Living in a viciously boring cycle of tips and refills, a young waitress finds herself being pulled headfirst into the world of sex, drugs, and rock & roll.
With an unexpected turn of events, Lyla embarks on a journey with the three handsome men fro...
Reaching Los Angeles, I hop down from the last step from the bus and stretch my arms out as wide as they can go, taking in the smell of the ocean not too far from the chosen hotel for the next couple of days. Wrapping me in a back hug, Jimin places his chin on my shoulder as I hold onto his arms, finding it difficult to quit smiling.
I giggle as I watch Taehyung run at full speed while pushing Jungkook around on a baggage cart as he pretends to rock out on his unplugged electric guitar. Hoseok huffs and yells at them for at least the third time to stop goofing off until eventually giving up and laughing along with us. Looking at him, he shrugs his shoulders and nods towards the two goofing off, deciding to pick his battles and instead let them have a good time.
"How was your night?" He inquires and my cheeks flush as I think back on my moment with Taehyung.
"Really good," I say with a hint of captivation in my tone, unable to hold it back if I try to.
Halting the goofing around with Jungkook, Tae stops and looks at me with the sun casting an ethereal glow over his honey complexion and for a brief moment, we share an unspoken secret between the two of us as we both allow the corners of our mouths to upturn ever so slightly. I had told him that I would like for any sexual activities to remain between us as it's our business and ours alone and thankfully, he couldn't have agreed more.
Kissing my cheek with a bit of force while I laugh at the sight of Jungkook tumbling to the ground and him cursing at Tae until he breaks out in laughter as well, Jimin lets go of his hold around me to take a photo of his bandmates literal downfall.
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Taking a step forward to offer a hand to help him off of his ass, JK gets to his feet and dusts off the back of his pants, letting out a small chuckle when he catches a glimpse of my still smiling face as I try my best to not tease him about how uncool he just looked.
With little time on the schedule since we arrived later than anticipated, thus the reason for Hoseok being so on edge about time management, we pile into one of the SUVs to head straight to their record label where they have a meeting in about forty-five minutes and with L.A. traffic, that's pushing it.
Taehyung tells JK to drive this time and Jimin automatically climbs into the front seat as Tae scoots in beside me, pretending to struggle to get comfortable so that he can steal a kiss to my neck without anyone knowing and making me blush on command. It was something he said he adored about me; how my cheeks would tell on me without me needing to speak. I used to find my flushed appearance somewhat annoying but knowing he liked it so much made me start seeing it in a new light.
Every so often during the slow-paced drive down the freeway, Jungkook would look back at me through the rearview mirror and flirt with me with his doe-like eyes whenever Taehyung and Jimin would get lost in a conversation between just the two of them.
Thanks to the dark tint on the window, no one pays our vehicle any attention as we seamlessly blend into traffic along with everyone else and it makes me wonder how many celebrities and musicians these Angelenos have been so close to without knowing.
