[M] Three. (1/1)

Three Months Earlier   Mino's POV.    "Hey, aren't you going to order another glass? You are being less generous with your drinks than usual," The bar owner, Kim ahjussi ran a towel on the bar surface and took my empty wine glass in his hands. "I'm planning to remain sober today." "Why? Got a date?" I shook my head, "just not in the mood." This has been my most frequented bar in the past two years. It's the place I go to when I need a getaway from my stressful life. The place here is eerily quiet almost all the time, there are usually 4 or 5 costumers here max, no one recognized me and I like it for that. The bar is located in a slightly quite area and it has the weirdest name ever. 'Trampoline', Kim ahjussi calls it. Who names a bar Trampoline right? That was what I asked him when I first came here, I remember him being pissed off at my nosy question, and I remember him saying something about trampolines and childhood dreams and I also remember feeling sympathetic when he narrated his story to me. I forgot what it was about because I was too drunk to concentrate on his long, unwelcomed speech. I think the name of the bar is one of the reasons why it's always almost empty, that along with the drinks being bland. I didn't care about how they taste to be honest, I only wanted to relax and get wasted without having to worry about the annoying cameras. I noticed Kim ahjussi is handing over so many drinks to some woman sitting on my far right, she has emptied 2 soju bottles and now she ordered her third. You'd expect a normal human being would be completely out of their shit after drinking two freaking soju bottles, but that girl didn't look the least bit drunk. In fact, she appeared to be more sober than I am.... and I've only drunk one glass. I couldn't see her face because of the blonde hair that's coming in the way, despite that I couldn't help but openly check her body out. She was wearing black shorts that only covered her gorgeous legs up to her mid-thighs, her skin was as flawless as a baby's and I couldn't help but imagine how smooth it would feel under my hands. I  was too busy openly gawking at her legs that I didn't notice how she was now staring back at me... Wait... I know her! What were the chances? This must be the weirdest coincidence I've ever witnessed! Red Velvet's Irene, the girl from SM's newest girl group. The girl that was my dancing partner 2 years ago a few months after my debut. The girl that shook me up back then.  Out of all of the bars she could've went to, she happened to be drinking here?! I remember taking an interest in her back then, but our relationship (if you could even call that a relationship at all) was purely based on work. I admit I wanted to make a move on her but I stopped myself because I was still a fresh rookie and I didn't want to be involved with any female since I had my reputation at sake. We didn't speak at all when we did that collaboration stage in 2014 and it ended like that. But now? Now when she was sitting a few stools away from me, staring me down and looking like the beauty goddess she is? Now when I didn't give two shits about my reputation anymore especially after all the shit YG had put me through? Fuck it. Nothing was going to stop me. I got up and sat on the stool to her left and... fuck she smelled amazing... We sat silently for a few minutes with her drinking one glass after the other and me staring at her in astonishment. How the hell was she not drunk yet? was she an alien? I wouldn't be surprised if she was, since her beauty is too un-earthly --wait is that even a word? "You know what sucks the most?" I heard her talk to no one in particular, I didn't want to answer because she might be talking to someone else or to herself and I didn't want to embarrass myself so I remained silent. "The fact that I can't get drunk. It's like God is throwing all these difficulties my way without even allowing me to forget them for the briefest moment. No matter how much I drink.. and drink.. and drink, I'm somehow still sober enough to be aware of everything that's causing my heart to burn over and over again," she downed another soju and stared up at me.. good lord she's so damn beautiful, "why am I so unlucky, Mino-ssi?" "You are being a little bit ungrateful Irene-ssi, why don't you think of this as a blessing instead of a curse? I know thousands of other people would kill to have the same alcohol tolerance as yourself." She giggled and shook her head in disapproval.  "Do you want to trade it with me? My alcohol tolerance for your weak one? I'd gladly give it to you." Her eyes. There's something about her eyes that's so.. compelling. Her eyelids are way too sexy and attractive, they fall like a curtain over the rich blackness underneath. "Mino-ssi? Aren't you going to answer me?" I was too busy studying those breathtaking eyes that I forgot what she asked me, "I'm sorry, what were you saying?" I asked apologetically and she sighed pouring herself another drink. "Forget it, I'm probably boring you to death with this endless talk about my pathetic life," shit I didn't want her to misunderstand me. "No, No, I was just distracted by your eyes--" Fuck, I was making things even worse. She laughed loudly and placed a hand on my shoulder, those gorgeous eyes staring directly at mine, "remember when we had that collaboration stage together? I definitely do, the way your breath hitched whenever we touched, you didn't even try to hide how much you wanted in my pants but I did my best overlooking it." Shit, shit, shit... Her red lips were so damn inviting. She lowered her voice to a seductive whisper and inched closer, "But don't worry, it wasn't one-sided," she smiled innocently, an evil glint dancing in her captivating eyes. I couldn't help but smile as an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction took over me. At least I didn't look that pathetic anymore, she wanted me as much as I did her. "Oh yeah? and are you planning to do something about it?" I ran my hand through her soft blonde hair and grinned. "That will be your choice to make, Song Mino. Tell me, are you the kind of man who will take advantage of a helpless drunk girl just to satisfy his sexual desires?" I definitely am not that kind of person, but she didn't look anything like 'A Helpless Drunk Girl'... The 'Seductive Mistress' nickname suited her better. She smiled again, and it made my dick jump in my pants involuntarily, she was playing with my nerves and I sure as hell knew what to do. "It depends on who the girl is. If she's a bad girl... then yes," I whispered in her ear and planted a small kiss on her lobe, she giggled and the sound made my dick grow harder. "I'm a good girl, always have, always will." "Well I guess I will have to make an exception then." I grabbed the back of her neck gently and attacked her lips, placing tender yet demanding kisses on her delicious mouth. She tasted like strawberry mixed with soju and something uniquely sweet, I was sure the strawberry taste had something to do with her lipstick but that unique sweetness is undeniably hers. I took her lower lip in between mine and gently sucked it causing a soft moan to escape from her. I took the opportunity to slide my tongue inside her wet cavern and god damn it I could taste more of that 'Irene Sweetness' and it's so fucking addicting. We kissed for seconds, minutes, hours, I wasn't sure. All I knew is that I'm drowning in this whirlpool she created, I couldn't have enough of her lips. Her delicate hands were caressing my back and my hair while mine were busy exploring every inch of her legs. They felt just like how I imagined them. Soft & smooth. "You two better proceed with your business in one of the empty rooms in the back," I heard Kim ahjussi's voice followed by the sound of keys jiggling. I extended my hand and motioned for him to give me the key without breaking the kiss, he handed me the keys and I finally broke the kiss to lick my way from her jawline to her right-ear. "Let's go babe." In a matter of seconds we were both inside the bedroom with our hands busy discovering eachother's bodies. I touch her hair, her neck, her shoulders, my hands slide down her arms to her waist when I pull her body closer to me. She feels so small and delicate in my arms, like she might break if I pressed her harder toward my chest. She stopped kissing me out of a sudden but started to push me back toward the bed instead. She was looking at me with a seductive glint in her eyes, her hands were on my chest pushing me back until I sensed the soft mattress touching my back. How could someone as small as her make me this weak and helpless? I was usually t