Semi·Short · A Winter Story · MINWOO
A Winter Story
By: angeldust aka lovedontloveme
Part I
The Lee household was in disarray. Bellows could be heard, resonating in the walls of the large dining room. The diamond chandelier swayed slightly and the white china plates and silverware on the table shook. The room was illuminated in a golden light, outside it was dark, the streets deserted at this time of day – 8pm.
“Where do you think you’re going Lee Minwoo?!” a man who looked to be in his late forties bellowed. His eyes glowing with disdain, his fist on the table and thin stature trembling with anger. His wife looked down at her plate, his daughter glanced at Minwoo, terrified and his son stared back at him expressionless.
“Out.”
Leaving his one word reply, the silver haired young man walked out of the room. Minwoo could hear the fading voices of his father screaming, “Go! I don’t care! Do whatever you want, don’t come running back to me when you have no job and no future!” and his mother trying to calm his father down unsuccessfully.
Minwoo’s father shook his head, wondering what he would do with his son. “That fool…” He muttered. The son of a prominent entrepreneur could not be seen with random girls off the streets, girls who had no future, girls who Minwoo’s father had never seen but still tormented Minwoo’s father nevertheless.
Minwoo walked through the spacious hallway and headed towards the double doors, the servants doing nothing to stop him from leaving and merely bowing when he passed them, out of the tall doors of the house and into the dark streets.
He took the keys out to his sleek black car and got into the car. Starting the engine he sat there for awhile, wondering what he had done to deserve such a superficial father. ‘What am I doing thinkin’ bout this shit?’
Minwoo shook his head then put his arm around the passenger seat head, and reversed out of the broad driveway. Changing gears, he zoomed off into the night, heading toward Changjo district, an area known for its nightclubs filled with smoke and enchanting girls – a place where all the young of the wealthy would chill.
As he drove at a rapid speed, the street light-illuminated three storey mansions with large driveways and picture-perfect gardens lining the streets became a blur. Soon, the blur of picturesque landscapes became flashing neon lights advertising ‘girls’ and vague brown-grey blurs of low buildings.
Stopping at a red light, Minwoo glanced around at his surroundings.
Red turned to green and Minwoo quickly took a left, and drove for 5 minutes until he found his drinking buddy Junjin’s apartment. Parking in front of the block of apartments, he got out of his car and pressed the button activating the alarm for his car. Looking up at the cheap looking building, he took out a cigarette from a box in his pocket and lit it. Inhaling the smoke, he walked into the building and up the stairs, heading up to the 6th floor. As he stopped in front of the door, he could hear the moans of a girl.
‘Haha, that Junjin…’ Minwoo laughed to himself, yet another girl. Minwoo wondered who it was, and if he knew her. Junjin and Minwoo often slept with the same girls, and knew the same people.
Minwoo knocked on the door, and heard Junjin telling the girl that it was probably Minwoo.
The sounds of footsteps were heard, and Minwoo could hear the sounds of the door unlocking. The door swung open, Junjin was standing at the door, his well build stomach exposed and his black baggy pants looking like they had just been pulled on. His head was shaved, with only about half an inch of blonde hair on his head.
“Who’s the fuckable this week? Am I interrupting?”
“Hey Minwoo, what a great time you chose to come! Haha, you’re just about in time to see me fuck the shit out of Soojung once more”, Junjin smirked.
“Tsk… I’ve seen enough of her already,” Minwoo replied and then also smirked.
Junjin opened the door fully and Minwoo walked into the lounge room to find a moist Soojung in only her black lace panties reading a magazine, her long jet black hair flowing down, and her round breasts very noticeable. Soojung, one of the dancers at the clubs they frequented looked up with her dark eyes to see a familiar silver haired man in dark jeans and a black singlet.
“Hey Minwoo”, greeted Soojung, she was comfortable with her appearance, she didn’t care if Minwoo saw her naked, after all, she danced topless at the club, and he had already seen her up close and personal.
“Sup Soo? Is Junjin a better fuck than me?” said Minwoo teasingly.
“We’ll wait and see, I need more time with him”, Soojung replied with a wink at Junjin.
“Haha, I’m better of course, stop kidding yourself eh Minwoo.” Said Junjin.
Minwoo looked around the lounge room; it was furnished with only a sofa, and a small coffee table which had been moved to the side. Clothes were strewn on the floor and empty bottles of soju were in a pile in a corner.
Another reminder of what Minwoo’s life was. A whirlwind of girls and alcohol.
“You guys have been busy”, Minwoo smirked.
Junjin laughed. “How can you tell?” he asked rhetorically.
“A-yo, somethin’ happen back home?”
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Your face is all tight.” Junjin answered.
“My old man is giving me shit about finding a girl and getting married.”
Minwoo and Junjin sat talking for over an hour. By the time they finished it was 10:30pm.
“Fuck that bro, let’s go clubbing.”
“That’s what I had in mind. I need a girl tonight bro.”
“Aite, Soojung, you coming?”
“Nah, I’m kinda tired.”
“’Kay, stay here then babe. I’ll be back tonight.”
“Alright, see you later Minwoo. Bye babe,” Soojung replied while lighting up a cigarette.
Junjin grabbed a long white button up shirt and put it on, leaving the buttons undone. “Let’s go,” Junjin grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the glass coffee table and they left.
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Part II
“Eh Minwoo, they got a new girl at Hybrid, I hear she’s hella fine.” Junjin told Minwoo, in the car, looking out the window and smoking.
“They’re all the same to me; fuck ‘em and then find a new chick.”
“Nah man, one day you’ll find a girl that you’ll fall for bro, you’ll regret leaving her.”
“Yeah right man, it’s all cool; I’ll know when I find the right girl,” said Minwoo aloof and not really caring.
“Be careful man, girls are fucking dangerous.”
“I know.”
Minwoo parked his car in front of a well known club - ‘Hybrid’ and Junjin threw his cigarette on the ground and put it out with his foot. Minwoo and Junjin walked past the long line of people waiting to get into the club. The bouncers let them in, as they were already known as two of the wealthiest patrons of the club. Junjin was the 2nd son of the director of a recognized company. Minwoo was the son of Lee Jihoon, the entrepreneur overflowing with wealth and power.
Topless girls in thongs that glowed fluorescent in the black lights of the bar danced around poles on a platform high up, painting each other with a fluorescent liquid.
The two young attractive men headed up the stairs, to the more exclusive bar, heads turned and looked at them, the females giving them seductive looks while moving their curves in the mass of bodies dancing to the trance music pumping.
Guys and girls grinded their bodies in lost in their own surreal world of the nightclub.
Minwoo could already feel the adrenaline in him, he wanted to get out there on the dance floor straight away, but first he needed a drink.
The bartender came over to where Minwoo and Junjin were sitting on the high stools, they were well known for their partying ways as the sons of wealthy men.
“Hey JooYoung hyung,”
“Hey guys, haven’t seen you two here in like two weeks, where’ve you two been?”
“Junjin’s been fucking Soojung and I’ve been busy”, Minwoo answered grinning.
“Haha, that girl, no wonder she seems so tired lately,” JooYoung replied while pouring them shots.
Minwoo and Junjin let the hot liquid slither down their throats and turned around on their stools to watch the girls on the platforms dancing and painting. They certainly looked alluring – the breasts bouncing and flesh exposed; Minwoo and Junjin had done countless girls and the skin only made them feel even more determined to find more girls to get pleasure from.
Minwoo looked around and found that there was indeed, a new girl at Hybrid’s.
Minwoo ran his eyes up and down her figure, observing her tanned skin tone, her long tousled honey hair, and the long slim legs. She was different from the other dancers. Not only were her breasts not exposed, but she had her own platform. Many club goers surrounded her and she danced in a manner that made her look free.
Her eyes were closed, her hips swayed and she moved her arms in time with the beats of the music playing.
Free…
Minwoo wished he was free. Free of all the expectations from his father. Free of the burden of the hearts he broke when he had sex with girls and then left them the next morning, leaving money on tables to compensate.
Minwoo stared at the girl, mesmerized; he stood up from the stool leaving Junjin chatting with the girl next to him. He headed to a stool on the bottom floor, closer to the girl and watched.
The girl had slowed down the movement of her hands and was now moving her back up and down the pole, rubbing her hands against her body, her eyes still closed. Minwoo felt his heart beating faster in his chest, faster and faster as he watched her dancing increasingly slow down. He stared at her face, watching her head sway as she danced, then she opened her eyes, and looked straight into the soul of Lee Minwoo.
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This is going to be a semi-short fic. I appreciate comments and feedback.
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