Waste It On Me
- Steve Aoki ft. BTS -
You say love is messed up .. You say that it don't work
You don't wanna try, no, no
And baby, I'm no stranger .. To heartbreak and the pain of always being let go
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Days returned to normal after Benetton and Ruby returned to Hong Kong the next day. Vince Hong also wants to refocus on his work.
Thus, Young Master Hong began to return to his previous life, coming to the office as he pleases, his nights with Kevin Lam sometimes going to parties or famous nightclubs in London, such as The Grand in Clapham, or the Infernos Club which was also located in the Clapham area.
Vince seemed to want to drown himself in anything to try to take his mind off Ruby. His thoughts between swayed about the euphoria of happiness, but in the end, he will think about his jealousy of his father.
What should he do?
Was the pain of love so easy to get rid of? Can you easily forget the person you love with all your soul and body? Can you? Capable enough?
Especially for Young Master Hong, this was the first time he had been buried deep in the mud of love. He didn't have any ammunition or medicine to counter the pain he felt every time he thought of Ruby.
"Hey bro, you seem like a mess these days," Kevin Lam scolded when they were at the Infernos Nightclub. "Should we rent a private room and fill it with beautiful women in red?"
Vince Hong glanced lazily at his best friend who was sitting next to him at the bar table. In his right hand was a small glass of Whiskey which was still half a glass. He shook the glass in his hand with a wry smile. "You really know about that, don't you?"
Kevin Lam chuckled. He ordered another shot of Gin from the bartender before answering his best friend. "Do you think I don't have eyes connected to my brain?"
"I thought your brain was full filled with only big breasts," Vince Hong replied, not wanting to lose giving their satire.
"Young Master Hong, I advise you as a dear friend ... you better start straightening the nerves in your brain about it." Kevin Lam turned his body to face Vince Hong.
"What do you mean, damn brat?" The hand holding the glass of cold Whiskey was pressed by Vince Hong to his own forehead.
"Come on, you know what I mean. Your mother." Kevin Lam smiled faintly as he accepted a shot of Gin from the bartender.
Vince Hong's eyes widened for a few seconds, not expecting what was launched from Kevin Lam's mouth. "You- ahh, you're too drunk, brat!" He was still trying to avoid Kevin's accusations that felt right to pierce his heart.
How could Vince Hong be willing to admit it openly? Even though he and Kevin Lam have been partners in crime since they first met, that doesn't mean she's going to tell Kevin outright about it.
"At least I'm not drunk on my own mother." Kevin Lam gulped Gin in his hand.
"Hey, watch your words, you bastard!" Vince Hong suddenly felt annoyed by Kevin Lam's words that sounded ... mocking him?
Dhakk!
Young Master Hong's one fist had already landed on Kevin's handsome face.
Kevin Lam, the Young Master of the Diamond Lam group, did not reply. He took for granted a raw fist from his best friend even though he had to fall from his chair.
Kevin Lam rubbed his chapped lips which were stained with blood-red with his thumb. He looked at Vince Hong who was starting to get up and looked at him who was still sitting on the floor ignoring people's gazes at them.
"You! You don't have to meddle in my business! You don't know anything! Don't talk nonsense! You ... You just remain your father's spoiled son and just waste his money without having to pry into my business!" After spitting out those harsh words, Vince Hong walked away from the bar and put a lot of money there.
Kevin Lam did nothing but get up from the floor and receive a clean rag from the bartender. He only watched as Vince Hong's back started to disappear among the crowd.
The next minute, the bartender handed him a Sweet Manhattan cocktail.
Kevin Lam was surprised and asked the bartender using his eye signal.
The bartender answered using his hand which he pointed in a direction. Kevin Lam's eyes followed the bartender's hand and found a caramel-haired woman with an attractive appearance toasting the air from her seat at a table near the bar.
Kevin Lam smiled widely until he felt the pain in his lips which were cracked due to the violent act of Vince Hong who was angry because his secret was revealed by his own best friend. Kevin Lam also returned the toast from the beautiful woman and drank a cocktail for her.
For less than fifteen minutes, they were sitting alone at the woman's table and the thirty-eighth minute, both of them were in one of the club's private rooms.
Two hours later, Kevin was out of the room, leaving the woman drenched in sweat. He still wanted to go back to the hotel where he and Vince Hong were staying together.
In a taxi, Kevin Lam arrived at Park Plazza and climbed into the Presidential Suite on the top floor of the hotel's largest and most expensive, accompanied by one of the bellboys.
As soon as he entered the room equivalent to the Penthouse, he took a leisurely walk and turned on the light in the living room so it wouldn't be too gloomy and lifeless. Even though they were alone there, Kevin Lam didn't like it when all the lights were turned off. It's cold and empty.
After the light came on, he was surprised to find Vince Hong sitting huddled on his knees on one of the sofas in the room.
"Vin? Why is it so dark?" Kevin Lam asked casually as if nothing had happened between them. He removed the blazer from the jeans he was wearing and tossed it carelessly on the other sofa. Then without waiting for Vince Hong's response, he walked to the mini bar section of the living room to get two cans of cold drinks from the small refrigerator there.
He handed a can of cold soda to Vince Hong.
The young Hong man looked up and looked at Kevin Lam. His hand took the cold can. Even so, he still remained silent without saying anything and looked dazed. In fact, the light of his eyes was dim like a dead fish full of nicks in his soul there.
"Have you eaten? Looks like we didn't eat before we went to Infernos, did we? Shall I make something? Spaghetti? Or should I call the kitchen?" Kevin Lam's gaze met Vince Hong's gloomy eyes.
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But we both found each other tonight, tonight
So if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time .. Waste it on me, waste it on me
Tell me, why not waste it on me? Waste it on me
- Waste It On Me by Steve Aoki ft. BTS -