"Night on a Party"

Y/N and Sana had a small fight just like a normal relationship does. They were both invited to a party at which their friends would be there, and the friends of the one who invited them. Y/N was already in the party, sipping on a drink at the bar counter with Mark, her friend.

Mark nudged Y/N as he saw Y/N's girlfriend, Sana, enter the bar. "Hey, looks like your girl is here," Mark said, trying to get a reaction out of Y/N.

Y/N turned to the entrance and saw Sana being welcomed by their friend who invited them. She also noticed another person talking to Sana, clearly having another intention. But what caught Y/N's attention was Sana's outfit. Sana was wearing a short skirt and a top that showed a lot of skin. Y/N didn't like it, and it caused her irritation to grow more.

Sana felt a stare on her and knew it was Y/N. She took a quick glance at Y/N, then just ignored her as if she didn't see her and focused on talking with the guy.

Mark giggled and teased Y/N. "Hey, looks like your girl's got some new friends," Mark said.

Y/N rolled her eyes and told Mark to shut up. "Can you just focus on the party for once?" she said, taking a sip of her drink.

Mark shrugged. "Sorry, I'm just saying."

Y/N ignored Sana pretending that Sana's actions didn't affect her, but still silently watched Sana's actions from afar.

It was an hour into the party when Mark started telling Y/N about his new album coming out and asked for her opinion. But just as she was about to respond, Y/N saw Sana and the guy walking off together.

"Wait, what's going on?" Mark asked, noticing Y/N's sudden interest.

Y/N didn't respond. She stood up and followed them, trying to keep her distance but still be close enough to see what was going on.

Sana knew that Y/N followed them and smirked to herself. She felt a hand on her waist and looked up to see Y/N right behind her.

"Hey, I think we're done here," Y/N said, pulling Sana closer to her and gripping her waist tight.

The guy stopped walking and turned around. "What do you need?" he asked.

Y/N replied, "I'm now redeeming my girlfriend from you since your trial card ended."

The guy raised an eyebrow. "Trial card? You're talking about some kind of game?"

Y/N nodded. "Yeah, I am. And I'm not playing anymore."

She pulled Sana away from the guy and started walking in the opposite direction, towards somewhere with less people.

Sana smiled to herself, knowing she had won this round.

Y/N stopped walking and faced Sana. "You're enjoying this game of yours, aren't you?" she asked, her voice tight with anger.

Sana just smiled again.

Y/N removed her jacket and tied it around Sana's skirt. "Why would you wear something like this knowing that we would be going in a bar where there would be a lot of horny teenagers around?" she demanded.

Sana shrugged. "Why not? You're always telling me that I'm too uptight."

Y/N clenched her teeth and remained composed. "That's not what I meant," she said. "I meant that you're playing with fire by wearing something like this."

Sana rolled her eyes. "You're just jealous because no one else gets to see me like this."

Y/N's eyes narrowed. "Never wear it again or we'll have a serious problem."

Sana smirked again. "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots."

Y/N pulled Sana along again, towards the exit of the party. "Where are we going?" Sana asked, looking up at Y/N with curiosity.

"We're going home," Y/N replied curtly.

Sana looked concerned. "But what about the party? And what about our friends? They might be looking for us."

Y/N ignored her concerns. "Forget about the party," she said roughly. "Just come with me."

She dragged Sana out of the party, leaving Mark behind to wonder what was going on between his two friends.

(Poor Mark)