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Final

The next days, Jin slept in long, and kept working his night shifts, while she was staying in his house, being bored but having a lot of time to think. Her ankle is better already and she can't wait to start dancing again. So she puts on the music and does a few moves. It works and she continues but suddenly a sharp pain shoots through her body as she grabs her ankle again. "Shit!" She curses under her breath and looks at her ankle, that seemed bruised again. "I just hope it doesn't stay this weak forever... That Jimin is such a bitch..." And she cusses again. She gets up and looks at herself in the mirror and is startled. She is wearing make up, sexy dresses and overall doesn't look like the good girl that she was when she came to the city. She looks like a local and so did her personality. She wasn't shy anymore, nor was she in a shell. No, she was open and though. "Is this what the night pulled off? Wow... Such... drastic change..." And she softly touches her cheeks.

Namjoon asks Jin often about Aria, but he mostly gives a very neutral answer. Somewhere he doesn't want her to return to the nightclub. As in not to defile her any further than she already is. But he isn't all to sure if she will ever be the same again. -CRACK- a glass shatters in his hands because unconsciously he was putting too much pressure into drying the glass. The performance people don't look at him, he doubts they even heard it. Namjoon, however, did hear this and looks surprised at Jin. "The times you broke glasses in all the time that you worked here, I can count on one hand. What's up?" Jin bites his lip, seriously overthinking talking about it with Namjoon. After all, Namjoon is his best friend the longest. "It's... Aria..." "What about her?" "I don't want her to come back here." "Why not?" "I will work a day shift in another bar if I have to, but I don't want her working night shifts anymore." "What's up Jinnie?" Jin starts picking up the shards of glass.

"She became a creature of the night. The night life... it changed her... I... love her... loved her... no, love her. But I'm not sure about the night her." Namjoon pours himself a glass of whiskey, straight. He might need this, he thinks. He sips it and places it back down. "When you saw her dance, what did you think? Did it turn you on?" Jin nods. "When she sang, did it move you?" Jin nods again. "If you see her in the morning, is it the face you want to wake up to every day?" Jin flushes and nods. He isn't all too sure because he never did woke up beside her. "Then didn't the night change her but you kept loving her the same, no?" "That's not the point, Namjoon. I mean, she has been with Yoongi... And with Hoseok and..." Jin seems to be hesitant. "And with you..." "So?" RM plays with his glass. "I don't know, it feels like she might just jump into a relationship as a naive fool she is. Was. Is. I don't know." Jin gets upset, but not at Namjoon, but at himself. "Look at it this way. You've been with Yoongi before too... Not willingly, but still. And it made her what it is today. And are you really going to give up on your feelings for her because of it?" Jin is stunned and thinking about Namjoon's words again. He does always speak with wisdom and reason. Namjoon knows his work is done and takes the rest of his glass with him up.

There is a knock on the door. Aria is distracted from her mirror image and tries to get to the door. When she opens it, it's the last person she expected to see. And her first. "Can I come in?" Yoongi is in his dark suit, looking slick and oozing of testosterone. Before Aria could say anything he enters and in the hallway are his gang members and bodyguards. She closes the door behind him. "What are you doing here, liar?" She is still mad at him. He pulls a pained face while facing his back at her, so she can't see it. "I am here to take you back with me." He turns around and walks to her. "I noticed you didn't show up to the club anymore and Hoseok and you broke up. Namjoon was oblivious but he knew, so I just figured it must have been the only other person in the club." He is looking around in Jin's apartment, nodding and occasionally touching things, thinking it was cute. "Not bad, I guess a lot of my taste sticked to him. He was so beautiful to have in my studio. A pretty flower boy like him. And the way he moaned underneath me, his cumming face... You probably saw it yourself already too. From what I heard from Hoseok, you're his bitch now." Yoongi was holding a rose stock from the vase of roses on the table and snapped the stock between his fingers. He then pulled it out and started to tear the petals off, one by one. "So how is it? Are you with him?" "What is it to you?" "Oh, nothing particular, just funny to see how you have regressed from me to my thrown away things." "He is not a thing. He is a human being, kind, sweet, slightly arrogant and obnoxious but still lovely and charming."