Broken Pieces : Yoonmin

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"What the fuck is....Hoseok doing here?"

Baekhyun hyung leaves me alone, standing in front of the room, with Hoseok staring at me, a large smile plastered on his face. I don't know what to do except standing there, rooted to the ground, my limbs stiff and too scared to move.

He makes his way towards me, holds my hand and pulls me inside the room. It was cozy and luxurious as compared to the other green rooms I have seen. I didn't see too much though. Just a few times when I performed when I was five or six with my mom.

There were about four or five mirrors in the room, each having lights on top of them. A set of dresses for both male and female were kept in front of the mirrors with makeups. Two girls seemed to be giggling, each wearing a coat, most probably dressed underneath it.

"So..you are new here? What's your name?" Oh right, Hoseok Hyung. My eyes widen, seeing how fabulous he is looking. Nodding as an answer to his question, I stare at the front wall helplessly, not wanting to tell him my name. He immediately senses my discomfort and changes the subject.

"We have time for our next performance." His words instantly makes me look at him. What does he mean by "ours"? He drags me to the corner of the room, making me sit on the pink couch. He looks at me closely, as if trying to memorize every inch of my face, making my heart beat faster while my cheeks flush. Not that he can see me, the mask covers them.

"Um," he seems to hesitate a bit and rubs his neck with his palm. "Can you please, put off your mask? I need to see whether your makeup is done or not." And here it comes.

Sighing deeply, I remove the mask from my face, exposing it to Hoseok whose eyes widen in shock, seeing the most innocent and nerd face in the campus, in front of him with a wild makeup in a wild club.

"J..Jimin..?" He stutters, bringing tears to my face. I try hard, not to break down in front of him. It has been a few days since I made some new friends, and now here I am, ruining my innocent image in front of him. "What are you doing here?" Shock clearly audible in his voice.

Before I could answer, I break down in front of him, letting my tears freely fall from my eyes for the second time in the day. A knock could be heared and the two girls went out fortunately, leaving the two of us alone.

He immediately engulfs me in a hug, wrapping his arms around my waist as I bury my face in the crook of his neck. Slowly patting my back, trying to calm me down, leaving small kisses on my neck. I am pretty sure my makeup is now ruined, but to be honest that was the last thing I can care for now.

"Sh..sh..Jiminie, it's alright hm? Hyung is here. Calm down," his deep voice soothes me a bit and I try to follow his breathing, eventually calming down.

He pulls from the hug and looks at me, his eyes dark but full of comfort as he speaks, "I won't ask you the reason. Just remember you have me by your side. You can talk to me when you want."

Nodding, I finally speak with a trembling voice, "Can you please.. please not tell anyone about me working here? Believe me, I have nowhere else to work and my younger brother is at home."

"Don't worry. I won't. Come, let's wash your face. Your makeup is ruined."

And he took me to the washroom, cleaned my face and made me sit in front of the mirror. I see my own reflection, making me scoff at the same broken boy with dark circles under his eyes. "Okay, let's have your makeup done?"

A few minutes later, he finally let's me breathe. "Damn you're so fucking handsome Jimin," his words made my heart flutter a bit and I look myself at the mirror in the front, my mouth opening wide seeing myself in the reflection.

That....is....me?

"And now the last thing, wear this, " Hoseok Hyung hands me a set of clothes and turns around. I slip into a white silk shirt that showed my collarbone and the pale skin and a set of silk pants that were loose but curved my ass perfectly.

"I am done," he turns around and almost screams seeing me. "You are looking so handsome Jimin." My cheeks flush at his compliments. Seriously Jimin, you need to stop blushing at small things.

"Um..Hyung..em... what do I have to do on the stage?" He eyes me with worries and sighs, "Jimin, you're going to dance with me. And by dance, I don't mean pole dance. Some...really...erotic one. Are you sure you can do it?"

I nod with a smile and somewhat relieved? Cause, I know Hoseok Hyung will be leading me and I was partnered up with someone I knew. Yes, I was bit disappointed knowing I have to do things in front of drunk people, but as long as it's Hoseok Hyung, I don't mind. "Yes I can. But, I don't know the steps."

He pulls me by my waist, his hot breathe on my face as he smirks, "Just follow my steps alright?" Nodding, I look at his dark eyes. "Did you kiss before Jiminie?"

Okay- that was sudden. "I- Nooo," chuckling he pulls away from me, maintaining a distance between us. "I won't kiss you if you're uncomfortable. But get used to other things."

I am excited as well as nervous. But I know I am safe, as long as hyung is with me.

Our names were called and we made our way to the stage, a bunch of drunk people, all of them in suits, eyeing me and Hoseok, practically eye fucking us. My hands hold hyung's hands tightly as we stand in the center of the stage as a dark, erotic music started to play. He pulls me towards me, my front facing the stage and his crouch touching my ass while he whispers gently, "Shh, I am here. Relax and let me do it."

Shivers went down my spine as I feel his breathe on my neck and then finally his lips on my skin. Throwing my head back , I feel the music and grind my hips against his grouch to which he groans and turns me around to face him.

His lips suck my neck gently while he does steps, twirling me on the stage and pulling me back, grabbing my hair softly, showing my sharp jawline as his hands finds their way inside my shirt.

A loud moan escapes from my lips while my eyes rolled, my ass trying to grind against his growing clothed erection.

A round of applause erupts from the audience, some of them shouting and screaming, "Fucking fuck that ass in front of us." My cheeks red, mouths open as he moves his body around mine according the beats of the music. This continues.

About twenty minutes later, he kisses my forehead and parts from my body, steal holding my hand. Both of us bowed and went down the stage, to the green room.

"Are you okay?" He asks with concern. "I am fine. Its...its..just these are completely new, and I have to adjust to them."

He pulls me in his arms again and caresses my hair locks, "you did great Jiminie."

"OH GOD YOU GUYS WERE BOMB!" our manager breaks in the room, smiling at us. "You did great job. And Hoseok thanks for guiding him." Hoseok Hyung smiles and mutters a 'no problem'.

"Here," he hands me an envelope. My eyes widen to see the amount of cash in it. It was......more than enough. I can feed Jihyun now and well, I can feed myself too!! Hoseok hyung sees the sparkle in my eyes and chuckles, whispering in my ears, "The pay is great. Get used to it."

After talking for a bit, he informs us about our next shift which seems to be in the next week. We bid goodbye to Baekhyun hyung and part our ways to return to our respective homes.

I won't lie, yes, I am embarrassed. But the thought of having Hoseok Hyung with me cheered me up. Maybe I'll get closer to him.

I didn't notice when I reach home. I could notclice that the lights were off and the lock was visible on the door. Jihyun is sleeping inside and I guess, he still didn't wake up. Good, he needs enough rest.

As soon as I reach my doorstep, I see him. A certain mint haired boy sitting on the steps, his head leaned on the door, his eyes closed as light snores escape his mouth.

Yoongi?

This is not cross read!! Not cross read!! There might be errors so I am really very sorry. Also, I updated a long ass chapter again T^T