The Club / Yoonmin FF

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Monday afternoon. Somewhere in the City.

Jimin is rushing down the road.
He is almost late for his second job. He needed them but the shifts where so close together that he barely made it from one job to the other without running.

And that were just 2 of his 4 Jobs. He is working at a Cafe, some evenings in a Bar, some late afternoons cleaning in a gym, some nights at a gas station. What ever was available, he took it on, everything to make some Money.

Rent was expensive in the city, even with his Roommate they could barley afford it.
Tae, his best friend moved together with him as soon as Jimin hit 18. Right at his birthday he packed his bags and was gone, not wanting to be in that house one second longer.

Tae helped setting up an appartment and everything beforhand since he was a couple months older. It was such a relief to get away from there. He will never go back, never ask for anything to help with his life. He will work his butt of, anything really to be independent und safe.

Today he was running from the cafe to the bar. He is working there as a Barkeeper, Shifts were long, Costumers sometimes needy and touchy but Tae comes over every ones and a while to keep him company and walk home with him.

As soon as he arrived he checked in with the owner of the bar, then started replacing empty bottles, prepared fruits and decorations for the cocktails and overall get startet for the night.

Later on when the place was packed with people Tae showed up. Jimin had 2 needy drunk customers sitting right at the bar eye-fucking him. They are flirting hard with Jimin and get touchy as soon as they get a chance.

It takes Tae one look to understand the situation, he goes straigt behind the bar to kiss Jimin. "Hi, how is my baby doing?" Jimin smiled at him "Great honey, now that you are here. Go sit down, i get you a drink." Jimin touched Taes butt, sending him his way back out from behind the bar.

The costumers watched the scene in front of them, scoop of their chairs and walked away in different directions to find someone else.

Tae laughed. "Always works." Jimin chuckeld. "You are the best fake boyfriend ever." He was relieved Tae showed up. These men made him feel very uncomfortable. Not that they were flirting with him, that was fine, he is gay after all and very handsome, but some of them went just to far, got sometimes too handsy which made Jimin anxious.

Jimin was 25 now. Those 2 years from 16 to 18 messed him up good. Trust issues, anxiety and what not. He never had a relationship. Hook ups, yes, but rarely. He was just in general to shy and anxious to let anyone near.

After the bar closed up Jimin and Tae walked home. It was somewhat nerv-wracking, even for men, to walk home in the dark in the city but there was no other way. They had no car and there was no bus at that time at night. They made it home fine and collapsed in their beds.

Tuesday morning Jimin and Tae were talking while getting ready for the day. "Have you heard anything form Jin latley?" Tae asked with a mouth full of cereal.

"Yeah." Jimin said while putting on his shoes, "Yesterday. I got an email from him telling me that he has a great new job somewhere as an accountant. He says its near by and he will visit us soon."

"Thats great news. I have not seen him in ages. How old is he now?" Tae asked "29 and still single." Jimin wiggles his eyebrows to Tae. "hahaha, no thank you, i will find my man somewhere else."

Tae is also 25, gay and single. He would love to have a relationship. The men he meets are not up for it, they just want to hook up and move on. Hook ups are great but not forever. He sighs while putting away his bowl.

They went on with their days, hustling form job to job till it was finaly friday. Jimin went fridays from cleaning the gym to the bar. He loved being at the gym, the owner let him use the danceroom when he had time so he could dance a little by himself. He would have studied dancing and acting after high school but due the circumstances there was just no way to afford that. Tae would have studied Art and Fashion, but, yeah, it is what it is.

This time after cleaning at the gym he really had some minutes to dance a little by himself. It made him happy, it made him feel his body in a good way. He still had a distant relationship to his body due to the scars but he tried to love himself, it was not his fault after all.