𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦 || 𝘫𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘯

𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎

   english : bold
(...) : translation

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   'What was that?' Joshua asked himself as he reached the bar and then took a seat. 

   In a matter of seconds, Jeonghan had suddenly grabbed his hand, pulled him over to his chest and softly caressed his dark locks as he looked at him with such fondness. All this was of course impossible for Joshua to ignore.

   Heck, at that moment, Joshua couldn't help but get drunk on the smell of his cologne. Jeonghan's pitch black hair and red lips didn't help him sober up at all as well. 

   And as much as he wanted to say that the moment had caused a shiver to run down his spine, he couldn't even deny being caught in a trance by the older as he fixed his hair.

   "He's such a brat sometimes.." He said in a whisper.

   Although Joshua knew he wouldn't let himself be swayed by someone who had called him a cockatoo a few minutes back, the black haired male had to admit, Jeonghan is attractive.

   If only the other wasn't such an irritating bastard then Joshua wouldn't mind betting it all for Jeonghan's heart.   

   "Disculpe Señor, ¿quisiera algo de tomar?" (Excuse me Sir, would you like something to drink?)

   The sudden voice before him caught Joshua by surprise.

   He turned his head to the man behind the counter and gave him a shy smile. "Water please-"

   "Scratch that, hand the man some wine" 

   'Wine?' Joshua arched an eyebrow as he turned to his side. Without knowing, a man dressed in a maroon suit had sat beside him.

   As soon as their eyes met, Joshua's breath was taken away. However, he would’ve instantly fallen for the man’s charming smile if he hadn’t looked at Joshua up and down, eyeing him as if he was some kind of toy to play with for the night.

   "No thank you, I'd rather not"

   But the man seemed to ignore Joshua's discomfort. He placed his hand on his thigh and began to rub it with his thumb, causing Joshua to narrow his eyes and scrunch his nose in disgust.

   "I insist.." He said in a sultry voice.

   With a groan, Joshua immediately stood up and rolled his eyes as he turned around. 'What a hassle..' He thought.

   "I said no and that's final” He clicked his tongue. “Now if you excuse me, I’ll take my leave”

   “My love, don’t get mad!” The man hesitated. “I’ll buy you whatever you want! Be it wine or water!”

   But all Joshua did was turn around and flick him off. “Fuck off!”

   With his hands closed into fists, Joshua stormed off into a room filled with dining tables decorated by flowers. And as a server walked by holding a tray with fuzzy navels and champagne, Joshua went ahead and took one. He brought the glass up to his lips and chugged down the liquid, completely ignoring how much it burned as it slid down his throat.

   ‘I hope his dick falls off '. He thought.

   The man had expected Joshua to cower in fear and let him do as he wanted. But little did he know Joshua had to hold himself back from punching the man in the guts just because he had morals.