Shadows of desire : SVT

(78) I Love You

Her head was spinning, her vision blurry, and her body felt heavy as she lay on the bed, unable to move. His gaze locked onto Yuri, who was barely aware of her surroundings. She mumbled something incoherently, her fingers gripping the blanket as her head swam.

Luhan stepped closer, his voice low and mocking. "Seul...? You look so helpless right now."

Yuri tried to blink through the haze, but her body refused to respond. She could sense someone near her but couldn't fully comprehend what was happening. Her pulse quickened, and she tried to speak, but her words were slurred and unintelligible.

Luhan leaned down, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering for a moment too long. "You're such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" he whispered.

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Meanwhile, At the party, the Seventeen members were scattered across the room, each deeply involved in different conversations. S.Coups, Joshua, Hoshi, Woozi, and DK were standing in a secluded corner, discussing a potential alliance with the members of Monsta X. The atmosphere was tense yet cordial, both groups knowing how much was at stake in this deal.

Meanwhile, across the room, one of the other Seventeen members was losing himself in his drink, his thoughts clouded by the image of Yuri. Her face flashed in his mind over and over, making it hard for him to focus on anything else.

Jeonghan, who had been keeping an eye on him for a while, walked over, concern etched on his face. "Yah, do you want to die today?" Jeonghan scolded, snatching the drink from his hand. "Stop drinking like this."

The member groaned, rubbing his face as he swayed slightly. "Yuri... she looked so beautiful today," he mumbled, his voice soft but filled with longing.

Jeonghan sighed, glancing at the others. "Yeah, we know, but this isn't the time or place for you to act like this."

Seeing the situation escalating, Jeonghan motioned to the others. "Yah, take him to one of the rooms we booked. Let him sleep it off."

With a few grunts of agreement, the members helped him up, steadying him as they walked him out of the party. They escorted him to the room booked for Seventeen on the 3rd floor, carefully laying him on the bed.

"Rest here hyung," Seungkwan said before leaving him to sleep it off, closing the door quietly behind them. As the door clicked shut, the party continued, unaware of the inner turmoil brewing in some hearts.

The person sat up on the bed, blinking away the dizziness clouding his mind. He ran a hand through his hair, his heart still racing from the alcohol and the overwhelming thoughts of Yuri. His head dropped for a moment, but then he sat up straighter, his eyes darting around the dimly lit room.

"Yuri? Yuri, where are you?" he called out, his voice sounding desperate, almost pleading. He pressed a hand to his chest, the weight of the emotions he was suppressing earlier now crushing down on him.

There was no response, just the quiet hum of the city outside the window. His hands clenched into fists as frustration and confusion filled him. He could see her face so clearly in his mind, her smile, the way her eyes sparkled tonight. But now, alone in the room, he felt the emptiness creep in.

"Yuri..." he whispered again, his voice softer this time, as if saying her name would somehow bring her to him. He laid back down, his mind spinning with thoughts of her, but no answers to the questions gnawing at him.