Erroneous [Vminkook]

30: Empty Mirror⚠️

Karma's intense stare inhales every single corner, edge, dent, and area of this club, making sure that every detail he has memorized by heart and in his mind.

It's different than the other ones; neon red lights with a large dance floor. A bar is to the far side with a stage up ahead, open for anyone who has a desire to steal all of the attention for themselves for one night. Few tables and round booths here and there, perhaps all the way back have sections for other lewd things.

Karma can only imagine how chaotic this place will be when the darkness of the night roams the streets.

It's empty now, far too early for this place to start growing electrified with energy. Ruby has always been known as a club of the sins; drink as much to your hearts contents to any beverage. Snort, inject, or drown as much drugs to whatever one pleases. Probably even fuck on one of those couches without it being a problem.

A place of utter anarchy, obviously with security around to make sure no one fucking kills each other but that's their only job.

Other than that, they don't see a thing.

"He'll be over there, correct?"

Karma follows Jungkook's finger pointing from beside him to the black closed curtains across the club, meant for private purposes alone. There's multiple rooms like that of course, leaving it as a mystery for the eyes of the people who are not inside.

"Yes," Karma confirms, leaning back against the bar, "We have to keep our eyes settled on him, making sure he falls for the bait-"

"Damn! This pole is amazing!"

The duo snaps their eyes to the empty stage, seeing Jimin standing there in front of the center pole as he shakes it, the metal pole not rattling at all no matter how hard he nudges.

"Having fun there kitten?" Karma mocks, more so annoyed that he was interrupted but fighting the smirk from underneath the mask.

Jimin ignores him and starts to climb up the pole with his arms alone, his upper body strength making its appearance. Jungkook shifts uncomfortably on the barstool of the chair as Jimin swings around, demonstrating his flexibility through the suit he's wearing as he tests the sturdiness of his prop.

Let's just say that Jimin can move all too well even with a suit on.

As if that was ever going to be a problem.

"Wow! I'm coming here more often!" Jimin beams as he hangs upside down with a hand on the pole to keep him from sliding down. The wide smile on his lips and the way his hair falls away from his features took Karma's breath away, forcing him to move his eyes away to the childish gesture.

His heart shutters a little in his chest and a headache subtly shifts into his head, but he only cracks his neck and keeps himself from focusing on the holes of his memories.

Innocent, he looked too innocent.

Jimin slides off the pole, staring at it with a small pat, turning to the pair, "I like it!"

"You're doing fantastic!" Jungkook claps sarcastically, making Jimin force a smile while flipping him off as he gets off the stage. The two have not been exactly on the greatest terms to say the least, but they know how to act professional. Jimin just tries to stay out of Jungkook's way, and even if the ravenette won't admit it, he hates it.

A lot.

Slowly Karma looks at Jungkook, "Are you ready to face him?"

The mere thought of Yoongi's face flashed Jungkook's mind, not hiding the shiver running down his body as he recalls those last moments in the alleyway with him. Even when Yoongi is trying to kill him, he also is trying to keep him safe, in which makes absolutely no fucking sense. He still hasn't mentioned that moment to Karma or Jimin about seeing Yoongi, and he prefers keeping it that way as well.