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173. GOT7 Bambam - How to be a Heartbreaker

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Four simple rules to follow to break a persons' heart. Should be easy enough, shouldn't it? After all, it's much easier to be a heart-breaker yourself than to have your heart broken.

Warnings: Language, angst, one description of sexual assault (not rape).

Word Count: 7.2k+

Based off the song How to Be a Heart-breaker by Marina and the Diamonds

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This is how to be a heartbreaker

Boys they like a little danger

We'll get him falling for a stranger,

A player,

Singing I lo-lo-love you

The lights at the club were terrible. You could barely see anything and you were practically tripping over your large heels as you climbed the stairs to the VIP area. You went out clubbing with your girlfriends often but tonight was a little different. Mina had recently met one of the city's largest businessmen through work and he had invited her to bring her friends to one of the newly opened clubs in which he owned a stake. It was the sort of place you couldn't get into with just money... you needed influence and apparently the men who owned this club had plenty of it.

"Wow, this club is amazing," one of your friends cooed as your group entered the less crowded VIP area. It was still extremely dark but the music was pumping loudly. You raised an eyebrow at the terrible choice in music; why were they playing a song that was almost a decade old? But your friends were all gaping around in amazement. It wasn't often that you got to come to the opening of the hottest new club and enter the VIP space. "I can't believe we're here; this is literally the hottest place to be in the city right now."

You rolled your eyes. "You girls must be joking."

"You don't like this place?" Mina wondered.

"It's not that bad. But the lighting is terrible considering that the floor has some stupid patterns carved into it; does nobody think about the fact that women need to walk here in heels? And I haven't heard this song since I was ten years old. Somebody needs to fire this DJ."

A deep, amused chuckle sounded behind you. You froze in your steps as you felt someone walk up to you from behind and caught a whiff of expensive, tantalizing men's perfume. The voice made your entire body shiver as it spoke. "I'm sorry you feel that way. There's nothing more important to me than making sure women are comfortable in my club," he drawled. "Welcome, ladies."

You whirled around to see the most beautiful man you'd ever met.

He was almost entirely dressed in black with silver hair falling into his dark eyes. You had never seen such an angular, perfectly shaped face or such luscious, pouty lips. They turned up into a smirk as he folded his arms across his chest lightly and introduced himself. "I'm Bambam. The owner of this club that you don't seem to be particularly enjoying yourself at."

Mina stepped forward flustered. "Hi. I'm so sorry. We were invited here by Jackson Wang-"

Bambam chuckled, his eyes never leaving yours despite addressing Mina. You had to admit that his dark gaze sent a tingle down your spine. You knew the sort of mind games men played and you knew that he was trying to get you flustered with the unwavering eye contact. His voice was low and smooth as he cut Mina off. "Oh, I know. Jackson is one of my investors. He should be around here somewhere, he never fails to find the ladies. But I have to ask. Did you mean what you said about the lighting and the DJ?"