Dangerous |ksj + knj|

Chapter 1: a Newbie

He swung his hips in a slow rhythm as his thumbs slid between his skin and his black underwear and teasingly pulled them down millimetre by millimetre. The speed of his movement was titillating all the men in the room, who were all anticipating the really big reveal.

The song's last notes rang through the speakers, just as he was about to show what he was hiding under the fabric, and he pouted. He scanned the hungry eyes glued onto his crotch and his slim figure for one last time and then turned around and walked away, swinging his hips.

A tall man sitting in the corner put his whiskey down. His dark eyes followed the figure, who was leaving.

"I hope you're not eyeing my guy."

He looked at his best friend and chuckled.

"Don't worry, bro, I would never."

Yoongi chuckled, downing his drink. As soon as he placed it down, a bartender appeared next to them.

"The usual, Sir?"

Yoongi made eye contact with the man whose abs were right in front of his face. He smiled at the handsome tall fella whose black hair was falling on his forehead.

"Sure, thanks."

The corners of the bartender's mouth curled up. He looked at Namjoon.

"And for you, Boss?"

"Sex on the beach again, please."

Hoseok grabbed the empty glass and straightened his back, as he nodded, mentally writing down the answer. He glanced at the shorter one more time, giving him one of his charming smiles, and returned to the bar to place their order. Yoongi looked him up and down, paying special attention to the butt wrapped in leather pants.

"The decision to make Thursdays topless was one of your best ones."

Namjoon chuckled.

"He's not bad...," Namjoon said, putting a cigarette between his lips and lighting it.

"Yeah, he's hot."

The bartender came back to them and put the drinks in front of them together with two whiskey shots.

"Enjoy your drinks, gentlemen," he winked while maintaining eye contact with the shorter.

"Beautiful, we didn't order those," Yoongi said. The bartender bit his lip.

"Another man paid for those."

"Oh really?" Yoongi chuckled.

"Yeah, me. I hope you don't mind." The man shared one of his wide smiles. Yoongi did the same, as he took the shot.

"Okay, thanks."

The bartender turned around to go back to the bar, but his eyes didn't leave the others.

Namjoon chuckled. They both took the glasses, clinked them and downed the shots, the alcohol's taste burning on their tongues and warming their throats.

"Yeah, I'll just order another shot. You want one too?" Yoongi got up and looked at Namjoon, who shook his head.

"No, thanks," he said as his friend turned around, "And wear a condom, bro," he laughed, and he received a punch in the shoulder from the younger. He watched the latter leave their booth.

He took one last puff of the cigarette and put it out. He looked at his watch and then around, trying to forget about today.

The work had been horrible. His subordinates had not been able to get their job done properly and therefore, he had lost about 10 thousand dollars, just because the idiots did not lock a car. Sometimes he hated working with people and having that much responsibility.