After years of bouncing around from casino to casino as a poker host, you finally found one that you believed you could spend the rest of your career at, thanks to them, your guys.
Six of the best men you could imagine, each one of them with their o...
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Standing by the bar in the nightclub, the girls couldn't help but to keep checking the time. Yes they were having fun but they knew it would be much more fun when the guys finally showed up.
With five minutes only left to go for the nights round of the tournament, they started to let loose, throwing back a few shots of tequila as their hips instinctively moved to the beat of the music.
"You ladies seem like you're looking for a good time?" They hear a deep voice yelling over the music making them turn to see a man leaning on the bar next to them. "Let me buy you all a drink."
"Sure." Haven grins, stepping closer to him.
"No thank you, we're fine." Y/N says, pulling Haven back to her side. "We're waiting for our boyfriends."
"Then where are they?" He smirks, looking around the crowd. "Because I sure as hell wouldn't let a looker like you out of my sight. I'm Paul by the way."
"I'm flattered." Y/N responds, rolling her eyes at his lame attempt at a pick up line. "They'll be here soon."
"Come on babygirl, just one drink." He groans, pulling Y/N by the waist into his body causing Sarah to gasp at his actions, reaching out for Y/N to try and pull her away.
Reaching up and grabbing his hair by the root, Haven yanks his head back with such force that he comes close to hitting the floor, making Y/N stumble on her heels as the man hisses in pain.
"She said no you fucking leech." Haven growls in his face, tightening her grip on his head as he begs for her to let go.
Yanking him a little harder, her eyes grow darker as she stares down at him as the other women watch on in awe.
Sighing in relief when they see the guys charging through the crowd towards them, they watch as Yoongi effortlessly pulls Haven off of him and lifts her up in the air.
"Easy there kitten." He laughs as she continues to thrash out at the man stumbling to his feet.
"What happened?" Jimin asks, grabbing Y/N's hand as soon as he reaches her.
"He grabbed Y/N." Sarah says, holding onto Namjoon.
Sucking in a large breath through his nose, Jimin spins on his heels and starts to walk towards the man, Y/N pulling on his hand to stop him is the only thing stopping him from rearranging the guys face.
"Jimin don't! It's fine honestly. It wasn't that bad, he just offered us a drink and put his arm around me."
"He fucking touched you!" He yells, watching the man running through the dance floor.
"And now he's gone!" She says, still trying to reason with him. "Please Jimin, we've been waiting for you all night. Can we just enjoy ourselves?"
"Fine." Jimin breathes out. "He's just fucking lucky I didn't get here five minutes earlier."
"Very lucky." Y/N grins. "Now let's have some fun."
