Two Strippers [ 🚨ON HOLD]

TWENTY THREE

❛ JUNGKOOK ❜

I couldn't find Jimin at all at home so I decided to go out and look for him myself. How? I have no idea and I definitely didn't want anyone to know what Jimin was to me. That'll add another problem to the mix and him leaving without letting me know is enough.

I've spent about an hour looking for him at bars, his club and the thing was I had no idea what friend he could have gone out with. It was definitely frustrating.

I got a call from Namjoon inviting me to a new club that opened up for a drink. That's my right hand man, I couldn't but I only accepted to have one drink with him. I head to the club, got a valley parking, and headed to the VIP entrance no questions asked. He said it was the third floor and made my way up.

I was let in and I'm immediately greeted.

" Jungkook! I'm glad you came!" Namjoon beams.

" I can't pass up a drink with my best friend." He smiles and I look off to his side a little adorable male was on his side. " Who's your friend?"

" Oh! Baby," He calls the male and looks over at me and freezes. " Yoongi this is Jungkook, the one I've talked about. Jungkook, this is my baby."

" Hi..." He's very shy, it seems to suit him. I smile at him and avert my attention to Namjoon, uninterested in the little male. He's adorable I'll give him that but he isn't my type.

" What would you like to drink man?" Namjoon asks. " Want to take a shot with me?"

I decline. " I'll take a Jack Daniels with coke. Preferred cold." He nods and calls over a bartender. I look over the building, taking in the way it was structured and it's an amazing club. It's pretty big and it definitely sets the mode for anything.

I look ahead of me and my eyes instantly lock to the small male across from me. Faded minty green hair, pink fur coat, white crop top, skirt, fish nets and heels.

Not to mention the added accessory. Who is my best rival. Lucas. I scoff, my jaw clenched. I'm burning holes into both of their skulls, trying to keep myself relaxed. But my blood is boiling by the second.

" Here's your drink sir." The bartender hands me my drink and I gulp it in one go. I ask for another and they went right to it.

" Ah, yes. I forgot to mention Lucas was here." Namjoon mentions. " I think my baby knows him. Right?" I look off to the little male and he's frozen.

" Uh, yeah. We work together at the club." Yeah, worked. I nod, my hands balled into fists inside my jacket.

Jimin, you better fucking enjoy yourself tonight. Cause it'll probably be your last.

I keep my eyes on him watching his every move. How he sways his hips, wrapping his arms around Lucas. My drink is handed to me and I down it in a second asking for a third one.

" Slow down," Namjoon chuckles. " Stressful day?"

I laughed, glancing over at him. " You have no fucking idea."

He nods. " Fair enough."

I avert my gaze back over and Jimin has his back against Lucas, pressing himself closer, their hands intertwined with each other. He rests his chin onto his shoulder, his lips awfully close to his bare skin. I watch as he grants him access, tilting his head back. He began to kiss his skin.

It takes a lot in me to not march over there and yank on Jimin and out this fucking club and not beating the shit out of Lucas. Instead, I take a few deep breaths in and out, laughing a little but composed myself.

Lucases hands are on his hips, and Jimin has his arms wrapped around him over his shoulders. His tongue glides up his skin and he begins to nibble at his ear.

He whispers into Jimins ears to what I can only assume is dirty talk and my skin itches with anticipation to stop this shit. Lucas hands began to roam down Jimin's thighs, exploring them as he reaches into the inside of his thighs, getting awfully dangerous to what belongs to me.

He palms his entire cock and I loose it. That was my last straw. My drink is handed to me and I take a couple of sips watching this play unravel right in front of me. 

Lucas takes Jimin by the hand and pulls him to the direction of the bathroom. He still has yet to notice me and that's okay because I notice him.

Then, a miracle happens. He locks eyes with me and the color on his face fades and his lips part in shock.

I smile at him, following him with my eyes as he head towards the restrooms. I bring the glass to my lips, following him with my eyes making sure he knows that I see him. And I saw the whole damn show he put on for me even if he didn't notice I was there the entire time.

" Have fun." I say with a smile and he disappears behind the doors of the bathroom.

" So, who's the little one Kook?" Namjoon raises a brow. He must've saw me eye Jimin the entire time. I force out a laugh, and shook my head.

" My fucking pet." I finish my drink and head over to the bar for more.

Oh, Jimin. You're in for one hell of a ride tonight. I promise you that.

" Two shots of Patron!" The bartender nods. " Yo! Namjoon! Come have a couple shots with me!" He comes over with his hook up or whatever he is and takes a seat next to me.

" I didn't know he was your pet. If he was I would have let you know right away. You know—"

" Shh, Namjoon. Relax. You didn't know and it's alright don't blame yourself. Let that little bitch have his fun. He knows what'll be waiting for him at home. Trust me."

" Two shots of patron."

" Cheers, man! To a wonderful night!" We click our glasses together and take the shot.

Oh Jiminie, should have just played dress up in your fucking room. Better yet, you should have let me know to begin with.

" Jungkook..." I hear my name, whispered faintly. In almost fear. I look over and just as I suspected it was my little pet.

" Ready to go home?"

" Listen, I can explain—"

I stood up startling him. I grab some cash and threw it onto the bar. " See you, Namjoon. Thanks for the call man." He nods ands I grab Jimin by his hand and drag him behind me.

" You're in for a treat tonight."