-What, are you nervous to see me naked? -he said nonchalantly. This time he was facing me while taking off the sweatshirt
-It's not to get nervous, it's not that interesting -I took a long stare at his chest and raised an eyebrow to show indiference. The place was narrow and the excess of stuff acumulated on its shelfs made it too hot I could feel the sweat rolling down my stomach under the t-shirt. Jungkook's exposed forehead was sweaty, a long soaked lock getting down it, crossing the left eyebrow, then the eye. I removed it softly from there on a boost, studying his expression cautiously. The corners of his lips curved on a fine line.
- Did you enjoy the experience? I bet you couldn't imagine this, you are being surprisingly quite
- I'm not going to lie, this has been very confusing
-C'mon, don't hold yourself, I know what you are thinking, your eyes are like an open book -he clicked his tongue. As the abscence of a response he kept talking for me -No, this is not my job and yes, I do it as my own will -I blinked twice, utterly confused -Gyeomie and I met by chance a few years ago, we had a mutual, eh...let's say a mutual friend –I rolled my eyes to the high probability of this friend being more like an old girlfriend -he told me about this place and the project and I decided to help whenever and however I could. That's why after three years I keep coming almost every afternoon to help before going to work. The idea is give them a safe place and a healthy life, most of them have been abandoned or mistreated and here they have a better home, an other chance, like humans, they deserve it too. Sometimes I help on rescueing them directly from their homes, when we get a call from neighbours or a direct petition to do it. Well, many of this things have already been explained to you.
-Jungkook, this is very kindhearted -my voice shaked under the flooding emotions. I leap on him, hugging not his physical persona but his heart- Thank you -I mumbled.
-You are not crying, aren't you? -he detached from me, lifted my chin with two fingers to check it and smirked
-Big girls don't cry -I joked. He started moving on to leave, humming the song. We both said goodbye to Yugyeom and I couldn't help but express my admiration repeatedly to the point Jungkook had to push me to the door.
Jungkook parked outside the building. The pavement was wet there, small neon puddles on the floor reflected the moon. "Tropicana".
-Seriously? -I chuckled while taking off the annoying helmet
-Seriously
Tropicana was probably the most popular place for young people those days, but also the most mainstream. It consisted on a variety of areas all inspired on a tropical and summer vibe enviroment, mostly consisting on colorful neon lights everywhere and all the occidental-made cliches such as palm trees, flamingos and the most popular thing of the place, the cocktails. It got a few things to offer such as arcade games, karoke, a chill out zone, the dancefloor for when that moment of the night comes and you are ready to lose all you practically non-existent dignity, and even an excentric mini-golf on the rooftop. Lights going on day and night, the place was never totally closed, like casinos, absorbing people's time like the bermuda's triangle, you always got time for the last round, the last dance, the last kiss after one last drink that turned out to be five more and the night into day. That was the power of this magic place that tried to simulate the paradise itself. I think I wasn't conscient of what this place involved until I saw the almost naked waitresses under the laserlights, just then, as awakening from a nightmare, I reacted.
-NO, Jungkook, no
-Oh yeah. Remember, you must do what I tell you -he carried me towards the place pushing me from behind agilely -it's been so hard to convince my boss to let you do this for a night, so don't fuck it up, our stupid game isn't more important than this. Now keep walking, this place must start working.
-But... -I mutted
He pushed me harder, pressing his fingers harder against my back. He started giving me the instructions with no hesitation, rising his voice above the enviromental music. I was getting dizzy -I'm usually in charge of the drinks, but you don't have a single fucking idea of preparing cocktails, am I wrong? You can't be at the counter all the time, but as you are here to get the full experience you'll be with me until 9 p.m because thats's when there aren't many customers yet. Then you'll continue as a waitress, I'll be behind the bar if you need me, but take in count I have to check the arcades and the chill out too -after saying this words he pulled a black door that suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, it was completly hidden in the darkess of the walls, like a secret door. White corridors followed it and then a metallic door with the "Private" indication on it. Jungkook pushed me inside abruptly but he didn't followed me, instead he remained outside and gave me the last indications before leaving me alone -there you have your clothes, change quickly and meet me outside behind the bar we've went past before getting here. Do it and do it good, please. Let's see if you still stick to your words after this.
-Wait, Jungkook, what if any- "one enters...". He had already left. I turned around to look for the attire with my eyes. I couldn't be more ashamed, luckyly there wasn't any mirror to check the atrocity. How did I got into this, why I couldn't keep my mouth closed? I sighted when the barely perceptible skirt slided through my fingers. The glittery top wasn't better, and let's not talk about the plastic platforms.
A cold shiver ran through my back when the colorful neons punched my eyes again. I formed a fist and encouraged myself several times until I met Jungkook who was already busy with a furrowed expression, a combination of a scary and cute look. When he finally noticed my presence he quickly checked me and whistled. I rolled my eyes in response. He seemed amused of my suffering. On the other hand, he looked so good in tight leather pants and an even more tight white shirt, almost transparent under the bright lights, revealing the view of a tight waist in contrast of the wide chest.
The night was busy, an unstoppable coming and going flood of people, all dressed in expensive clothes, ordering expensive drinks but twisting and eating out each others like teenagers. Thankfully my period as a waitress at the neighbourhood's caffe the summer before starting college was very useful, the only significant change was that this time there were a considerable amount of sweaty bodies to avoid. We kept stealing quick glances to each other, always looking after my moves.
At midnight Jungkook startled me from behind when I was serving a group of graduated girls. He took my sored wrist and carried me away from the crowd.
-I'm going to do the last round before we leave and I'm taking you with me this time -could he stop being so bossy? He hadn't pronounced a single word that wasn't an order since we had left home that morning, although he looked so focused on his job and responsible on his tasks so I choosed to praise him instead.
-How do you manage to control everything without forgetting anything? Just the music is getting on my nerves! -I said goofily and eyed him to see his reaction. A smirk fromed at those rosy lips.
-Shut up and follow me, we'll be out in about an hour.
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Maybe (아마도) || jjk. + k.th + reader
Fanfiction"When you are a scared kid who runs away from himself, loneliness is the only feeling that seems right to you, but when you taught me how to feel real I stopped trying to scape" The story of three lives, they weren't aware of how much they needed e...
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