Jeonjungkok POV
We finally arrived at the club.
The enclosed space was teeming with inebriated bodies.
the dance floors were vibrating with wild beats and sloppy footsteps.
Neon lights cut through the darkness like a lazor show.
It was magical.
This would be my first experience at a club. It will be a great topic starter for my friends...when I start making friends.
Taehyung kept me safely by his side. My beloved protector kept his fingers intertwined between my own as we made our way towards a group of questionable looking characters.
From a normal perspective, the gentlemen sitting at the table were fairly young and handsome. Two were drowning their evening in a set of shots while two were chatting loudly. The only one that seemed out of place from the joyful group was the brown-haired Hybrid. Telling by the scowl on his face he was already irritated.
I can tell that Taehyung played a significant role in the group. He was greeted with a celebratory cheer as if their king has arrived to bless their presence.
Judging by Taehyung's vain smirk, he approved of the reaction. I tried not to revert back to my typical introverted demeanor but it was an innate reaction for a hybrid to seek protection from the strongest of the group. Tae may not be a hybrid but he certainly had a dominating personality.
The group of rowdy youths continued to ignore my existence until Suho coughed loudly to divert their attention to the coy catboy hiding behind their leader. It was an odd reaction, I was expecting a few hellos or even an effortless finger wave from the group but instead of a formal greeting, they stared at me with their eyes wide and their jaws hanging low.
I could tell they were studying me. Their eyes examined every available inch of my body. The unnecessary attention caused my cheeks to ripen and my head to dip shyly between my shoulders.
"Wow...he's fucken hot"
"Holy shit he's cute"
"Fucken V always get the hotties, lucky bastard"
"Damb...What a pretty hybrid."
They certainly had no restraint expressing their interest in me.
Taehyung slapped the back of the nearest member's head "Ah! stop staring you fucken perverts, where the fuck is your manors" he scolded the members fiercely. The regained their composure quickly.
"Hi there, what's your name Cutie,?" one quarried with a sly wink.
Taehyung sent a threatening glare to his friend. I couldn't help but let out a small giggle, which every member seemed infatuated with. I didn't see any harm in the name so I opened my mouth to speak but I was cut off by my lover. "His name is Jungkook,so stop fucking flirting with him" he barked aggressively.
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