How long can you resist a flame before you get burned?
Play with fire and you'll get burned. Dance with desire and you might just fall in love.
The story of a stripper and a guy who just can't seem to get away.
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*Jimin POV*
I slipped my hands into my jean pockets in a poor attempt at finding warmth. I did bring a jacket but she said she was feeling cold so I gave it to her.
Honestly speaking I didn't just remove it off my back voluntarily, she practically ripped it off me. It started with her batting her eyes so fast that I feared for detachment of her false lashes. That paired with her constantly touching to and I quote, 'feel warm', I had no choice. It was either me or the jacket and I wasn't about to have her all over me the entire night.
"Jimin, wait up!" My body stiffened as she called out for me. Her 5'0 but 5'3 self in the strapped heels she wore slammed into my back, entrapping me in a hug. The instant cold of the leather material on my skin sent shivers down my spine.
"I can't wait to dance with you, I heard you're a great dancer" The platinum blonde shrieked stomping her heels on the street pavement in excitement. I rolled my eyes at her whopping amount of energy as I wormed my way out of her grip. I have nothing against it but frankly, I wasn't in the mood to entertain or match it in any way today.
Work has been frantic the past couple of days, especially with the preparation for Paxim's expansion. A big corporate change can really reveal those that are not cut out for stressful situations. I just never thought that it would get to the point where I needed to babysit people for even the most menial tasks.
All this plus my father's constant need to second guess and scrutinise every single choice I make, I was on the brink of losing my shit this week. Taehyung suggested that a night out would lift my mood.
"Yah! Jimin-ah!" A lowly familiar voice yelled out as two of my best friends approached me. One was dressed head to toe in designer clothes. From his heeled leather boots to the shades that covered his eyes despite the sun having set over 4 hours ago, you could easily spot him in a crowd.
The other one was sporting a more casual style, similar to mine. He looked like he could easily blend in the crowd if only his hair wasn't dyed a striking mint green. "Sorry to keep you waiting." Yoongi apologised. "The girls wanted to stop for a round of shots on the way."
Acknowledging the two identical and extremely sexy brunettes standing on the sides of either man dressed in sparkly mini dresses. Twins, huh. I met their eyes one by one with both sending me sly winks.
"I've heard good things about this club and thought that we should check it out." Taehyung raised. "There is one rule tonight though. We leave completely wasted isn't that right ladies!" The three ladies threw their arms in the air and enthusiastically hollered in response.
The blonde-haired girl then hooked her arm with mine as we all headed to the club entrance. Why did Taehyung have to set me up with the clingy escort? I silently questioned.
