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5

Jeon

We finally reached after 20 minutes.

I guess the club was almost the same as how I remember it to be, except this was a club for elites  (no, I'm not flexing don't look at me like that.) and there was no sweaty bodies pathetically grinding against each other. No fights, dramas or problems either. 

A lot has changed since those days huh.

Taehyung elbowed me, bringing me back to where I was.

Just as we entered, we were greeted excitedly by the staff outside. "Welcome to YT sir, how can I help you ?" Two women, one asked Tae and one asked me in a flirty, little too breathy voice.

 I mean, we had the looks, the money, what else could you ask for? we weren't called the most eligible bachelor for nothing. 

Taehyung, being the worldwide flirt that he is leaned in whispered something inaudible whereas I couldn't tolerate the fakeyness (don't tell me that's not a word) and grabbed him by the elbow and went inside.

It was kind of dark with lots of strippers and waiters shuffling around, flirting with people now and then.

Me and taehyung settled near the bar area where we relaxed and talked, genuinely for a change, without any sort of awkward small talks I usually have with others I didn't know and this felt really good because I had missed that ever since I was busy taking over the company.

I know, weird place to relax and talk but that's just how we are-

We were talking when suddenly taehyung got a call from one of his colleagues. He excused himself and left me, clueless what to do. I couldn't exactly function after alcohol, I had low tolerance and did dumb things, in the past. So, I decided to stat just in my place

Yes, I know what you're probably thinking. Jungkook, are you dumb? What the fuck?why would you worry about stupid choices in a strip club?

Yes; I know, it's just that it has been so long and I feel weird and out of place here.

I sighed, deciding to go back after taehyung comes back. (Didn't wanna leave him hanging.)

Just as I finished my drink, another glass was placed at my table. I looked up to thank him when I realized he was already walking away. 

I couldn't see his face but I could see him walking away from me and his curves oh my god. 

But as I said, I'm not one of those conceited people who are interested in people only for their bodies or looks anyways.

It's all about the personality. I learnt it the hard way.

I followed him, curious to know more about him.

Interesting. Never has anyone ignored me.

I followed him till he sat down on the backdoor of the club, where no one was around.

I stopped and softly walked closer, when I realized the said male was sniffing and I could hear some occasional whimpers which tugged at my heartstrings for some strange reason.

I touched my heart through the fabric of my office shirt, puzzled,trying to figure out this alien feeling.