Jimin
This was the second time i found myself standing in front of the bar but this time i wasn't alone. I had Jung Hoseok by my side who stood with a kind and reassuring smile that was basically telling me 'everything will be alright'. Both of us had got the text from the boss at the cafe while eating with our friends. Even though the smirk on Hoseok hyung's face didn't go unnoticed by me.
"You look in deep thoughts. Nervous?" I nodded as an answer to his question and took a deep breath, grabbing his hand in my small ones and stepping inside the large hall filled with neon lights. Drunk bodies swayed against each other as the strong smell of alcohol hit our faces. Hoseok coughed a bit but soon smiled and dragged me to the green room i had seen before.
There stood the owner of the club, Baekhyun, dressed elegantly in suit and curled hair styled backwards. "Don't be slow! Come on hurry the fuck up." He was roaring to all the girls as they hurriedly moved their asses to get dressed before performing.
"Yo Hyung!"Hoseok was pulled in a hug but i dodged when Baekhyun tried to hug me and flinched. I wasn't used to people getting into skinship with me apart from my younger brother Jihyun or maybe Yoongi. But he still got counted in so..
"You have 30 mins. Get dressed. You two have your performance just after them," He pointed to the group of girls before storming out of the room. Hoseok smiled a very dark smile at me before uttering 'get your pretty ass ready' and disapppeared into the washroom. I shrugged my shoulders with pale, blushed cheeks and continued doing my business without interrupting anyone when suddenly a loud shrill voice spoke.
"Hey I noticed you last time."
A girl with straight long golden hair and clear skin plopped down beside me while I hurriedly covered my body with the shirt I was supposed to wear. She chuckled instead and winked, "don't worry. I like boobs anyway." I sighed in relief and settled down beside her on the couch. She stared at me with an unrecognizable look but soon flashed a smile and held my hand.
"You're not much of a talker huh?" I nodded as a yes but managed to give her a small smile. "Hey, I'm Solar. What's your name?"
Even though I wasn't that comfortable in announcing my name to everyone, she looked kind, cheerful and fun. She was pretty, beautiful and I was glad she was trying to make friends with an outcast like me. "Park Jimin."
"Hey, Park Jimin. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Solar-shi."
She seemed older than me as she looked really matured. Solar was about to say something but was interrupted by another girl who literally jumped on her from the back, causing her to fall flat on the couch. The latter groaned and got up, all the makeup on her face already smudged. I remained quiet and watched the drama that was happening in front of me while chuckling silently to myself.
"Yah! Aera! I'm gonna beat your ass you know? I fucking did my makeup just now and you ruined it completely!"
"So what? I'm your girlfriend and I have the right to do everything!"
Girlfriends? Interesting.
"That doesn't mean you can destroy my hardwork you bitch-"
"Fucking enough! You're scaring him." Hoseok emerged from nowhere and stood beside me protectively, glaring the two girls who were creating a scene. I got up with a hurry and tried to convince him it was nothing as I was enjoying it equally.
"Really?"
"Yeah. They are funny."
"See Hoseok? Now if you don't mind, I wanna talk to this cute boy and make friends with him. How about you get your makeup on, hm?" The said male rolled his eyes and brought his mouth closer to my ear, whispering something as I nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll be alright."
"Sure, Jimin."
"So, Jimin-shi." Three other girls gathered around me as I eyed them with wide eyes. They were beautiful, heck gorgeous. Wide hips and plum butt which made men crazy to fuck them. Thin lips adorned with heavy lipsticks and eye lashed visibly glistening with some shining eye shadows. One of them stood out the most and I believe she was the main dancer of this team. Any clothes barely covering their private parts but that didn't seem to bother them as they joked continously among themselves.
I wonder how I would look in those...I quickly shook off those thoughts and smiled at them as some held my face too close to avoid the smell of cigarette.
These type of interactions were new to me but I knew I had to cope up. I wasn't comfortable but I wasn't uncomfortable either. Rather I liked it cause no one even took an interest in me to talk, being friends was much further though. Well, the new friends I made may be exceptions.
"You're too cute."
"Damn look at that jawline. God I fear my hand will cut if I touch it."
"I fucking love his lips."
"That ass is to die for."
"Oh fuck. How did he end up here? I really hope Hoseok protects him or he would be taken right there on the stage."
"He's so pretty."
My face was blooming red as those girls continued showering sweet compliments. Some were dirty but I didn't seem to care as their eyes showed they were telling the truth. Solar made most of the compliments while pinching me here and there, tickling me at places while I laughed.
"Oh my fuck. Even his laugh is so angelic."
"Guys I don't even deserve that much compliments you know?"
My words brought a sudden silence among them which had me worried but that lasted for a second or two because the prettiest girl cupped my face tightly. She was honey skinned, had black hair and tall legs. She had this intimidating look on her face that made my knees shiver even though I was the gayest gay present here.
"You deserve more compliments than this. I have never seen such a pretty boy in my entire life and I believe this boy deserves all the love and care in the world."
Those words in that deep female voice stirred something in me as I went still. Tears began trickling in my eyes but I was strong enough to hide them with an eye smile. She observed me carefully before removing her hands and patting my shoulder.
"I'm Hwasa, by the way. We'll be going now but don't forget to take my number from the boss." She winked before swaying her hips and walking out of the room. The rest of them followed her after bidding me goodbyes and pecking my cheeks.
I smiled and looked at my tiny fingers. I had never felt like this since the day my mom passed away and the man I called father turned out to be like that. I was always convinced I was ugly, worthless and no one ever wanted me to exist.
Seems like my life drastically changed in just a few days. A few days ago I was crying, feeling emotionless, roaming around the city for job, bullied in the university for being an outcast or a nerd, friendless and depressed. But now? Even though the job wasn't that likeable, I had a decent pay and had made some friends. I talked with Yoongi, grew close to him and had moments. I had my younger brother who was happy and studying without any worries. Everything seemed to be falling in place. I smiled genuinely before going to Hoseok and sitting down to put on some makeup.
Even though things seemed to be too good now, a void in my heart said something else. What if something happens terrible after that?
What if this was the calm before a storm approaching?
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