✓ Just One Night (Taekook; Completed)

Chapter One

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The scream.

The pungent smell of liquor.

The chinking of glasses.

The vacant, smoky room, dimply lit by several purple lights, buzzed with excitement and a great amount of enjoyment. The wall-vibrating music blasted through the speakers, nearly drowned out by the wolf whistles of women and men who were standing around the brightly illuminated round stage in the center and watching the seductive dancing of toned, muscular men in nothing but G-strings.

Twisting on the barstool, Jungkook rested his elbow on the bar top and took a swig of the amber-colored whiskey, a rich and delightful taste of coffee, caramel, honey, and spice immediately coating his tongue.

Even through the thick cover of darkness in the room, he could feel most of the women sitting at nearby tables watching him intensely, desperately begging him with their eyes heavy with sexual hunger to allow them to touch him; asking him to use them however he wants; telling him they crave to be his.

He, in fact, loved to see such a look of want and need on their faces. He'd always felt a mixture of confidence and overly satisfying power whenever he got under someone's skin. Not to mention, he loved to be the center of attention – on stage as well as off. 

The ice cubes clinked gently against the glass as Jungkook tipped his head back to take another swig of the drink before he let his tongue dart out from his mouth and run along the edge. Noticing from the corner of his eye that the women were already hooked, he set the glass on the bar, and while keeping deep eye contact with random chicks, he put his thumb at one the corner of his lips and slowly traced the upper lip with the tip.

The following second, the round of high-pitched screams and moans of bliss left out of the mouths of those girls. Some of them instantly started fanning themselves off, while the others dropped their gazes to their drinks, looking like they needed more than a hand to cool themselves off.

Jungkook smirked. He knew what exactly he was doing to them. How he literally drove them out of their minds. He was a master of seduction, after all. And considering the girls were usually so horny, even the slightest hint of getting his cock inside of them was enough to turn them into total dummies.

"One day someone will fuck that cocky smirk out of your face."

"Confident," Jungkook corrected, turning his attention to a decently handsome orange-haired bartender, and also his closest friend, behind the bar. "No chance in hell, hyung, because no one can't tame a big, notorious bastard like me."

Kihyun gave him a funny look. "At least you admit you're a bastard."

Jungkook shrugged.

"It is possible, though," Kihyun continued, whilst he paired a Scotch whiskey and Drambuie liquor into a cocktail shaker and started mixing them. "If things are meant to happen, they will, and you can do nothing about it." He then poured the mixed yellowish drink into a cocktail glass, added two ice cubes and a slice of lemon, and handed it to the barback. "Anyway, are you performing tonight?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah, after Wonho-hyung's solo."

"Why did you switch with him?" Kihyun wondered.

"Since for the last two weeks he'd been practicing hard, I suggested to him to perform before me," Jungkook explained, a sly smile creeping in at the corner of his mouth. "I just don't want to take the spotlight from him, that's all."