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Popped her head behind a wall, a careful figure emerged and dawdled in back of the unaware man. Jisoo came after that stranger, knowing he was the one who she had to meet at the pub in the first place. But the said meet-up didn't happen inasmuch as a huge disturbance ensued. 

Each step of her way hastened as the man's sped up too. Why run all of a sudden, she questioned mentally, pacing vigilantly and avoiding from being noticed. 

Just as she was nearing him, she was alarmed when a resonant ring from her sling bag resounded against the yet loud bar of Woo's. "Just in time. Perfect," sarcasm evidently laced in her voice. Looking back at spot where the man was a while ago, there was no sign of his presence, and so she answered the call without realizing who dialed.

"I'm in the middle of an important situation here. Mind if you try calling later. The number you have dialed just want to end this right away." She voiced out all in one rush before breaking off the phone call.

Her hand clenched around the phone, severely tempted to throw it. Shoving it back into her bag, she scanned through the crowd along corners, however the man was no longer there. She ran off to the exit, hoping she could spot the man there.

Reaching the door out of the place, her body froze. "Are you following me?" comes a stranger's voice from behind.

Before she could turn around and utter a word, Jisoo was pinned against the wall, arms held above her head whilst her frame was in lull due to a keen stare. She was hardly breathing, cautious that way she could not shatter the space that distant her face few inches away from that person. Her heartbeat accelerated, surging it down to her throat. 

She raised her head up, not wanting to meet his gaze but did. Her jaw dropped, gasped for air before recognizing━ if she was, yet her eyes wandered around his features with appreciation. The stranger before him was gorgeous; he had low set eyebrows, his eyes so alluring, a raw dark umber and caramel mix with a mischievous glint -  they were every shade of brown someone could imagine. Her eyes lowered down to his naturally pink lips, it wasn't extremely thick but its proportions were on point and its outline made the most satisfying bow-shape. Unexpectedly, they were worth to ogle about. 

"A great tempter, stranger..." he whispered in a husky voice with a smirk, pulling attention back to his eyes before his hand trailed over her cheeks and leered at her lips.

All of a sudden, he abruptly grabbed the back of her head until his lips were crashed on hers. She could taste the bitterness of liquor's presence. Her body stiffened up in shock as she stood there like a stump, mixed up with the swift turn of events. She widened her eyes at the unexpected movements of his lips upon hers. He was nibbling and sucking, taking the whole thing to a new level. She gasped when his hand moved down on her waist, slightly caressing it, which let the man enter her mouth. 

His tongue played around her cavity. Jisoo couldn't protest because of his hold tightening around her wrists. She knew she was drunk and that people are not in their usual selves when tipsy as far as she knew. Satisfaction aroused, he broke away from the lengthy kiss. 

Both were drawing breath when he looked deep into her eyes with full desire, adoration and sadness. He held her face in his hands and rested his forehead onto hers, shutting his eyes. The tantalizing heat that surrounded them softened at that moment. Still, Jisoo did not feel the impulse to object.

He took a distance away from her and met each other's gazes.

"I love you, Jisoo." he said. 



Staring blankly at the countertop, she pursed her lips while thinking ahead of what to happen after the mess she went in. Now that she had met him, Jisoo pondered over the incidents,  questioning herself what would possibly happen after all these.

"Uhm, miss... You're next." She was pulled out of her thoughts when the cashier called her attention, signaling her to bring out the items she bought from the store. Dithered about what to do, she soon realized her absence of mind and immediately took all the purchased items from her hold and onto the counter. 

Coming from Woo's Bar, she just found herself going to a convenience store along with the man who she had her first kiss with. To be true, it was surprisingly her first and to her dismay it was stolen by a mere stranger; she never even knew his name! All she was aware of is that he was the one she was seeking to know. Jisoo was interested but not in a romantic way. She could not imagine herself falling for that strange guy.

She grabbed the things from the counter, shaking her head as the cashier insisted for a plastic bag to carry the goods, after paying her with cash. 

After the huge incident at the pub, she had herself running away subsequently giving the man a slap. Eventually, looking back, she caught of a glimpse of him trudging, so she had no choice but to tag along with him.

Strutting towards the man's whereabouts who was massaging his temple, she knitted her brows and cussed under her breath. "Look at this sober. He drank the shit out of him and now he's grumbling. Tch."

She could not understand why she was being grumpy when in fact she should be. After all, being first kissed by a good-looking man wasn't an enough reason to get mad of- With widened eyes, she quickly shook her head, erasing that awful thought she had a while ago. 

Jisoo inhaled before putting the recovery drink on the table with a loud thud, which caused the drunken man to face her, as she perched herself in a high stool along the glass window of the store, beside him. He frowned with a confused look but recovered and tried to open the drink with his shaky hands.

She snatched it in an abrupt manner and effortlessly opened the bottle, placing it in front of him. Unwieldy silence prevailed between them as they both scarcely able to speak. 

Without being seen, she watched the man as he gulp down the drink in one rush. She scanned throughout his face, her eyes paused halfway seeing a wound underneath his left eye. It wasn't an open cut; as far as she could tell, it was an abrasion. She took the ointment she bought besides the recovery drink earlier and hesitantly applied it onto her face with her trembling finger.

He became stiff, unable to move, not wanting to stop what she was doing. His hand balled into a fist, breaking off the urge to seize and pull her into his embrace. Once Jisoo finished treating his wound, she ended putting a band-aid onto it then later applied ointment on the side of his lips. 

"Pull yourself together, mister." She smiled timidly and walked away. 

A familiar warmth engulfed around her wrist just as she was to take steps. Turning back, his grip tightened but he was still looking before him. The silence was toxic on them, for in that null of sound the shallowness of their lifeless conversation was laid bare; it gnawed her insides.


"Don't leave." he demanded. 





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