It was a risky game. 

Either I could take a step backward and never turn around or I could take a step forward to let myself play the dangerous game those beautiful eyes were challenging me to. 

I chose the latter. 

I took a step forward to her, her eyes not leaving mine. My own eyes betraying me not to look anywhere else. I inhaled the bitter smoke which clouded my mind, bewitching me. 

"Trust me you would not want to know" her eyes scrutinized me like a prey. The thick air suffocated me, wanting to find an escape between her lips, which looked tempting enough to savor. Suddenly I felt my cock straining against my jeans, getting harder the more I stared at the exquisite woman in front of me. Thousands of obscene scenarios ran through my mind. 

She was driving me insane. 

"Maybe I do" I replied, now stopping in front of her. An amusing expression on her face as she stared up at me through her thick lashes, eyes burning with insanity. God, she looked like heaven, ready to destroy me for good and I would let her. 

I placed my right hand on the couch beside her head. I did not know from where this sudden confidence came from, I bent myself on her eye level. The close proximity between us left me breathless as she suddenly smiled. 

Lord, have mercy. 

Despite the presence of the toxic smoke in the air there was a pleasing scent within her, making me lower my head to her neck. I just looked at her not knowing what to do next, I could feel her breath against mine, soft and addictive. I could feel my own heartbeat, my palms felt sweaty and I licked my lips unknowingly. 

Suddenly my body flinched as I felt the warm touch of her thumb on my chin, making its way to my lips, causing me to lose my breath. The touch felt so warm and right on my skin that I wanted more. She had already stimulated the fire inside me which only grew the more she stared at me with so much want. 

"Oh, you have a mole here" her voice sounded surprised as she brought her thumb under my bottom lip, gently caressing it.

My lips slightly parted at that, my eyes closing from the small touch. Nobody had ever touched me like that before, with so much care, it felt so personal, so intimate that I couldn't help but bite my bottom lip. 

"You strum those strings like you are strumming my heart" her thumb brushing over my lip "You stare at me like it means something, it makes me want to know you more" her voice so gentle and soothing, making me want to hear again. As if someone had bewitched me, I refused to get out  of the maze she had put me in. 

Did I want to know her? 

The answer was simple, yes, I wanted it too. The warmth I felt through her touch, I wanted more of it. 

Strange yet comforting. Toxic yet sweet. Lust yet love. 

I had no words to describe what I was feeling right now. 

"Maybe I also do" I whispered against her fingers. Oh, the touch of October in July through her warmth shivering my insides. I could feel the loud thumping of my heart. Nothing was normal about the way my body was reacting, and it was concerning.

 I'd long forgotten where I was and what I was supposed to do until a chuckle pulled me out of my trance. 

"I was hoping for a performance though" she retorted, bringing back the burning stick to her lips before taking a drag from it with so much joy while locking her eyes with mine. Suddenly the trance around me broke and I staggered back, keeping some distance between us. I had this instant urge to slap myself. I averted my eyes in shame. 

"Thought you'd like to have an extra fan tonight" she said, her voice not hiding the amusement as I watched her rubbing the cigarette on the floor before stomping on it with her heel. I'd be lying if I say I didn't find the site pleasing to my eyes. She ran her long fingers through her hair before getting up with so much grace that I couldn't take my eyes off. 

I stood there like a monument, absorbing her every little move not until she spoke again "I guess I'll see you in a bit" she began to walk towards the door not waiting for my response as I stayed glued to the floor, still in daze with an obvious boner, waiting for the ground to swallow me. 

•••

"Bro you alright?" Taesung's concerned voice pulled me out of my trance, as I held my guitar, still looking at the couch she was seated 20 minutes ago, the intoxication smell still present in the air. Maybe it was only me, my colleague had been too busy to notice the distress. I flicked my tongue over my lips before releasing a sigh. 

I abruptly turned around, making him startled at my sudden movement "Do you believe in love at first sight"? I asked, biting my bottom lip in nervousness. I could have expected a bitter laugh from him or maybe a mocking snicker but the least I'd expected was a puzzled look on his face. His face remained expressionless before he replied "That's an out of syllabus question for me" I watched him blink several times before he spoke again "Since you know I'm demisexual".

That explains why I'd never seen him taking interest in any boy or girl that would approach him, nor had I seen him talking about someone with those typical heart eyes. Guess that term doesn't apply to everyone. 

I nodded my head before asking the dumbest question one could ever ask "What about Lust at first sight"? he rolled his eyes before putting back the music sheets on his lap "Ever heard of One night stand" of course the infamous tactic to have sex. But I doubt people could feel so many emotions with their partner for one night. My emotions were overflowing. 

I was not in love. 

And I wondered how many shades lust had. 

"Why are you asking though? got a crush on someone"? I still had to confirm it so I shook my head at this question. "Nope, just asking".

"Well whatever, we gotta perform before the manager barges in and makes our ears bleed. I must go home early tonight since my exams are approaching" he collected the sheets thoroughly. We'd known each other for a long time but we still had layers to discover about each other. 

"Why do you perform in a club if you are so devoted to music, why not take some professional course and make it your career" I couldn't hold back the curiosity but asked. He halted his movement before looking at me with a smile "You wouldn't be sitting here if you didn't know the answer Jungkook".

I averted my gaze away from him. He was right, I knew the answer all along. 

"Let's go".

"By the way I must say you rocked yesterday my friend, I wonder why it took so long for you to perform your own song" I took my guitar, strumming the strings with my fingers checking for any default before the performance even though I knew my guitar wouldn't betray me. 

"Do you think the manager will give me a raise for that"?

"Forget about it, that bastard will never appreciate us enough" he rolled his eyes as we exited the door, walking there the hallway. The faint music reaches our ears the closer we get and the smell of alcohol everywhere in the air. "You know sometimes I think we should form a band or something" he casually said as he turned to me with a spark in his eyes "like you can sing and write and I'm good with instruments, we can also recruit new members for our group. What do you say?"

"You should write a novel about it, I bet it will be a bestseller" I replied, running my fingers through my hair. A whine came from him which made me chuckle. "No I mean just think about it, there would be thousands of people around you, watching you perform for them and you, you would be at center with a spotlight, in front of a mic and with this guitar in your hand, ready to blow up the world" he said with dreamy eyes. 

"And where are you in this imagination of yours"? The last thing I could do was to snatch the ability to dream for him, but I was too soft for him. So I played along until we reached near our performing spot, the music started to fade eventually, dimming the lights like always as I already found the mic there. I took hurried steps, climbing the stairs to reach my spot. 

A familiar boy came running towards me carrying a wire to attach it with my guitar. I mumbled a 'thank you'. I could hear the murmurs from the crowd in front of me as people had started to gather. I raised my eyes at the audience before me, so many familiar faces but I couldn't remember their names. Despite all of the faces my eyes were searching for that one fierce eyes that held me captivated. 

I sucked in a breath, my eyes roaming around every corner of the club to search for that one particular person. As if on cue, I looked at the bar. A shiny glass swirled in the air with a small amount of brown liquid in it before it touched a pair of red lips. The eyes that I was searching for were staring back at me with so much intensity that I held back myself not to melt down. 

I could no longer hear the murmurs from the audience, everything went silent between us, it was just me and
her—and our unspoken words to each other.

 She makes me feel dizzy, she makes me feel high on her looks, I don't want her love, I just want her night. 

A tap on my shoulder made me avert my eyes, bewildered, I turned around to find Taesung behind me. A contented look on his eyes as he whispered his next words that made my heart warm. 

"You asked me a while ago where I see myself in my imagination" His voice came as a whisper before the lights went off, leaving us in the darkness "You've been there when I needed you so I'll be always be here, right by your side, giving life to your songs, making your words come true, like I'm about to do now".

[Song: I don't need your name By Rosenfeld]

I heard the music played by his fingers and now it was my turn to make his words true. I made a quick glance towards her before bringing the mic closer and let her know about my
desires—

You make me feel dizzy
I'm free to get busy
I don't need to teach you about birds and bees
Get to the point please

I don't want your love
I just want your night
So let's stop
Wasting time
I don't need your name

I couldn't look away, just like yesterday. Had she also been feeling like this, to also know me more or trying to know my name. I could decipher the lust swirling in her eyes as she watched me, just like I'd been watching her. Just like she had consumed my mind with her thoughts, with her very being, with desires—

You make me high on your looks
Your playing games is so cruel
You're the kind of girl censored in textbooks
You're the fire and I am the fuel

You don't want my love
You just want my night
So let's stop
Wasting time
I don't need your name

My mind started to clouded with all kinds of obscene thoughts— from her lustful gaze to her sinful lips, so tempting. Maybe all I needed was just a night with her. She makes it so wrong yet so right—

On the tip of my tongue
It feels so wrong
But deep in your heart
It feels so right
I'll make you shiver
From the touch of my fingers

I don't want your love
I just want your night (Night)
So let's stop

Wasting time, yeah (Ooh)
I don't need your name
You don't want my love, no (You don't want my love)
You just want my night (You just want my night)
So let's stop (So let's stop)
Wasting time, yeah (Wasting time)
I don't need your name (I don't need your name)

I just need your night… 

The crowd roared with applause as I finished, an adrenaline rushing through my body. I felt a tap on my shoulder again, telling me I'd done it once again. I took long breaths to steady myself. My eyes took in all the familiar praises coming from the familiar faces with a smile, but like an oath they moved to just see that one familiar smile just like yesterday. 

And soon I found it, giving me so much pride. 

But as soon as my smile reached my eyes it suddenly disappeared, receiving a stab in my heart. 

•••

June

"Can you tell me why the hell are we even in a club"? I averted my eyes from him as the loud voice suddenly started me. I turned my head to find an annoying look on my cousin's face, who scrunched up his nose in disgust. "It was you who trailed behind me like a lost puppy" I shouted in his face so he could hear me, as the crowd cheered loudly.

I put down my drink on the counter before looking at that one particular spot again. But I couldn't find the warmth in those eyes this time, it had been replaced with something else. He suddenly looked away, making me confused.

"But this place is not even that fancy, why would you even come here?" the voice beside me shouted again, making me clench my jaw again. "For fuck sake, it's just a club. Stop complaining so much" I replied back, eyes trying to find him again. But I couldn't see his face among all the faces.

I huffed in disappointment.

"Jeez, I was just asking. If you wanted to go clubbing you should have gone to an expensive one with better interior and fewer people, this one" He roamed his eyes around the club and made a face.

I rolled my eyes as I hopped from the stool. "Then I have a way to lighten your mood".

"What is it"? He excitedly asked.

"I want this club under my name by tomorrow" I casually said before walking towards the exit, knowing very well I had to go. I could clearly hear the protests behind my back but I couldn't stop the smile on my face as I reached the dark alley.