Alchemy // DoJae

•part two•

Doyoung's POV

Hanging out with the jocks has never been a preferred free-time activity for me, not even close, but when I'm bored out of my mind and in the mood to do something out of the ordinary, it's always a good idea to turn to these guys. Or so I've always thought.

"I'm so bored." I groan and make myself even more comfortable on the huge couch.

"Me too." Lucas joins in, mumbling something under his breath that probably only he could hear.

"Let's do something then." Yuta suggests from the floor. Well, the carpet to be exact.

"What exactly?" I ask, looking up at the ceiling.

"We should go to a club or something. Hell, I don't know." Winwin speaks from the sofa and we all hum in unison.

"Doesn't sound like a terrible idea." Taeyong says as I look at the others again, and can't help but notice Yuta is eyeing Winwin silently, seemingly not okay with the idea. I decide not to say anything though.

"Well, let's go then!" Ten adds and everybody stands up, nodding approvingly.

"Shouldn't we, like, change?" Yuta asks, still on the floor but stands up right after his words. "I don't think the club is a place for shirts and shorts." He shrugs quickly.

"Shit he's right." Lucas approves. "I'm gonna change, you guys go too." He goes up the stairs to his bedroom, since we're in his house.

Thankfully, we all live around his home, so it's not a big deal for us to get out and go to ours. It's quite cold outside so when I get to my house I change into jeans, a basic black tee and a denim jacket. I walk out, looking at my hand watch. I still have a bit time so I lean against the wall and wait to see if anybody will show up. Ten walks out first, wearing screaming bright red. He sure will attract the female attention tonight. Soon joins Kun, Lucas comes behind him along with Taeyong.
Winwin and Yuta come last.

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If there is a need to explain what a club feels and looks like, it's now. Honestly, I'm definitely not a fan of strangers' bodies brushing against mine, or the smell of cigarettes, or even the overpriced alcohol. But the privileges of being here are endless. Cute girls all over, I can dance all I want without being judged by drunk teens, aaand sometimes strangers give me drinks for free. Not that I'm okay with drinking something given to me by someone I don't know, but I haven't been drugged by anyone yet.

I'm currently sitting on a tall stool, drinking some weird cocktail the barman mixed for me 'because I'm cute'. It doesn't bother me though, it happens a lot. And I watched him make it carefully, so I'm sure there's nothing funny in it.

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I saw Yuta and Winwin making out in the crowd.
Not surprised, just wondering how that managed to happen. And when. They do seem like great friends, I never thought it would turn to something more though.

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I'm making out with a girl in the corner.
Her lips are rough and she smells like a pine forest, but my mind is blurry and I'm overwhelmed by the lights and faces.

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I exit the club, panting. This was a very bad idea. The time is 12am, I have no idea how to go back home, and honestly I don't want to. I don't know what caused all of this to happen in the club, but I just want to walk around and clear my mind.

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As I'm silently walking with my hands in the pockets of my jacket, I hear footsteps close to me. It's not impossible for someone else to be walking around, so I don't pay much attention to it in the beginning.

I just let myself get lost in thoughts.
I made out with some random girl, how could I? Dahye is probably at home, thinking of our date tomorrow and I fucking cheated on her. It was a blink of a moment kind of thing, I pushed her away as soon as I realized what I'd done. But that doesn't really make it better, does it?

How am I supposed to go see her tomorrow, kiss her with the same lips that were connected to another girl's ones just mere minutes ago? I sigh, slowing down the pace. Questions fill my mind.
Should I tell her? Should I end it here so I don't hurt her more? I can't just continue without a care in the world, ignoring the facts. And the facts are, I'm a disgusting cheater.

I don't even realize that by the time I snap out of my thoughts someone is walking right beside me with the exact same pace. Their steps are much louder than mine though. I turn my face to them, a bit cautious, in case I need to run or fight.
My heartbeat goes crazy for a second at the thought of being in danger.
It soon dies out though, and I let myself calm down for a second when I see it's actually the weird guy from chemistry classes.

This doesn't really change the situation, why is he walking with me? And where did he come from?
Before I can even say anything, he breaks the silence.

"It's a great night for a walk. Would you mind if I joined you?" His deep voice makes me shiver for a bit. I've never really heard him talk, since the classroom is usually very noisy and I can't even hear my own voice sometimes. Nothing out of the ordinary, I never imagined his voice like this though. It's not extremely deep, but it's manly and definitely calming.

"Do whatever you want." I shrug dismissively. He doesn't really bother me, so if we just walk along in complete silence, I definitely don't have anything against it.

"Oh, that's nice, because I'm going to." I can basically hear the small smile by the way he talks. And when I glance at him, I hum at myself. He is actually smiling a bit. "And I don't mean to bother, but, see, I really need to ask. What are you doing out here that late?

"Clearing my mind." Is my simple answer. I don't want to tell him my whole story, so that'll do. I'm surprised when he actually accepts that as an answer and doesn't ask any further questions. He just keeps silent. Just what I need right now.
"Same goes for you." I mutter.

"Clearing my mind." He repeats my words, but in a more monotonous voice. It's a bit shaky, probably because it's cold. Not a single other word leaves his mouth.

I nod and keep on walking, then take a sharp left turn when we reach the end of the street, where it branches off to the left and to the right. I don't know the place well enough to know where I'm going, but I suppose he doesn't either.

"What's your name?" I mutter, trying to break the awkwardness.

"Jung Jaehyun."

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There were a lot of time skips in this one but my intention was to make it hectic and cut up to sort of give an idea of what exactly is going on in Doyoung's head.