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[taehyus]

frat boy yeonjun ! hard to get reader + small suggestive scene

the bass pulsed through the room, vibrations humming beneath your feet as neon lights flickered across a sea of moving bodies. the party was in full swing—drunken laughter, loud conversations, music loud enough to drown out your thoughts. but you? you were leaned against the kitchen counter, drink in hand, watching it all with a detached sort of amusement.

and then, predictably, yeonjun appeared.

"didn’t take you for the type to be a wallflower," he mused, voice smooth as he slid up beside you, elbow resting on the counter. his eyes glimmered with something playful, something dangerous. "waiting for someone? or just playing hard to get?"

you took a slow sip of your drink, barely looking at him. "who says i’m playing?"

his grin deepened. "so it’s natural, then? damn." he let out a low whistle, shaking his head. "you really don’t make it easy, huh?"

"should i?" you shot back, finally meeting his gaze.

he chuckled, tongue brushing over his lower lip as he tilted his head. "no. i like the chase."

you rolled your eyes, but the way he was looking at you—casual, confident, like he already knew he had your attention—made it a little harder to ignore him.

"so what’s the goal here, yeonjun?" you asked, shifting slightly, your body angling toward him just enough to keep him on his toes.

he leaned in, just close enough that his cologne mixed with the faint scent of liquor on his breath. "your attention," he murmured. "your time. your number, if i’m lucky."

"hmm," you mused, pretending to consider. "debatable."

he tsked, shaking his head with a grin. "cold." but there was no real disappointment there, just amusement—like he enjoyed watching you dance around him, making him work for it.

then, just as you were about to throw another teasing remark his way, he moved closer. not too much, just enough for the air between you to shift, for his fingers to barely brush against your hip as he leaned in, lips near your ear.

"y’know," he murmured, voice lower now, softer, "you keep looking at me like that, and i might start thinking you actually want me here."

you exhaled, steady, refusing to let him see the effect of his words. "you’re awfully full of yourself."

he laughed, the sound warm, the heat of his breath teasing against your skin. "yeah? tell me to leave then."

you opened your mouth—but hesitated just a second too long. and yeonjun, ever the opportunist, caught it.

his fingers lingered just a little longer before he finally pulled back, smirk firmly in place. "thought so," he murmured, eyes flicking down to your lips for just a second before he stepped away.

"i’ll see you around, pretty," he said, flashing you one last grin before disappearing back into the crowd.

damn it. he was too interesting for his own good.

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