The worst age [Open]

[Jen Mitchellson]

"Oh, come on! I'm sure you have something in the back? Tequila? Rum? I'll be happy with some beer!" Jen almost growled as she was denied what she wanted and pouted as the man shook his head and left, placing her stupid soda in front of her. She leaned back on her chair, blowing the hair out of her face. This was so lame. Here she was, all hot and dressed up and all she could do is be here around preteens pretending to be adults. Well, she wasn't pretending, she was an adult all made and done, and considering the things she'd done, she was more grown up than all those idiots denying her some fun. Yet her lack of I.D. denied her such pleasures. Funny how it was fine for her to get married but couldn't get close to a beer without someone throwing a fit. 

She sighed, leaning over her drink and flicking the straw with one finger, making it twirl inside the glass. Here she was, stuck in the worst place ever in a Saturday night with no one to hang out with and feeling like a total loser. She ought to look for someone to make out with at the very least, but in here? What kind of mature, handsome men was she going to find among such a kiddie fest? 

"This place sucks." She said loudly, "I don't even dance." And truly, she didn't. She turned from her spot on a random couch to glare at the kids dancing in the middle of the place. Idiots. How could they have so much fun when sober? Well, it seemed the place didn't suck as much if you had someone to share the place with.

"Are you as bored as I am?" She asked a random person near her spot, turning over the couch to smile at them, "Or is this really your idea of fun?" 

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Xun still wasn't sure quite how he'd ended up here....

The martial artist was not the partying or dancing type. Not one bit. And yet, it seemed more often than not that his few extroverted friends managed to drag him away from the training rooms or his schoolwork long enough to get him into a situation he didn't want to be in. Their explanation this time? A belated 18th birthday outing for him.

He was beginning to think that had just been an excuse for them to come here, given that they had ditched him for the dance floor and other outgoing activities that the introverted Chinese boy had no interest in.

So he sat on a couch, twirling around the straw in his water (what else was he going to drink? Soda? Even here, Xun liked to stay health-conscious), fidgeting every so often because he wasn't even comfortable in the skin-tight jeans and bulky but (according to his friends) 'flattering' jacket he wore over a black tank top. Oh, how he missed his loose, comfy wushu pants...

He took a sip of water just as someone spoke in his direction, and Xun jumped a little, managing to spill some of the water... Right into his lap. "Ah, ah, yes, I am a little bored," he replied in a flustered voice as he wiped uselessly at his now damp pants. Ai-ya... He meekly looked back up at the intimidatingly good-looking girl talking to him, and wondered why his tongue suddenly felt like wool in his mouth - thick and useless. "N-no, ah... I was dragged here by my friends for my birthday, but they, um..." He waved towards the crowd. "They are somewhere in there," he finished with a weak, crooked smile. "... What, ahh... What about you?" Attempt at not looking like a complete idiot - half-successful?

Except for the wet spot on his pants....

[Jen Mitchellson]

Jen smirked as she noticed how awkwardly the boy had answered. Ah, how she loved shy men. It was so fun to mess with them. "Good." She said, still smirking, and then stood up from her seat and moved to sit next to him in his couch. "So you won't mind me entertaining you." She took a sip of her drink, smiling around the straw. Cute eyes, small pouty lips, fit body and lots of piercings. She could deal with him. "So, it's your birthday!" She said with a wide smile. Now, that changed things! She would have to make sure she'll make this one memorable. "Too bad we can't get hammered." She said, sending a glare at the nearest worker. Or at least she thought it was. Maybe it was just a random dude she was giving the dirty eye to. "How old are you anyway?" She asked, still glaring at said random dude. "Old enough to get us out of kinder garden land and into a real bar?" Oh how she hoped she'd say yes.

He asked about her and Jen shrugged. "I'm here alone." She said with a smirk, placing her drink on the nearest table. "You know, just checking out what life throws at me." She nibbled on her lower lip as she grinned and stared at him. "So far I have no complains." She sent him a wink and shrugged one shoulder, just to let him know she was flirting. Then she turned to the front, looking at the crowd dancing. She was so bad at that, jumping in the same spot and trying to appear sexy while moving provocatively. She figured she was sexy enough as she was. Wasn't wit far sexier than rubbing crotches together in a public place? Well, she figured if people didn't know how to flirt and be enticing, then they would need to wiggle their butts against others. So shallow, but nowadays music proved people didn't want to talk and think anymore, they just wanted jiggly butts. Such a shame, but she still could see the attraction in all of it. She looked at her new companion sideways and smiled.

"So, why aren't you over there with them?" She turned on the couch, using a hand to raise her head and stare at him more easily, "You're not the dancing type?"

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Xun had never been good at flirting. As in... He had never tried. He didn't know how. Hell, he'd only recently gotten his first (and second) kiss from close male friends of his, the first incredibly unexpected and the second a little less so, but still quite awkward and clumsy. How was he supposed to interact with the beauty who'd apparently latched her claws - er, hands around him? "Er, uh, bushi - n-no, I don't mind," he stammered, feeling his cheeks flush pale pink as she sat beside him. He didn't know what to do with his hands, so he kept them tightly clamped around his drink, refusing to let himself spill it again. "H-hammered?" he repeated meekly. That meant drunk... Right? "I, ahh... I just turned eighteen," Xun admitted in a mumble. His height, he knew, often made people guess older. "And... I, um, I only drink baijiu sometimes, and I, um... I d-doubt they have that here." Xun only drank on rare occasions too. ".... Sorry," he finished quietly.

He stared down into his drink, wondering how long it would be before this beauty grew bored with his awkwardness. "O-oh, I see," Xun said, slowly raising his gaze to meet hers again. He noticed, with a slight shock, that they were nearly the same shade of blue his were when he didn't wear his dark contacts to hide his abnormality. Wait... Was she.... Flirting? No.... Maybe? Ah, ta ma de, what was he supposed to do?? When she looked towards the crowd, Xun did too, and instantly flinched. He was... Uncomfortable with that sort of dancing, which was why he'd been avoiding looking towards them in the first place. He didn't want to think about his friends in the middle of it all.

"Eh?" he blinked, returning his attention to the pretty stranger. "O-oh, um, no, not really." For the reason above, but also due to the fact that that much dancing and movement would build up his muscle tension very quickly and he would have to release it or suffer painful spasms later. Ah, the downsides of his ability... "Um, I'm Xun, b-by the way," he said with a shy, crooked smile. "I, ahh... It's a pleasure to m-meet you." He managed to tear one of his hands away from his glass long enough to offer it to the girl to shake.

[Jen Mitchellson]

Aw and he was blushing too! How cute. Jen nibbled on her lower lip to hold back her smile. Eighteen. Bummer. But still, she could play with him considering she was just a year older. "Well, happy birthday, honey. It's going to be a blast. I promise." She scooted closer to him, just to see if she could make him even more nervous. What was the big deal though? "Is your girlfriend out there dancing?" She asked with a smirk. Maybe that was why he was so nervous. Jen knew she could cause a scene with a jealous girl and she wouldn't deny herself the pleasure of some drama. Then again, she wouldn't say no to a nice session of making out with a birthday boy. Whatever life threw her was good enough for her. "Don't apologise, sweetie. Eighteen is a big deal. Well, in some countries at least. I also have NO IDEA what bajoo or whatever you said is, so you'll have to explain for that, but first: Where are you from?" Her smile widened and she gently placed a hand on his shoulder in a mocked caress. "That cute accent has to be from somewhere."

It was weird how a couple of months back, she wouldn't have liked this type of men. Hell, she wouldn't even had found him fun. Kudos to Julien for making her notice the shy and sweet. And it was really nice to know she could reduce a man to a babbling idiot just by flirting with him. It was certainly... different than the usual slap in the butt and push to a dark corner.

"Oh, and why is that?" She wondered, moving even closer. "You're not fond of having girls rub all over themselves on you?" Jen smirked, wanting nothing more but to make him feel even more uncomfortable. It was so fun! Let's see if she could manage a deeper shade of pink on those cute cheeks.

"Hey, Xun." She almost laughed when he offered her a hand, yet she took it properly. "I'm Jen. Trust me, it's really nice to meet you too." Xun, what an unusual name. "So tell me, Xun." She repeated the name with a wide smile. What was it with foreigners being so shy and cute? "It's your birthday and yet you're stuck here with a total stranger. How are you liking it so far?" Her smile widened. "And I feel terrible for it, really. I mean, it IS your birthday and your friends totally abandoned you to rub their dirty bits against each other to the rhythm of what we can barely call music." She shook her head, smacking her lips. "I find that so unfair. So, how about this?" She leaned closer, and raised the hand from his shoulder to lightly caress his cheek with one finger. Such nice skin. "I can give you something of a birthday present, if you want it of course, but it's totally up to you." She licked her lips and grinned, "So do you want my present, Xun?"

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"Thank you," Xun mumbled shyly, unconsciously swirling his water as he smiled down at the couch. The girl was nice, at least. A little too forward for his comfort, but then again, pretty much everyone was to the introvert. He barely had a chance to register that she had scooted closer to him when she was asking about a girlf- "Oh, n-no, I'm not, um, I'm not in a relations-ship," he stammered, his blush deepening. He just didn't know how to interact with flirty girls, plain and simple. Hell, girls rarely talked to him, and it seemed the only time they did was when he embarrassed himself somehow. "Baijiu?" Xun repeated, smiling a little into his cup. "It's, um, it's Chinese." His parents kept some of the stuff around at home, and had never been particularly stern about him not drinking. "Oh, um, but I'm actually from Sea-" His voice froze in his throat at the touch, and it took a moment and a cough and a quick sip of water before he could continue. "... Seattle. M-my parents are from China, though, and m-most of the people I grew up with s-spoke in Mandarin. International District and all." Xun took another sip, wishing it would soothe the hot spot he felt where her hand was touching him.

His eyes widened again. "U-uh..." How was he supposed to respond to that? "Well, I m-mean, I haven't... That hasn't happened t-to me before," he admitted, wishing he could get rid of this stupid nervous stutter. "I've o-only been kissed by another g-guy." Oops. Gulp. Xun didn't know why he'd blurted that out, or how she might react. ".... I'm n-not exactly experienced," he finished in a tiny voice.

Did this sort of thing happen often at clubs, he wondered? At least she did seem nice...

"Jen." Okay, that was good, an easy name to remember. Xun wondered how old she was - nineteen, twenty? Most likely college age, but not old enough to drink. His gaze lifted up to meet hers again as she kept talking, and he slowly felt himself entranced by her rather cat-like voice, purring sweet sounds into his ear. "O-oh, well, I think... I think I could definitely have much worse c-company," he managed to get out with a crooked smile. That was good to say, right? Kinda flirty... Maybe? "I-it's okay, really. I, um... I don't really hang out with them th-that much anyway." Like he thought before... Just an excuse for them to go out. However, his thoughts were quickly diverted when her warm finger slid against his cheek - a very sensitive touch that Xun had never experienced before. He might as well have been putty in her hand. "Y-you don't have to do that," he assured her, his eyes slightly dazed and unfocused; he had no idea what she meant, but he didn't really have the capability of saying no. ".... Wh-what is the present?" Xun couldn't help but ask meekly. Instinctively, his hand found its way to her knee, and he somehow managed not to flinch and pull it away.

... Is this what most teenagers did? Then why did he still feel so... Uncomfortable?

[Jen Mitchellson]

Not in a relationship. Jackpot. Jen's smile widened around her nibbling. He was so cute! "And why not?" She wondered, "Haven't found the right one yet? Or is it that you prefer to keep... your options open?" She almost chuckled at how nervous he looked and how he was stuttering. Hell, he even barely raised his eyes to look at her. She wondered why, considering she thought it was a pretty good view, but maybe he just couldn't handle it.

He explained what the drink was. "Ah! So it's Chinese alcohol. Sounds delicious." Actually, anything that had alcohol in it would sound delicious to her right now. And he was from Seattle. "Well, aren't you full of surprises!" It wasn't really a surprise, considering all those words he'd said before, but she was still flirting. "Now i want to hear it. Come on. Say something in Mandarin. Something nice."

He stuttered after her question and her eyebrows rose. Never done it before? "You mean you've never..." She trailed off. Oh wow. She'd been talking about dancing not... whatever he was thinking about. And not only that, but the next part made her eyes widen further. A guy. "You've only had your first kiss." She said slowly, just to check if she was understanding it well. "By a guy." Wow. "I-" She let out a small laugh and then shook her head, waving a hand. She wasn't laughing at him, not exactly. But he was just the epitome of cute after that. "Did you like it?" She added, still grinning in amusement. "Are you gay?" It wouldn't surprise her. First Zach and now, Xun was his name, right? She'd been right to say all the good, nice ones were either taken or gay. It made her wonder if Julien was gay as well. How about Matt? Ha. She ought to ask next time she called them.

But he couldn't be gay, right? He was flirting back! And it seemed he was liking her so far. And now his hand was on her knee. "Well, it depends on what you like." She said in a whisper. She wasn't about to sleep with him, not now that she knew he'd never been with anyone. A first time was kind of a big deal and it could set someone's view on what sex was. Maybe that was why she was such a flirt now, not caring for the person she was with, mostly because that was how men had treated her so far. But he'd had his first kiss already... with a guy. "So that thing you said you tried already? With your... friend guy." She almost snorted again, finding it so funny, but she managed to control herself. "What if I gave you one too? And you can compare what you like best." She was playing with fire, wasn't she? Yes, the last thing she needed was to be someone's gay test. But maybe he liked both sides? She could deal with both sides.