BLOOD - Season 1

Episode 4

Yoongi is in the club, sitting in a booth with a girl on his lap, watching his fuck mate on the dance floor grinding with another girl. He smirks, Hoseok looks damn fine and he's sure he knows. A song came on making the club go wild and with their response the misters came on, spraying colorful neon watered down paint. Yoongi takes a sip of his bourbon as he watched the crowd go wild, the girl on his lap delicately plays with his white hair.

Blacklight comes on as the club picks up, now all you see are colors dripping from skin and clothes, whites of their eyes and teeth. Yoongi look menacing, his white hair, showing a light grey his eyes with contacts glowed too. A predator surrounded by a sea of prey.
Watching on he got a glimpse at the clubs entrance, someone with pink hair has entered, turning to talk to someone behind him as they made their way to the bar.
That hair cannot be mistaken for any other, he made sure he burned that color to the back of his head.

Yoongi need to make his move, his pants are getting tight, but not now, not yet.

Jimin ordered a tray of shots, he intends to get wasted tonight and quite possibly get dicked in or dicked down. Jin however was there just because, he didn't mind though, at least the club is banging tonight.
The tray of shots done and another ordered, they made their way to a booth, that's when Jimin felt it again, the stare and he doesn't mind. His hidden side smile says it all. He intends on taking that man with him tonight.

Another, heading banging song came on and the misters were activated again. Eveyone is going to get lit tonight and quite possibly not remember most of it tomorrow!
Jimin sat in his booth, across from Yoongis. The crowd is wild and things seem to move faster while they stared in a slow manner, drinking in their stares, Jimin eyes never left Yoongis as he licked his lips and Yoongi held his own while he drank his bourbon, then raising his glass, tipping it to Jimin, acknowledging his presence.
Soon enough Hoseok joined Yoongi in the booth, the girl long gone, pissed that she wasn't getting the attention she wanted,

"I was watching you from the floor, who got you man?"

"This boy, across there" Yoongi pointed with his index, glass still in hand

"Oh he's gorgeous!"

"You don't mind sharing, do you?"

"Him? Fuck no! Can we keep him, please?"

"Sure thing munchkin! But let's wait a bit yeah?"

An hour has passed, Hoseok is wasted and Yoongi is high, time to make his move. Watching the man across the room, he subtlety indicated to the back door exit and the other gave a wink. His smirk was plastered on his face as he made his way to the back, exiting the club and leaning on the wall opposite the door. A few minutes has passed and out comes the man who held his interest since morning.

No words were spoken, just lips on lips, Yoongi spun them around, pinning Jimin on the wall, the air is chilly but they don't care. Jimins hands were feverishly feeling Yoongis back, pulling him closer while gripping the material, one of Yoongis hand is on the wall, supporting himself so they wouldn't stumble and with the other he gripped Jimins plump ass. Jimins moans were soft and needy as Yoongi rubbed their clothed members together, he's feeling the mass that is Yoongi. Their lips separate, heat of their breath fogs in the chilly air, both of them needy,

"I have a surprise for you, if you promise to be mine tonight, I'll show you", Yoongis voice, low, deep, commanding but soft,

"Then show me"

Pulling Jimin back inside, he lead him to his booth where Hoseok was having a laugh with a few of his friends who came late,

"Hey! Let's bail" Yoongi shouted to Hoseok, as he gave his greetings to his friends. Jimin looked over to where he was previously and saw that Jin had already left.