It was another boring Saturday night. Your elder brothers were out working while Seungri had fallen asleep early. Your mind was too excited to sleep. *What to do? What to do?*
Suddenly, you perked up. You remembered your classmates talking about a brand new club that had opened. It wasn’t too far from your house. Giddily, you started to get ready.
In half an hour, you were at club Hypnotica. There were so many people that the bouncers didn’t even bother checking ID. *Just my luck! I can tell it’ll be a good night!*
You were amazed by everything. It was your first time at a night-club. It was totally different from a hip-hop club. You were looking around when someone pressed closely against you from behind. “You’re not over 21.” A voice hissed in your ear.
You stiffened. *Uh-oh.* You slowly turned around and looked up. Your jaw dropped at who you saw.
“You should’ve seen your face!” Zico cracked up.
“Jerk!” You punched his shoulder.
“Ouch, okay. That actually hurt. Remind me not to joke with you anymore.” He rubbed the sore spot.
“What are you doing here?” You asked.
“Everyone is here. Including you. Who isn’t old enough.” Zico pointed out.
“You aren’t either.” You said matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, but I look older than you. You look like- like-“
“Like what?” You zoomed towards him, as if daring him to go on.
Zico looked you from bottom to top and slightly melted *HOT.*
“You were saying?” You raised an eyebrow.
“Wanna dance?” He grasped your wrist and tugged you to the dance floor.
“Hey! That’s not what you said!” You protested.
Zico and you were smack dab in the center of the dance floor. You uncomfortably glanced around at the rubbing bodies.
“What’s wrong? Queen of Rap doesn’t know how to dance?” He teased.
“I do!” You blurted. “I just- never danced with so many people before.” You stepped back from a crowd of grinding bodies.
Zico grabbed your waist and pressed you closely against him. You gasped, “What are you doing?!” “Relax. I’m just teaching you how to dance.” He said. “I told you! I already know how to!” You snapped. “Then don’t be afraid and just show me.” Zico dared.
You hesitated at first but slowly, your hidden moves started coming out. *Damn. She’s good.* Zico his bottom lip. He came so close to you that you could feel his breath on your lips.
“Um,” You uneasily stepped back, “Friends don’t dance so closely.”
“I might have a trouble with the definition of ‘friend’.” Zico naughtily whispered.
Before you knew it, the two of you were grinding against each other. Out of nowhere, someone touched your from behind. You gasped and spun around.
“Hey, baby!” U-Kwon grinned.
You glowered at him, “I thought my nickname was ‘’.”
“That long changed.” U-Kwon waved it over, “Now I’ll call you baby. I saw your dance moves across the floor and damn I could not resist. Your body was calling out for me.” He reached for your waist.
You slapped his hands away. U-Kwon pouted, “Come on, woman! I threw away my pride for you by kneeling in front of you! Do you really have to kick a man when he’s down?”
You couldn’t help but laugh. He grinned, “I’m funny, huh?”
“Yeah, hilarious.” Then you shoved him into the crowd and he became lost in the dancing bodies.
You cracked up.
“I wanna dance with the bi-“ P.O. stopped when he saw your expression. Behind you, Zico was slitting his throat with a glare. P.O. gulped, “Beautiful girl.”
You glanced back. Zico innocently shrugged, as if saying ‘I don’t know what happened to my friends that suddenly made them into angels.’
“Let’s dance! I want you lots!” Kyung started skipping around in a circle.
*Okay, Block B are actually fools.* You chuckled. Your built-up resentment started to fade away. You began to dance with all of them. Taeil, especially, was fun to dance with. He wasn’t a good dancer but he was easily embarrassed, which caused you to grab your stomach in laughter.
You turned around and were face to face with Zico. He smiled and slid closer to you. A smile came on your lips and you began to dance with him one-on-one.
Before things could cross the friendship line again, you spotted familiar big men in black attire.
A flash of a dragon on their wrist made your blood freeze.