22

Kris/Nana

Romance, drabble, AU, PG- 13, ~837w

"We're happy, free, confused and lonely in the best way.

It's miserable and magical."

*    *    *    *

Kris enters the club as he smells smokes and spilled liquor across the crowded room. He looks at his watch and sighs. It’s already two in the morning and yet Nana is still in this club, who is nowhere to be found at the moment, probably partying with some strangers since there is no one she can go clubbing with (she has just moved in).

He did not like the idea and Kris did not want to think of his friend dancing with some other guy so he immediately goes around the place, bumping to someone’s back and stepping into some shoes from time to time. Kris always apologizes even though he knows nobody is going to hear him even when he shouts over the loud music.

And it’s not even a good music, he thinks to himself. It is just loud and all shouting. It’s not even good to the human ear, he decides.

Just when Kris gets tired roaming around and getting sharp looks from women whom he has thought to be Nana, he finally sees her drinking some alcohol at the corner with some other guy.

Kris quickly moves towards her just in time since the guy has been starting his way towards her hips.

“Nana, we’re going home now.” He shouts over the loud music as he grabs her away from the guy.

“Hey, Kris…” Nana smiles at the sight of him and Kris swears to self she almost got him.

Nana has been so drunk, he notices it by the way she smells of alcohol and the way she turns to face him (almost falling and just twirling like a little kid), and being Nana, she appears at her sweetest whenever she’s drunk and Kris ca