Less than an hour later, the three are gathered - some of them somewhat reluctantly - in the foyer of Charity’s apartment. Jong Kook has exchanged his gym shorts and tank top for jeans and a button down. Kwang Soo has chosen a similar outfit. Charity, in her usual torn skinny jeans and loose, drapey top, is fixing her lipstick in the mirror by the stairs. Jong Kook eyes her up and down.

“What?,” she asks, looking at him.

“Is that what you’re wearing?”

“... clearly.” She turns back to the mirror, giving Jong Kook a straight on view of the back of her black top, full of slashes and slits, nearly exposing the entirety of her spine from the nape of her neck to her lower back. He’s honestly not totally sure what’s even holding the shirt together.

“But you’re not… what are you… how are you…” He stumbles over his words and she turns to him again, eyebrow quirked questioningly.

“Cherry,” Kwang Soo breaks in to help his friend. “Where’s your… you know.” He cups his hands at his chest and mimes jiggling.

Charity grins at him and winks at Jong Kook, but says nothing. Jong Kook scowls.

“Can’t you put on something else? We have time.”

“Nah,” she responds, taking a last look in the mirror and sliding her lipstick into her purse. “Did you call her?”

“What?” He’s startled by the sudden change of subject and not quite ready to move on from Charity’s not-shirt. “Oh. Yeah. She’s going to try to make it for an hour or so.”

Jong Kook has been surprised that Hannah had agreed to come out for the night, considering how busy she is. On top of that, clubs don’t really seem like her scene, either. He almost hadn’t texted her at all, but decided to go ahead and do so to keep her aware of his level of interest in seeing her more frequently. She’d actually seemed enthusiastic and is going to try to break away for a bit to get a break from a long day.

“Try? For an hour?” Charity rolls her eyes.

“Well, she’s working and in school,” Jong Kook starts defensively.

Charity’s eyebrows shoot up. “In school? She’s still in school?”

“It’s a long post-grad program!”

“Oh.” Charity’s own defensive posture loosens almost before he has time to register it. “Good. You know 40 year old men who date women half their age are creepy.”

He rolls his eyes at her but agrees.

“And you?” She tips her head back on her shoulders and abruptly addresses Kwang Soo.

“Huh? Me?” He looks down at Charity from where he’s standing over her, fussing with his hair in the mirror.

“Did you text him?”

“Oh. Joongki. Yeah, he’s already out for the night and he’ll meet us.”

“Great!” Charity is too enthused for Jong Kook’s liking.

“You know Joongki, or are you just a fan girl?,” he asks a bit bitingly.

“Both!,” she says brightly, ignoring his tone and shoving them toward the door. “Can you two go pull the car up front? I want to change really quickly. I’ll meet you down there.”

Jong Kook mentally fist pumps and extends a hand to catch the keys she tosses. Without waiting for an answer, she’s thumping back up the stairs toward her room.

Jong Kook and Kwang Soo head for the elevator.

“I didn’t think you’d be up for a club, hyung.”

Jong Kook shrugs. “Somet