Meet Me Halfway||Vkook

Ch.19: F'real Luv

"I'm all yours,
when you really wanna take me there
Don't let me go nowhere
I'd give it all up for you, I swear
Only for real love
That love that keeps me shaking
So real, there's no mistaking
I'd give it all up for you, I swear
Only for real love"

—Freal Luv
by Far East Movement
(feat. Chanyeol, Marshmello & Tinashe)

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A/N: that song & its music video inspired me to write this chapter.

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Jungkook walked into a red room underneath, four Chinese women dressed in traditional attires welcomed him inside this underground chamber as he looked around at the dim red lightning of the fancy place.

"They're gonna get you ready, the crowd is gonna go wild when they see you" Jackson winked, pushing Jungkook further into the room as the other felt his heart beat out of his chest.

"I-is this" Jungkook gulped "the only way?"

"This is the only way you can get into the club, yes, now it's not that hard" Jackson murmured softly as he took hold of Jungkook's small waist over his hoodie and leaned closer to him, making the other feel even more scared and intimidated.

"You'll just have to go out there and sing or sensually move around in front of the crowd" Jackson whispered closely to his ear "you got a slight but very noticeable feminine aura in you even though you're a boy, making you more irresistible."

"So I'd be a stripper?" Jungkook pouted, his lower lip slightly trembling in fear. He never knew he'd go this low, get to this point, all to finally see Taehyung again.

It became an obsession at this point, he was willing to do anything for him. Including harming his self-esteem and emotional state. Strip in front of horny men just to get him back into his arms.

"Not really, you won't strip anything off, you just gotta act sensual which you already do perfectly" Jackson smirked and leaned away, clapping his hands twice for the middle aged women around them to disperse and bring back what Jungkook is supposed to wear in the stage of the club, making his heart drop and eyes widen.

"What the actual fuck? Fuck no! I'm not wearing that, Jackson" Jungkook nearly yelled, looking at the attire in horror.

"But it is the only way" Jackson said in a sing song type of way, making Jungkook's cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

It was. . . A rather unusual and feminine outfit. He knew that clothing had no gender but he never thought of wearing that in private, even worst in front of hundreds.

The costume seemed like a cleopatra one, thin and delicate golden chains on the top part of the body, decorated by emeralds and rubies, and a long, transparent, black skirt.

Jungkook was grateful that the skirt had a non-transparent strip in the middle which would cover his manhood. But it would still leave his legs to be seen, and his upper part of his body would be wrapped in beautiful golden chains that would fall on him like a cascade of gold, revealing his milky skin underneath, and his dainty waist.

"Isn't it too much?" Jungkook mumbled.

"You can leave if you don't want to" Jackson said as he noticed the younger's discomfort.

"But Tae" he whined, looking around the room helplessly "I need to see him."

"No you don't, but if you want to then wear the outfit and let them do your makeup" Jackson said, walking off outside the room "Good luck, if you wanna leave, the exit door is right behind you. When I said this is the only way, it really is the only way."