seven days in vegas | jjk

day one • evening

sarah sits at a table alone in the middle of eataly, a huge italian food complex next to the casino at one of the best resorts in las vegas - park mgm.

she sighs as she picks at her food, feeling demotivated, knowing that her best friend layla was too busy sitting at a table elsewhere, flirting with her boyfriend.

she takes another bite of her pasta and stares out at the crowd boredly, regretting coming on this trip. although the hotel was beautiful, it wasn't anything new to her as she had already been to many resorts and her mansion could pass off for one as well.

her baby pink chanel purse sat on her lap while she wore a cute white dress and is accessorized from head to toe in luxury.

suddenly she whips her head around, feeling a nudge in her back and is met with two handsome men in their mid 20s trying to get to the table behind her, but everything in the area was already taken. she rolls her eyes and ignores them, focusing on her half eaten pasta once again.

one of the men stops in his tracks and glances at the other with a funny smirk, showing that an idea had formed in his head. the other sighs and nods, figuring out the man's thoughts before he even had to say anything out loud.

the first man taps on her shoulder again, now more confidently and is met with her annoyed face.

"what" she says in a flat tone, already tired of all of the weird guys that had tried to talk to her since she got there two hours ago.

"we were wondering if we could sit here" the man says with a soft friendly smile on his face. his smile was so soft and endearing that it was the type to convince anyone to do anything.

sarah glances around and realizes there really isn't any other tables around and nods slowly in defeat. the two men smile at each other and sit across from her on the stools. she glances up at them but immediately looks back down at her pasta, having no interest in conversing with the men in front of her.

"what's your name?" one of them asks with a bright smile on his face. his hair was fluffy, long and pitch black, and he was wearing a white tshirt and blue jeans, but the way he wore it makes it look designer.

"sarah" she replies while barely looking up at them. "you?"

"im jimin! nice to meet you" he says while extending his hand towards her.

"jimin" she repeats under her breath, before shaking his hand back with a small smile on her face.

"and i'm yoongi" the other man interjects, extending his hand as well with a much more subtle expression than the bubbly jimin.

"nice to meet you yoongi" sarah says in a flat tone while shaking his hand boredly before looking back down at her plate and picking at her food.

yoongi and jimin glance at each other and continue to eat the slices of pizza they had gotten. sarah finally finishes her pasta and gets up from her stool.

"i'll be leaving then" sarah says while getting up and taking her stuff. yoongi and jimin casually check her out when she isn't looking.

suddenly jimin grabs her wrist, impulsively.

"wait" he says.

sarah looks back at him with a death glare, making him remove his hand.

"i was just going to say you should join us" jimin says with a soft smile. sarah glances back and sees layla and taehyung giggling together and sighs.

"fine" she says.

"fine?!" both yoongi and jimin say in unison, not expecting her to agree.

she nods and stands next to jimin's stool looking at them properly for the first time, scanning their features to determine their trustworthiness. she clenches her jaw a bit, throwing away some unwanted memories and looks back up at them.

"should we go to the bar?" yoongi asks casually while getting up as well. sarah nods and starts walking over there herself, before them.

"one pink whitney please" she says while waiting at the counter looking at the various types of alcohol in front of her. yoongi and jimin glance at each other before ordering some whiskey for themselves.

the bartender immediately hands them their drinks and sarah closes her eyes once the cool alcohol touches her throat. she relaxes and drinks the whole thing before ordering some more.

yoongi and jimin watch, while they themselves don't drink more than one shot - at least for now.

she smiles a bit opening her eyes, now that she was i five shots in. "let's go" she says while tugging on jimin's wrist roughly and pulling him towards the casino area, adjacent to the restaurants.

jimin and yoongi follow behind her and watch her stumble over to the poker table, where she leans over and starts playing. yoongi and jimin stand behind her, feeling a need to protect her now that she was drunk.

they keep glancing at each other a little worriedly when she would lean over more and people would give her odd looks, or when she would almost fall. they made sure to hold her upright if it ever got too bad and kept an eye on her.

another man dressed in a black t-shirt and black jeans stands across from her at the table looking at her intently. "jungkook, you're here" they say looking up at the man with black strands of hair falling on his forehead and an arm fully dressed with tattoos.

he glances at them, but mainly focuses on the girl in front of him, across the table. sarah giggles as she claps, playing around round and winning a tiny bit.

jimin and yoongi were getting worried about how long she was here already and were planning on helping her back to her room.

jungkook comes over to their side of the table and stands beside them, still acting quiet as before. sarah walks over to an 8-ball table which she sees and starts hitting the balls around with a stick, but doing horribly because of her lack of aim.

suddenly she feels an arm next to hers, grabbing the stick from her hand and leaning over her back. she feels the warmth of his chest on her back and closes her eyes in defeat. his hand subtly goes over her hand, holding the stick along with her, and another hand grips the other side of her waist softly as he leans closer to her ear and whispers, "let me help you".

sarah turns around slightly, for her face to meet with jungkook's. her eyes meet his dark, mysterious ones and her eyes are redirected to the mole that sits below his bottom lip and then to his lips which were close to her. she nods slowly in confusion and leans into his touch, instinctively.

jimin and yoongi look at each other panicking, but don't say anything in fear that they will offend jungkook. jungkook stands closer to her, getting comfortable now and his hot breath hits the side of her neck. she closes her eyes more and steps back a bit, only for her ass to be met with his crotch.

she gasps softly at contact and moves forward again only for him to step closer for her hips to be met with the side of the table and his bulge to be met with her ass. she closes her eyes tighter and let's go of the stick and holds onto the side of the table while his ass slowly rubs against her ass, making her wet.

she leans over the table more unintentionally, begging for more contact and jungkook slowly squeezes her hips and rubs a little further making her gasp once again, and then pulls her up by gripping her waist.

"why don't we take this elsewhere" he whispers softly in her ear from behind. yoongi and jimin panic looking at each other more.

"kook!" jimin says looking at him with worried eyes. jungkook's glare is enough for yoongi and jimin to step back again.

sarah nods slowly, barely registering anything that's going on anymore.

jungkook grabs her wrist and tugs her along to walk beside him. she follows behind, walking messily, not in a straight line. he presses the elevator button and she leans on him for support while they wait.

jungkook glances at her when they enter the elevator and pushes the button to the 15th floor.