Sugar Sweet || Jinimin

Jin

The sun shone on the streets, painting the street in a yellow colour. On the road walked a male figure, a black jeans skirt was hugging his waist and a black jacket was hugging his body, a bag made of fabric was hanging down his shoulder and his silver like hair was all messy. Small tears left his almond eyes and sobs escaped his plump lips. He sniffed as he looked at the road and held the bag tight.

He looked at the sunshine and smiled, small tears leaving his puffy eyes. He held the bag tight to himself as tears escaped his lips. He looked at the sun one last time before falling on the warm concrete and making a loud bang echo around the empty place. Beside him fell a little picture, the size of a small cigarette box, it was a picture of the male hugging an old man with a smile on his lips.

Jin's eyes fell on the men in the club before taking a sip from his drink, swallowing the drink whole.

The bartender looked at Jin.

"You know you can't drink your feelings away, right?", asked the man, a boxy smile on his lips. Jin rolled his eyes.

"Your youngsters always say that.". Said Jin, looking at the younger man who only giggled.

"But it's true.", said the male. Jin rolled his eyes with a groan.

"Give me another beer.", said Jin. The bartender nodded before pouring another beer in the glass before giving it to the elder who happily drank it.

Laud music was heard around the place as the old man continued drinking his drink, the sound of people walking and dancing was heard. But for the old man everything was just quiet as he got used to the sound.

"You know Jin hyung....boss wants to give you something."; said the bartender, making another drink for another customer. Jin looked at the bartender and raised his eyebrow.

"What offer, Taehyung?", asked Jin, curiosity taking over. Taehyung looked at Taehyung and gave the drink to the customer.

"He wants to give you a turn with one of the strippers for free."; said Taehyung. Jin looked at Taehyung and laughed.

"Taehyung, you know I don't like strippers. They are nothing but sluts.", said Jin. Taehyung sighed.

"You know...I actually kinda feel bad for them.", said Taehyung. Jin raised his eyebrow and shook his head.

"Nope nope, they are bad people, selling their own bodies for money, that is basically being a slut. In my time we actually had work, we actually worked in offices, we did things that you guys can't do."; said Jin. Taehyung looked at Jin and sighed.

"Anyway, the boss says that you can have one for free. He really likes you and would love to have you have Sugar Sweet, he is a professional."; said Taehyung. Jin raised his eyebrow and scoffed.

"Fucking sugar sweet, he is nothing but an whore, a basic whore."; said Jin. Taehyung looked at Jin before he continued working.

An hour later Jin's mind was empty, while walking he sang to himself watching the road look like an ocean, he was dangling as he walked every step, almost falling a few times.

It was almost one AM when Jin got home, he sighed and opened up the house to be met by the sight of an empty dark home. He groaned and stripped off his clothes, not carrying where he put the clothes. He fell on the bed with a grunt and snuggled into the bed before falling asleep, loud snores echoing around the room.

His head felt like it was exploding when he woke up that morning, groaning as he did his usual routine. His legs felt like jelly as he got up from the bed and put on his clothes.

With a sigh he walked to the bathroom and got himself ready, he groaned as he saw himself in the bathroom mirror. His once jack black hair was now almost grey, his smooth honey like skin was now all wrinkly and terrible. He sighed and smacked his cheek to wake himself up. He groaned and slowly started to put the toothpaste on his toothbrush, he groaned as he saw no toothpaste leave the tube.