part five,
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I rummage through my closet to find a dress to wear, not wanting to keep Hansol waiting outside for long. Something sexy he told me to wear.

After a solid five minutes of searching for an outfit I stand in front of the mirror in a tight, long sleeved black dress, pairing it in a pair of high black heels with thick ankle straps. Rushing to my bathroom connected to my bedroom I quickly take out my straightener and run it over a few strands that got crinkled in my sleep. Lastly I apply a small amount of eyeshadow and mascara to my tired eyes.

Sighing I grab my phone off of the charger and walk over to the window in which Hansol came through. I quietly open it and look down to see the brunette sitting by the trunk of the tree, building a sculpture on the ground with the rocks he collected. I giggle at his child like self, causing him to look up at me with the sudden sound.

"Are you ready?" He asks, whisper-yelling. I nod and swing one of my legs over the edge of the window sill. It was more high up than I thought.

"How am I suppose to get down?" I yell in the same tone, starting to get paranoid. Hansol stands up, craning his head to look at me.

"Jump, I'll catch you" he says as I give him a weird look. I don't think him catching me would work out very well. Plus the thought of being so close to him made me nervous. I shake my head slowly at the boy, gulping. "I'll make my own way down" I mumble.

Quickly I take of my heels and softly drop them onto the grassy grown, almost hitting Hansol. Then grabbing the tree branches I slowly pull myself onto the tree. Breathing a sigh of relief that I didn't fall I slowly start to descend down the tree, my hands shaking at the thought of falling.

I look down at Hansol to see his gaze on me, although not my face. When he realizes that I'm staring at him he coughs and looks away quickly, covering his mouth with his fist. I laugh to myself and continue making my way down.

Jumping onto the ground I let out a huge sigh of relief as I kneel down and put on my heels. Standing up I wobble, almost loosing my balance as the heels dig into the dirt. Hansol grabs my waist to support me as I blush at the sudden contact. He looks me up and down, taking in my appearance.

"Well you certainly followed the dress code I gave you" he mumbles, looking up at me through his eyelashes as I pull away from him, coughing lightly, calming down my blazing cheeks.

"C'mon lets go" I smile as he guides me to the main road, we walk behind the trees to remain unseen by any windows. Who knows when father would be going to grab his nightly glass of water.

Making it on to the hard ashfelt I relax at the thought of not sinking into anymore grass. Hansol shows me to his clean gun metal colored Jeep, opening the door for me as I huddle inside.

"I like your car" I say, my voice croaky from not speaking loudly in a while. My hands run over the undisturbed leather as I shiver from the cold.

"Thanks" Hansol replies, getting in the other end and turning the heater up as he rubs his hands together, blowing into them.

"Here give me your hands" I slowly obey and put my hands in front of him. His large ones surround mine, bringing them close to his mouth as he blows hot air into them, rubbing his hands over mine to keep them warm. I blush deeply at the contact, although Hansol seems unaffected at his gesture. Resting my hands back on my lap he starts the engine and we drive down the street.

"So who's party are we exactly going to?" I ask, realizing that I had practically no idea where I was going.

"We are going to my good friend Joshua's house, he also lives in Gangnam so I decided to tag you along." He winks before looking back to the empty road.

I side-eye him, taking I his appearance as I didn't get the chance to do it before. His hair is still messed to perfection as always, although instead of a bandana, he wears a simple black snapback. He also wears a red flannel buttoned up near the top with dark jeans and red vans. In other words he looks really good. I look for one last second to see him smirk as I look back to the road, embarrassed that he caught me staring.

We pull up to another mansion, slightly smaller than my own. I sink back into my chair, having never gone to a real party I was starting to get nervous. Hansol must of noticed my nerves because he sent me a look of sympathy.

"We can leave whenever you want to, it will be fine." He sends me a warm smile, making my nerves ease slightly as I return the smile.

Hansol takes out the keys and steps outside, I was too busy observing the house that I didn't see him come around to my side and open the door. Taking his hand I step out, rubbing my arms to keep away the cold.

"You didn't have to do that" I smile kindly as he shrugs at his simple gesture. The music was blaring through the house and could be heard from inside the car. We make our way to the front of the house, walking through the wide double doors to witness the horror that the party has become.

The house was packed as the music made the ground shake. Heaps and heaps of bodies drinking, dancing against each other and making out in the corners could be seen. My face pales, this is nothing like the parties that I had been to with father.

Hansol grabs my hand gently and takes me through the house and into the kitchen. I lean up against the bench as the boy rummages through the fridge.

"Hansol if it's okay I don't really feel comfortable drinking alcohol." I say as I look down embarrassed.

"It's okay Hana, I'm not going to force you" he says, returning from out of  the fridge with two cokes in hand, "I don't like to drink alcohol either." He hands me one as I gladly open it and take a gulp. Hansol was just about to say something when a orange haired boy fumbles his way into the kitchen, a giggling mess. Hansol groans at the sight and goes over to the poor boy helping him stand up straight, bringing him over.

"Hana, this is Joshua. This is his house and uh party. Joshua this is Hana, the girl I am tutoring." Hansol speaks introducing us. Joshua looks me up and down as I extend my hand. He then laughs, knocking my hand away as he pulls me into a bear hug. "No need for a handshake!" He giggles as he crushes me into his chest, the smell of alcohol obvious.

"Okay Joshua, no need to break her" Hansol interrupts, prying me from Joshua's harsh grasp. "He's usually not like this, Joshua is meant to be the kind and mature one" Hansol bends down to whisper in my ear, his lips grazing over my ear. I nod, keeping my eyes on the orange haired boy as he plays with the strand of hair hanging over his eye.

"Hansol! I was just trying to greet the girl I've heard so much about!" Joshua argues, upset that Hansol pulled me away. I look to my side to see Hansol with an annoyed look on his face as his cheeks turn red under the dim lights. I smile and look down to the ground as Joshua excuses himself as he heads to the bathroom.

"How about we go find a seat" Hansol says taking my hand again and leading me into the busy living room. Finding a small space on the couch next to a cuddling couple our legs graze each other's as we sit close to each other. Hansol seated next to a making out couple, who practically takes up half of the couch.

"This party hasn't been so bad yet" I say sinking into the chair as the grinding bodies come closer.

"Well I'm happy you're enjoying yourself" the boy nods as he sips his Coke.

The making out couple extends themselves, causing Hansol to sit even closer to me if that were even possible, he rests his arm in the couch above me and sighs, sending a glare to the couple who didn't seem to notice.

"Should we move? I don't want you to be uncomfortable" I ask, although hoping he'd decline as I enjoyed his sudden closeness. Hansol just shakes his head roughly, reminding me that he's comfortable.

We sit close together for a while, talking about random things as we laugh at Joshua attempting to dance in the pile of bodies.

"Oh god, I'll be back I need to help Joshua. Sorry Hana I'll be back soon!" Hansol rushes out of his seat worriedly and runs to the crippled Joshua on the floor, who seemed to have tripped whilst doing the Macarena. I smile as Hansol tries to help his friend, he's obviously really caring.

I fiddle with my fingers and take small sips of my Coke, Hansol and Joshua had disappeared upstairs around ten minutes ago. I didn't know anyone at this party so I just sat quietly as I tried to entertain myself.

"Hana?" Someone calls my name as I look up, expecting to see Hansol returning after tending Joshua, although it wasn't Hansol, nor Joshua.

"Jeonghan?"