A/N: My brain wanted to remedy that awful club scene in the drama, so here we have a more assertive Ga Eul laying claim to her boyfriend in a very, um, visual fashion.

GE: "Um, excuse me. Can I get through here?"

Also GE: casually sits down on YJ's lap

The club bathroom had been easy enough to find, but now that Ga Eul has made it back to the booth and table she's been occupying with Yi Jeong, Woo Bin, and two of Woo Bin's 'dates' for the evening, there is a wall of females between her and the table, blocking her view of the booth's occupants.

And blocking their view of her, presumably.

Sidling up to the few stragglers at the back, she taps one girl in a backless blue dress on her shoulder and gestures to the booth beyond them, yelling over the pulsing bass of the music, "Um, excuse me! Can I get through here?!" The girl and her friend give Ga Eul a quick once-over, then turn away, shrugging uncaringly.

Ga Eul frowns but tries again at another entry point.

Same result.

And yet another.

Same result again.

Ga Eul arches an eyebrow at the girls' backs. Wow, can't she just imagine the look on Yi Jeong's face when she tells him the overpriced black stilettos and black mini-dress he picked out aren't as impressive as he thinks? She should have worn that diamond necklace he bought her for his brother's wedding. Hands on her hips, she taps her toe and surveys the rest of the crowd—two rows thick in a semi-circle around the table—looking for gaps.

Oh, honestly, should it be this hard to get back to her boyfriend?! Her feet hurt from dancing too much earlier, and she wants to sit down.

Now.

Fed up with asking nicely, Ga Eul muscles her way through the girls instead, most of them giving her dirty looks and clamoring protests she can't hear over the music but can probably guess at.

Whatever. Maybe they don't know who she is, but they'll know soon enough.

There are two girls sitting at the end of the booth, beside Yi Jeong but not. There's an open space where she had been sitting right next to him, and her half-drunk daiquiri is still perched on the table next to his beer. She bites her lip to keep from smiling too wide when she realizes he has made the girls leave space for her and they look none too happy about it, though she wonders who they are that they got to sit down at all while everyone else is left to gawk at the two F4 boys from the sidelines.

Well, everyone except her.

"Excuse me," she addresses the girls at the table, one hand remaining on her hip. "That's my seat." She points next to Yi Jeong, and it seems the girls get the message from the way Yi Jeong turns from his conversation with Woo Bin, smiles, and gestures to her. The girls grudgingly slide out of the booth long enough for her to squeeze in, and ordinarily she would just drop back into her seat and continue draining her drink while cozily ensconced next to Yi Jeong, leaning her head on his shoulder when she starts getting sleepy, as inevitably happens to her after too much alcohol. Or very little alcohol, depending on how one looks at it.

Right now, though, she is just tipsy enough to want to do something super passive-aggressive and not care about the consequences. Her head feels almost light as she drops into Yi Jeong's lap without warning or asking him first. He leaves off shouting at Woo Bin over the music and snaps his head to look at her instead.

Crossing her legs as best she can in the tight dress, Ga Eul adjusts herself until she is leaning her left side against Yi Jeong's chest. Yi Jeong slides a hand around her waist but looks at her with surprise and a bit of a question mark etched on his face, probably because she's never sat on his lap in public before.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

She smiles at Yi Jeong gently, like sitting on his lap is the most natural thing in the world for her to be doing, but she doesn't kiss Yi Jeong's cheek or otherwise touch him. She doesn't need to, not when he belongs to her already and that's not why she's sitting there.

Ga Eul angles her elbow against the back of the booth and props her head up on her hand in an attempt to appear at once bored, casual, and threatening—a look perfected by the F4 themselves. She stares openly at the two girls on the other side of her and Yi Jeong, though she doesn't look up at the onlookers she can see backing away from the table out of the corners of her vision.

Thankfully, the music has died down momentarily, so she doesn't have to speak quite so loud when she asks, careful not to add the 'Sunbae,' "So, how do you know Yi Jeong?"

She can tell they're not good friends of his, merely acquaintances of his or Woo Bin's, because firstly she's never been introduced to them and secondly both of them were blatantly trying—and failing—to get Yi Jeong's attention when she arrived. And also because she now remembers where she's seen one of them before—at a ribbon-cutting ceremony at Shinhwa.

"Oh...Shinhwa. We go to university together," one girl informs her, meeting her stare with one of her own. "How did...you two meet?" She gestures between Ga Eul and Yi Jeong, and the girl's putting on a snobby front, but Ga Eul can tell she's making the girl uncomfortable, so she leans into that.

"We're old friends," she says simply, smiling. She glances at the other girl. "Shall I order you something to drink while you sit?" she asks, knowing that Yi Jeong won't care if she buys them drinks and, even if he did, they won't take her up on it.

"Uh, no. That's okay. We'll just be going now." The girl closest to Ga Eul ushers her friend out of the booth; they leave with a parting wave and a glance at Woo Bin, perhaps hoping he'll intervene.

He doesn't.

"Bye. Nice meeting you." Ga Eul waves them off, smiling brightly. The flashing colored lights dance around dizzily in her vision when they depart, and she wonders if she's not somehow already drunk. Maybe she didn't eat enough dinner. Perhaps that would explain why she was a bit rude. She's never rude, but that demure version of herself has flown away from her this evening, and she can't feel any guilt, can't bring herself to care.

Yi Jeong clears his throat then—she doesn't hear it so much as feel it, being pressed against him as she is—and when she twists her face to his she half-expects him to look upset with her for chasing the girls off. Maybe she'd read it wrong and he hadn't let them sit down just to be polite. But his eyes are fixed on her with a mixture of amusement and what could be awe, or possibly desire, and she takes that as a positive sign. Picking up her drink, she curls up against him and sucks it in through her straw. She lifts her gaze to his when she finishes.

"What?" she asks innocently, straw still in her mouth. She lowers her eyes, sucks in more of the icy, sweet liquid, which is faintly sharp with alcohol, and sets the glass back down. Yi Jeong still has his eyes pinned on her face when she turns back around. Her face that is suddenly very, very close to his.

Now it's his turn to smirk, apparently.

"You kicked those girls out. I mean, you really kicked them out."

"Did I?" She plays dumb. "Why would I do that? That doesn't sound like me."

"Are you really going to sit like this the rest of the night?"

"If that's what it takes for people to get the message, then yes," she blusters. A total lie. Right now, she feels strangely uninhibited, and she likes sitting on his lap, but it makes her want to do other things that she most definitely will never do in public. Drunk or otherwise.

Of course, he must know she won't sit there for the rest of the night, but he nonetheless gives her a curious look, then makes a show of ogling her body.

Well, then, you're going to pay for that little show, his eyes seem to say.

Am I, though? She flutters her eyelashes, beaming.

I can think of other things for you to do on my lap. His fingers trace circles on her exposed knee.

Here? Keep dreaming. She delicately lifts his hand away from her leg and threads her small fingers through his long ones, but she can't stop the heat from flushing her face.

"If you two start making out, I'm leaving!" Woo Bin's announcement startles Ga Eul out of her trance, and she blushes, realizing anew where she is. She scrambles off of Yi Jeong's lap and situates herself beside him; she gazes out at the people dancing below them and does not look over at Woo Bin. Yi Jeong laughs and answers him, something about having seen Woo Bin doing worse things.

Ga Eul grabs her drink again and alternately sips it and chews on her straw. Maybe it's time to get sleepy so she feels less awkward about what she just did.

Suddenly, Yi Jeong's hand is on her drink, though, tugging it away from her. He sets it far enough away from her on the table that she can't grab it easily. Before she can get a good look at his expression, he drapes one arm around her shoulders and ducks his head down, pulling her closer to him.

Then he says something wonderful in her ear. Something meant just for her.

Maybe she'll be paying for her boldness after all.

That doesn't sound too bad.

A/N: For a smutty continuation, you can go to Chapter 36 of Good Girl. ;)