cumming deep inside of him as he bit down hard on his shoulder and released a growl similar to an animal.
They both panted as they rode out their highs. Dongmin was pretty sure the mixture of alcohol along with intense sex made him pass out right after. How had he ended up in bed with this man again? Oh, yeah. The club.
—Flashback—
8:43pm
“Dongmin, please? You never get drunk.” Jinwoo said for the 4th time that night. They were sitting at the bar in their local club Polaris, which, as far as Dongmin’s knowledge of the establishment went, was owned by a woman. Neon blue lights were strung up in different designs all around the club. It was a small but cozy club and was a local favorite. “Dongmin!” Jinwoo whined. Dongmin groaned and took a sip from his glass of water.
Dongmin wasn’t much of a drinker, so when his best friend asked him to hang out at the club, he was a little skeptical. “Why are you so intent on getting me drunk?” Dongmin said exasperated.
“Because you’re 23 and people need to get drunk at least once in their lifetime. And as your wingman I need to get you drunk enough to get laid.” Dongmin felt his cheeks heat up. He was by all means not a virgin. His face provided him with enough offers of sex during his life, (even though he never acted upon most of them) but he was still pretty shy.
“I don’t need to get drunk to get laid.” He mumbled.
“Yeah, well it’s more fun this way.” Jinwoo grabbed Dongmin’s arm and shook him. “Please? Just this once?” He begged. Dongmin looked at his friend and sighed.
“Fine.” He watched as Jinwoo practically bounced in his seat and flagged down the bartender to order a round of shots for them both.
Dongmin scowled at the liquid in the glasses, knowing all too well how they tasted. “Oh come on, drink up!” Jinwoo said as he started on his round. Dongmin huffed and downed the first glass, his face immediately scrunching up as the alcohol burned his throat. He looked over at his friend practically inhaling the liquor before turning back to his own glasses. He huffed and started to wiggle his body to loosen up before finishing his round and ordering another one.
“For someone who almost never drinks, you sure do have a high tolerance for alcohol.” Jinwoo giggles out, receiving a roll of the eyes as a response.
Dongmin wasn’t sure how many rounds of shots he had before his mind was nothing but fuzz and his eyes never left the man on the dance floor.
He was tall and broad with very muscly arms which were on display for everyone to see in a white sleeveless shirt. Dongmin’s mouth watered as he watched his hips sway against the music with his eyes closed. The black ripped jeans he was wearing tightened against his thighs showing off their thickness in all the right spots and Dongmin knew right then and there that he wanted him in his bed tonight.
“See something you like?” He jumped, forgetting he wasn’t alone.
“What? No.” He said as he turned away from the man and downed another shot, hoping he didn’t notice his intense staring. Jinwoo was slow about a lot of things but this, he caught onto fast. “Oh?” Crap.
“I spy with my little eye, a hot piece of meat, on the dance floor, all alone, and waiting for someone to take him home” he whispered suggestively.
“I’m not taking a stranger home with me.” Dongmin rolled his eyes. “Even if said stranger was eyeing you?” He wiggled his eyebrows for more effect. Dongmin wouldn’t have believed him if he hadn’t looked back over to catch him ogling him while doing a very provocative move. Dongmin choked and Jinwoo’s hand was quick to pat his back. “Geez are you okay? He must really turn you on” He received a slap from Dongmin on the arm, his cheeks red from drinking and getting flustered. “Wow I didn’t think you could get so red” Jinwoo laughed. Dongmin rolled his eyes and asked the bartender for another glass of water along with some nuts.
“As your wingman,” Jinwoo started. “It is my job to hook you up with that hunk of junk tonight.” Dongmin scowled at his friend’s choice of words.
“What makes you think I wanna hook up with him?” He said as his eyes drifted back to the stranger who was grinding on a girl. He felt a pang of jealousy in his chest and made eye contact with her. She made a face and began to drift away from him. “Because you’re glaring at that girl and drooling over the hottie.” Dongmin wiped at his mouth and turned his glare towards Jinwoo. “God you’re drunk!” Jinwoo laughed with a hand over his mouth, nearly falling out of his chair.
Dongmin thought his glare was menacing but in reality he was squinting one eye and pouting with his face flushed from all of the alcohol he consumed. Dongmin whined.
“No I’m not!” He adjusted in his seat trying to get in a more comfortable position to hide his boner. Guess Jinwoo wasn’t slow at noticing this either.
“You have a boner don’t you!”
That or Dongmin wasn’t really good at hiding things in his drunken state. Dongmin groaned and hid his face in his hands. “I hate being drunk.” Jinwoo patted his back.
“There’s nothing wrong with being drunk. Especially if it’s gonna help you land a date.” He said with a smirk. “Besides, what’s the point of clubbing if you don’t bring a strange man home with you?” Dongmin looked up and tried to do his best menacing glare, yet it only caused Jinwoo to laugh hysterically once more.
He sighed and decided maybe Jinwoo’s advice wasn’t so bad. He hadn’t had sex in a while and since this was gonna be a one night stand, it was a win-win situation. He downed his second to last shot, the familiar burning sensation in his throat as he felt his mind drift a little further.
After the song was over the man turned and Dongmin caught his eyes immediately. He watched as the man drifted over to where him and Jinwoo were sitting and Dongmin instinctively downed his last shot, hoping to get more drunk so the voice in head screaming “This is a bad idea!” stayed quiet.
As soon as the stranger took a seat next to Dongmin, he lost all sense of dignity and made it his life goal to seduce this man into his bed. “Hey gorgeous” the man cooed, making Dongmin blush. Jinwoo watched as they stared into each other’s eyes and quickly moved to a booth to watch as the event unfold.
They practically undressed each other with their eyes before Dongmin broke the eye contact feeling his cheek flush, not sure if it was from the alcohol or because the man in front of him was insanely attractive and making his hormones act up.
The other man had lilac hair that stuck to his forehead from hours of dancing, but somehow made him even more attractive. Dongmin watched as his lips turned up in a smirk, his cheeks tinted red from the alcohol he most likely consumed.
“I’m Moon Bin. And you are?”
Dongmin turned to fully face him and cocked his head to the side to expose his neck. He was wearing a white tee with a rose embroidered in the top left corner with a jean jacket resting on his right shoulder and hanging around his left elbow. “Lee Dongmin.” He watched as Bin’s eyes traveled to his neck and lingered there before looking back at his eyes.
Bin cleared his throat and waved the bartender over to order a drink for them both. “2 Sex on the beach for me and my date.”
Dongmin felt his dick jump in his pants at imagining having sex with Bin on the beach. The alcohol was making his hormones go haywire and he was sure if they were alone, he would have already pounced on this guy. He saw Jinwoo out of the corner of his eye giving him a thumbs up and mentally face palmed himself. What he didn’t notice, was Bin whispering something to the Bartender.
His attention was back on Bin in seconds when he saw his tongue dart out and lick his lips while staring intensively at Dongmin. Dongmin parted his lips slightly, breath caught in his throat.
They were interrupted when the bartender came over with their drinks, causing them both to look away with a slight giggle. Bin thanked the bartender before turning back to Dongmin and placing a hand on his thigh. Dongmin flinched slightly at the contact and stared at the hand, then at Bin, his eyes dark with lust. Dongmin was sure his boner was entirely visible by now, but he could also see a tent forming in Bin’s pants.
It turned him on even more. At least Dongmin knew what kind of drunk he was now.
Dongmin placed a hand on top of Bin’s and laid the other on his shoulder gently, then leaned in to whisper in his ear. “My place is closer.” He leaned back slightly, so that their noses brushed up against each other, and gazed into Bin’s eyes. Bin leaned in and captured Dongmin’s lips, their drinks long forgotten.
They kissed passionately, hands roaming over each other’s body before Bin broke apart and laid his forward against Dongmin’s, both panting for air. “I’ll call a taxi.” Bin breathes out
Dongmin watched as he got up and stumbled out of the bar, then he rushed over to Jinwoo’s booth, tripping in the process, and plopped down next to him. “Oh god what did I just do?” He gasped and hid his face in his hands, embarrassed. Jinwoo laughed but egged him on.
“You’re about to take a hot ass stranger home! Be happy!” Jinwoo sipped his drink. He wasn’t nearly as drunk as Dongmin was, since he was able to hold his liquor a little better than Dongmin, but he was definitely past tipsy.
“Besides, knowing you, you’ve probably been stressed lately and not taking care of yourself. Doing something wild while drunk is the best way to destress someone of your stature.” Jinwoo guessed he sobered up a little because this time he was able to actually muster up a slightly menacing glare. “Just make sure you call me in the morning so I know you’re alive and I don’t have to spend my day off hunting down this bastard because he killed you.” He said jokingly but with a little seriousness.
Dongmin nodded and ruffled his hair. “I can’t believe I’m about to fuck some random guy.” Jinwoo began laughing again as Bin made his way to their table. “There’s a taxi outside for us.” He looked at Jinwoo and bowed. Jinwoo nodded his head, smile still adorning his face. “You kids have fun.” Dongmin kicked him slightly before getting up and grabbing Bin’s hand as he lead Dongmin outside to the taxi.
—End of Flashback—
Saturday, May 23 10:18 am
Dongmin woke up with a headache and groaned. He squinted his eyes to see around the room, trying to recall last night. It took him a minute before everything came flooding back. Well, most of it anyway. He looked to his side only to see the bed empty and sighed. Guess he let himself out. Dongmin sat up and something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.
On his bedside table, there were pills and a glass of water with a cute little post-it note saying “Drink up! -Bin” and a drawing of a smiley face.
His lips turned up into a small smile at the thought of Bin doing something considerate for him. But he quickly came back to his sense. There was no reason to feel this way, they didn’t even know each other.
Dongmin hastily took the pills and drank the water. He huffed and mustered up all the energy he could to get out of bed. He saw clothes folded up on his desk and made his way over there, seeing another post-it note on top. “Sorry to go through your clothes, but here’s something comfortable to wear when you wake up! -Bin” This time it was adorned with flowers and Dongmin couldn’t help but smile again. He inhaled sharply and quickly got dressed. Bin was right, he felt a lot more comfortable now.
He made his way into the kitchen to find something to eat when he saw a container on the table.
It couldn’t be. Bin had already taken care of him twice since he woke up, he couldn’t possibly have bought him something to eat as well. Maybe it was from Jinwoo checking up on him!
Dongmin took a deep breath and made his way to the table, and lo and behold, there was a post-it laying on top of it.
This one read “I bought you breakfast! Make sure to eat so that the medicine works well! I hope you like kimbap!!” There were hearts spread around it and Dongmin felt his heart swell with affection.
Damnit.
Dongmin slapped his cheeks and started shoveling the food down his mouth.
He made his way back to his room and grabbed his phone. He then went and sat on the couch in his living room and opened it up, seeing missed calls from Jinwoo and a text message from an unknown number. It was already 10:30 so he decided to text Jinwoo letting him know how everything went with a promise to meet up at the Cafe later today to talk more. Dongmin clicked on the text from the unknown number and read it out loud.
“Hey Dongmin, this is Bin. Just thought you should have my number in case you ever wanted to hook up again. Or you know, hang out. Anyway, I had a great time, hopefully I see you later <3”
Dongmin felt the familiar warmth returning to his heart as he read the text, but it was quickly replaced with dread. He didn’t want to get involved with anyone and it seemed like Bin was just inserting himself inside of Dongmin’s life.
He didn’t like it.
——
7:30 pm
Dongmin met up with Jinwoo later that day at the cute little cornerstone cafe, Love Wheel. It had a nice pastel green color with fairy lights that were turned on at night adorning the walls with white roses. He always liked coming to this Cafe after work or even when he was stressed. They had the best deserts and he was best friends with the owner.
“Dongminnie!!” Someone called in a loud voice. He turned to see Myungjun, the owner waving at him from behind the counter. Although he was the owner, Myungjun liked to work in the store alongside Sanha, a part-time worker who was in his second year of college. Myungjun had begged Dongmin to work for him since he needed another full-time worker besides himself and Yeongchul, who worked in the back and sometimes the front.
He hugged Myungjun and smiled. “Jinnie is sitting over there waiting for you. I wish I could join you both.” He said as he pouted. “I wanted to hear all about how you got drunk and took-”
Dongmin abruptly cut him off. “Okay! I’m going now!” He replied loudly making his way to Jinwoo and sitting across from him in the booth. “Thanks for blabbing off to your boyfriend in less than 24 hours.” He joked, rolling his eyes.
Jinwoo just shrugged his shoulders and leaned forward as if they were gossiping. “So? Was the sex good?”
Dongmin gasped and covered his mouth. “Why would I tell you something like that?”
“Seeing as how you have hickeys on your neck, I’ll take it as a yes” he said, smirking. “So when did he leave? Early in the morning? Or did he wait until you woke up?” Dongmin sighed and fiddled with the end of his hoodie.
“Well..” he said, not sure if he should tell him.
“Well?” Jinwoo repeated, anticipating some more.
Dongmin flailed his arms before giving in. “He left me some breakfast and hangover medicine.” He mumbled.
“What?” He said, a bit loud.
“And his number.” Dongmin added.
“What?!” Jinwoo yelled this time.
They were interrupted when Sanha came over and put down coffee for them both. “Here’s your regular coffee hyung!” He said, chipper as always. “Extra sweet just the way you like it!”
Dongmin smelled the sweet aroma of the coffee and stared at it. Usually he would drink the beverage as if it were water, but now, the smell was making him nauseous. He could feel bile in the back of his throat and he scrambled to get up, covering his mouth and rushing to the bathroom, ignoring the looks of concern. Once he locked himself in a stall he threw up this morning’s breakfast.
Jinwoo burst into the bathroom soon after. “Dongmin?” He called out as Dongmin coughed into the toilet. He knocked on the stall door. “Hey, you okay?”
After a few minutes Dongmin unlocked the stall door and stumbled to the sink to rinse out his mouth. He looked at Jinwoo when he was finished. “I-I’m fine. It must have been the alcohol from last night.” He gave a weak smile. Jinwoo looked unconvinced but said nothing further as they made they’re way back to the booth. Once they settled, Dongmin nudged the cup of coffee away. Taking the hint, Jinwoo got up and threw it away. “Thank you.” Jinwoo nodded.
They talked for a while after that, Sanha and Myungjun chipping in every now and then, creating a familial atmosphere that would warm anybody’s heart.