"May I borrow your partner?" 

I couldn't help but freeze with the familiar voice ringing right above my head. It was Joon? Why was Joon here? Just when I had stopped thinking about anything related to him, why had he come around? Well of course we were friends; but when I was dancing so close with Jonghyun that it'd almost seem like we were together - wow, that thought made me blush - why would Joon interrupt? After two whole weeks of trying to get over him I was finally having fun from heart, I didn't want him around. 

After a short hesitation, though, Jonghyun stepped away from me unwillingly. 

"Of course..." he muttered, looking quite unhappy; but he didn't have much time to dwell on it as the girl with white dress - the girl who came with Joon - took his hands and pulled him away from us. In a second, Joon did the same with me. It was awkward dancing with him; not natural like Jonghyun, it felt off. 

"You look really stunning today." Joon spoke soon. I smiled kindly up at him. 

"Thank you; though I'm nothing compared to the lady you brought here. She's truly gorgeous." I said. Honestly, I had meant what I said. He smiled back cheerfully. 

"Right? And she was so nervous about her dress..." he said. I felt a slight pain in my heart. He looked so happy talking about her, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous and hurt at the same time. It was almost as if he had no idea about my feelings. Hadn't I made it obvious enough? Or did he just not want to see? In the end, there was nothing I could do but to ignore, as Jonghyun would say, so I smiled and shook my head. 

"That's totally unnecessary, her dress is angelic." I said. Joon smiled and nodded. 

"I totally agree." he said. There was a short uncomfortable silence where I didn't know what to say before he started to speak again in a less cheerful voice, his smile had also faded away. "Though, I'm slightly jealous of a certain guy, you know, cuz I didn't get to come here with you... I've missed you, you know?"

"Y-you did?" I asked, not knowing what else to say. He missed me? Normally, that should have made me happy; but right now all I felt was annoyance. Where was my fluttering heart? Where was my blush, my lovestruck frozen mind? All I could think was how stupid that sounded. I had asked him first; what made it so he "didn't get to" come with me when he was the one to say no? And now he missed me? 

"Yeah, I would have definitely come with you if I hadn't already promised my noona. And I haven't seen you in a while; how long has it been; two weeks? Three? Or has it been longer? Why don't you come anymore?" he asked. Noona... wait, that angelic beauty was his sister?? So he had promised his sister, that was why! I felt a weight I didn't know was there get off my chest. 

"Well, I was quite busy you know? I couldn't take time for the club and such..." I said. His brows raised.

"You sure it wasn't because I said no to you?" he blurted out. My blood froze first, then started boiling. What exactly was this head saying, again? Well, alright, that was part of the reason why; but when he said it like that, it really didn't feel nice. It was so conceited and almost humiliating! And of course I would never admit it. 

"I had exams and I had to go out to choose a dress; also I have friends other than you, don't be so conceited." I said with a cold, challenging voice. He looked surprised by my sudden attack. 

"Yeah; but I thought you'd at least come to visit the club, or just to see me for short, was it so hard?" he said, annoying me further. 

"I was busy, also why didn't you come visit me if you missed me so much, was it so hard?" I countered.

"Don't be like this." he said. 

"Like what?" 

"Like... we're not at war, I'm not enemy; don't fight me. I thought we were closer than that... I thought I was more than a friend to you." he said, not quite sounding like he was trying to get me to calm down. He sounded like he was holding me responsible for I had no idea what. 

"What gave you that idea? You know, friendship, brothership or love relationships; none of these work one-sided; if you want attention you must give at least the equal to what you want, that's how human relationships work. You can't expect to be more than a friend to someone you don't treat differently, that just doesn't work. Anyways, I'll be going back now." I broke the dance and walked back to our table. When I sat and huffed, Jonghyun's friend from the Band Club, Minhyuk shifted onto the chair next to me.

"What's wrong?" he said with his usual cuteness; though he had that cool style for the day, he was still the cutesy Minhyuk inside. 

"Nothing." I sighed, "Just, a certain person annoyed me."

"Ahh..." Minhyuk nodded understandingly, "Joon tends to do that to people. What did he do this time?" 

"Doesn't matter." I waved my hand as if to discard the question. 

"Excuse me, are you trying to steal my princess just because you don't have one?" Jonghyun's voice said just at that moment; when I looked I saw him teasing Minhyuk playfully.

"Well who can help it really, if I had someone I'd be loyal but..." Minhyuk teased back as he moved back to his original seat.

"Hands off, pal." Jonghyun chuckled as he sat next to me, making me chuckle as well; then he turned to me. "Well, somebody looks like they didn't have much fun out there." 

"Somebody was quite annoyed; but it's okay, I broke the dance." I said. His brows raised.

"What did Joon do?" he said. The waiter had brought the desserts so I waited for him to serve to tell him everything as I ate my cake. He didn't touch his cake, though, he was listening carefully. When I finished telling. He nodded in awe. 

"That's some conceited way of thinking..." he said slowly.

"Right? So it isn't just me who thinks that!" I said, relieved. 

"But," he continued, "I can't deny the truth in some of his words... you did leave him alone because he said no and he was more than a friend to you." 

"Not you too!" I rolled my eyes, "And not anymore. I'm really done with that page. No matter how much I liked him, this isn't how I wanted it to be."

"Well he did say it was his sister." Jonghyun reasoned. 

"He could have said that when he rejected me, if he cared so much." I countered.

"And that he missed you." Jonghyun added.

"Words don't matter, actions do; he should have come to visit me instead if that was true." I said. Jonghyun nodded.

"You have a point. Well if that doesn't bother you, then it's okay." he flashed his usual chic smile to me, "As long as you're happy here, who cares, really?" 

"Right?" I chuckled. His smile had something that always put me at ease. "I promise I won't bother you with stuff about him anymore."

"That's a relief." he laughed. Soon the music switched to something more lively, so we got up to dance again. The dance floor was overly crowded so instead of going there, we stayed around the table to dance. I had never been able to dance in a cool, elegant or such way; but I liked having fun to the fullest so nothing could keep me sitting. After short, though, I felt like I needed a breath. I leaned into Jonghyun's ear.

"I'll be going out for short!"

"Wait, I'll come with you!"

"To the toilet? I don't think so!" I chuckled, "I'll be back soon."

"Sure, hurry!" he laughed and kept dancing as I walked away. I needed to check up on my makeup and then I'd go out to the balcony to breathe a little. I wouldn't take too long, I was having too much fun to stay away for too long and I was tipsy again, first time this year. I couldn't let it go to waste. 

The way to the toilets were a dimly lit cool corridor that was easy on the eyes and it made me feel better. If it was a horror movie, though, there had to be a monster hiding somewhere, or somebody would suddenly come out of the dark and kidnap me, or some killer with a knife would suddenly grab me and-

"Gotcha." 

I let out a scream with the sudden grasp on my wrist and the quiet voice. A hand pressed onto my mouth and silenced my scream. I pushed and struggled the best I could. Was this a killer? Did he have a knife? I didn't want to die yet, I was too young!!

"Calm down, will you!! It's me, Joon!" the voice above me said. I stopped struggling, though my heart was still beating in my ears. Joon... he wouldn't kill me here and now... right? I looked up. When he realised I wouldn't scream anymore, he pulled his hand away from my mouth. 

"Damn, my hand is covered in lipstick." he grumbled. 

"You scared the hell outta me!" I snapped, still breathing fast. "What are you even doing?!"

"I've been waiting to catch you alone." he said, walking up to me. I took a step back instinctively.

"What do you want; to kill me?" I shot. He didn't stop closing up, so I took another step back but my back hit the wall. Okay, I was getting nervous again. 

"Kill you? Haha, actually, the opposite." he said mischeviously, leaning his hands on the wall on each side of me. I gulped. 

"W-what do you think you're doing?" I stuttered. He smirked.

"What you told me to... the equal to what I want." he spoke in a low, husky voice. I could feel his breath on my skin. I looked away and turned my head to the side.

"I don't understand..." I said. One second later I felt his fingertips on my cheek.

"Don't look away..." he said and turned my face back to him, "You do understand. What you said earlier... that's how it works, the equal to what I want... is this." 

I only had time to close my eyes before I felt his warm, plush lips on mine.

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/le squealing like a stupid shojo otaku. 

haaai. i'm too much in need of shojo lately, i'm kinda tending to my own needs here I guess, hahaha! well hope you liked it :3 please comment to let me know what you think, thank you~~