Just another HS fic-Chapter 21
CHAPTER 21
“Is the club far?” Junsu asked shyly, probably never having talked to this jerk before.
“Not really, but I have to the car wash first”
I looked at him with a disbelieved look.
“Dude, it’s just a few tomato stains that’ll probably go away with the rain. And at the speed that you’re driving, they’re probably already gone!” I said.
“How do you know that they’re tomato stains?” he said, squinting as he glared at me. It caught me by surprise.
“Just because I saw tomatoes on the floor when I exited the apartment” I said, thinking quickly “oh, and a few eggs” I added, grinning. Now that my hair was back in my face, I could display any emotions I wanted, which is awesome, though it seems like Yunho kept trying to look pass my curtain of concealment.
We stopped at a garage. Yunho paid (with a big tip) before driving in the car wash.
“Well, “ I said “since this is going to take a while, why don’t we do the talk here?” I suggested.
“Whatever you want” Yunho said, uninterested. Junsu just stared at the windows, hypnotized by the bubbles and soap.
“I want you to help me get to Euna” I said and at those words, he looked at me sharply. Very sharply and dangerously.
“What are you saying…?” he said, almost with a hiss.
“Calm down. It’s not in the way you think. It’s just that she keeps on giving me presents and I don’t want any of them, but I can’t contact her and talking to her in school will cause the entire male population of the school, including you, to go berserk on me” I explained. This guy has some serious jealousy issues. If he’s like this outside of the relationship, imagine when he’s inside the relationship.
His anger melted.
“If you’re returning her presents, then why aren’t you returning mine?” he asked me, dead seriously looking at my eyes through my hair. I don’t know how he manages to do that and it scares me. I feel like he can actually see me behind my hair sometimes.
“Because her father gave me 50,000, 000 wons” I finally said and Yunho’s expression calmed down.
“Oh, you should have told me that in the first place” he said with guilt, looking in front and putting his hands steadily on the steering wheel now as if he’s going to drive, but that idiot is not fooling me. We’re still in the frigging car wash. What a fail attempt at avoiding the fact that he misunderstood me. Again.
“Anyhow. You can help me do that right? Since you’re the only guy in school who’s actually allowed to talk to her” I said.
“Yes, but Euna is not easy to reach. She has extremely high standards” Yunho said and sighed “even a little for me. You do one thing that displeases her, and she’d ignore you for a long time” Yunho told me. Damn, why does Euna have to be a heartbreaker, making my life harder.
I thought for a few seconds and sucked in a breath through my teeth.
“What if…I helped you and we make this a win-win situation?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” Yunho’s eyes brightened.
“I mean, because I’m her saviour, she’d probably accept to hang out with me no? And since you’re my fake buddy, you could kind of hang out with me too so you could get closer to her that way” I suggested. This plan works in my head.
“Wow” he said, speechless.
“Well, what do you think?” I asked, but he suddenly surprised me with a big manly hug.
“W-what the fuck! Get offffffff!” I said , trying to push him away, but the car was too cramped for me to do so successfully and as I said before, he is one strong fella.
“Are you sure we can’t become real friends?” he said.
“Get off me and I’ll consider it”
He got off. Junsu was looking at us with big surprised eyes from the back seat. I just laughed awkwardly and looked outside the window at the water that was getting blown dry.
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We got off his car, finally at this club of his.
“Wait, we’re under aged; how are we going to get in?” I asked. Junsu was behind me, fidgeting like a scared mouse staring at the flashy club sign.
“Don’t worry, there’s nothing you can’t do with some cash” he told me with a smirk.
Looking at him now, I could help to think how it’s a waste for someone so good looking to become such a pimp. He could use it for modelling or something instead. Yunho is wearing a black slick suit with vest and tie. His tie is striped white and his hair was style up, leaning sideways in a sexy way. Wait… sexy? My brain must not be functioning well.
Oh well, I have to admit that he’s really handsome, because it’s a fact more than anything else, really. So why deny it? It just made me a little self conscious that he’s wearing something so fancy and that I’m wearing something very casual in the end. Even Junsu’s clothes were a lot fancier than mine. Oh well, too bad.
The three of us walked in the club and I could hear very loud booming music coming from inside. The music got louder as we walked in further. The doorkeeper person there looked really mean and though, but seemed very polite after Yunho handed him a few bills. The mean and tough looking man actually led us in.
As we got in, I was very displeased to the scene in front of me. There must be a hundred, maybe two hundred people dancing -if you can call it dancing- on a multicoloured lighted dance floor. Some people were rubbing against each other in a way that made me want to dump some cold water on them. The tables all around were full of people who glared in our way, either drunk, flirtatiously or perversely. The smell of alcohol, sweat and smoking was in the air too. I coughed and felt like gagging.
We got led to a room that, thank goodness, looked clean and smoke free. It looks like some kind of private room with a television, sofas, microphones and a table full of food.
“Yo, Yunho my buddy! What took you so long, man?” Yoochun said like Yunho didn’t tell him earlier or something.
He had a bunch of girls around him. Seven or eight I counted.
Too much, way too much.
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“Is the club far?” Junsu asked shyly, probably never having talked to this jerk before.
“Not really, but I have to the car wash first”
I looked at him with a disbelieved look.
“Dude, it’s just a few tomato stains that’ll probably go away with the rain. And at the speed that you’re driving, they’re probably already gone!” I said.
“How do you know that they’re tomato stains?” he said, squinting as he glared at me. It caught me by surprise.
“Just because I saw tomatoes on the floor when I exited the apartment” I said, thinking quickly “oh, and a few eggs” I added, grinning. Now that my hair was back in my face, I could display any emotions I wanted, which is awesome, though it seems like Yunho kept trying to look pass my curtain of concealment.
We stopped at a garage. Yunho paid (with a big tip) before driving in the car wash.
“Well, “ I said “since this is going to take a while, why don’t we do the talk here?” I suggested.
“Whatever you want” Yunho said, uninterested. Junsu just stared at the windows, hypnotized by the bubbles and soap.
“I want you to help me get to Euna” I said and at those words, he looked at me sharply. Very sharply and dangerously.
“What are you saying…?” he said, almost with a hiss.
“Calm down. It’s not in the way you think. It’s just that she keeps on giving me presents and I don’t want any of them, but I can’t contact her and talking to her in school will cause the entire male population of the school, including you, to go berserk on me” I explained. This guy has some serious jealousy issues. If he’s like this outside of the relationship, imagine when he’s inside the relationship.
His anger melted.
“If you’re returning her presents, then why aren’t you returning mine?” he asked me, dead seriously looking at my eyes through my hair. I don’t know how he manages to do that and it scares me. I feel like he can actually see me behind my hair sometimes.
“Because her father gave me 50,000, 000 wons” I finally said and Yunho’s expression calmed down.
“Oh, you should have told me that in the first place” he said with guilt, looking in front and putting his hands steadily on the steering wheel now as if he’s going to drive, but that idiot is not fooling me. We’re still in the frigging car wash. What a fail attempt at avoiding the fact that he misunderstood me. Again.
“Anyhow. You can help me do that right? Since you’re the only guy in school who’s actually allowed to talk to her” I said.
“Yes, but Euna is not easy to reach. She has extremely high standards” Yunho said and sighed “even a little for me. You do one thing that displeases her, and she’d ignore you for a long time” Yunho told me. Damn, why does Euna have to be a heartbreaker, making my life harder.
I thought for a few seconds and sucked in a breath through my teeth.
“What if…I helped you and we make this a win-win situation?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” Yunho’s eyes brightened.
“I mean, because I’m her saviour, she’d probably accept to hang out with me no? And since you’re my fake buddy, you could kind of hang out with me too so you could get closer to her that way” I suggested. This plan works in my head.
“Wow” he said, speechless.
“Well, what do you think?” I asked, but he suddenly surprised me with a big manly hug.
“W-what the fuck! Get offffffff!” I said , trying to push him away, but the car was too cramped for me to do so successfully and as I said before, he is one strong fella.
“Are you sure we can’t become real friends?” he said.
“Get off me and I’ll consider it”
He got off. Junsu was looking at us with big surprised eyes from the back seat. I just laughed awkwardly and looked outside the window at the water that was getting blown dry.
~ ~ ~
We got off his car, finally at this club of his.
“Wait, we’re under aged; how are we going to get in?” I asked. Junsu was behind me, fidgeting like a scared mouse staring at the flashy club sign.
“Don’t worry, there’s nothing you can’t do with some cash” he told me with a smirk.
Looking at him now, I could help to think how it’s a waste for someone so good looking to become such a pimp. He could use it for modelling or something instead. Yunho is wearing a black slick suit with vest and tie. His tie is striped white and his hair was style up, leaning sideways in a sexy way. Wait… sexy? My brain must not be functioning well.
Oh well, I have to admit that he’s really handsome, because it’s a fact more than anything else, really. So why deny it? It just made me a little self conscious that he’s wearing something so fancy and that I’m wearing something very casual in the end. Even Junsu’s clothes were a lot fancier than mine. Oh well, too bad.
The three of us walked in the club and I could hear very loud booming music coming from inside. The music got louder as we walked in further. The doorkeeper person there looked really mean and though, but seemed very polite after Yunho handed him a few bills. The mean and tough looking man actually led us in.
As we got in, I was very displeased to the scene in front of me. There must be a hundred, maybe two hundred people dancing -if you can call it dancing- on a multicoloured lighted dance floor. Some people were rubbing against each other in a way that made me want to dump some cold water on them. The tables all around were full of people who glared in our way, either drunk, flirtatiously or perversely. The smell of alcohol, sweat and smoking was in the air too. I coughed and felt like gagging.
We got led to a room that, thank goodness, looked clean and smoke free. It looks like some kind of private room with a television, sofas, microphones and a table full of food.
“Yo, Yunho my buddy! What took you so long, man?” Yoochun said like Yunho didn’t tell him earlier or something.
He had a bunch of girls around him. Seven or eight I counted.
Too much, way too much.
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