His Sanctuary [Jikook]

Chapter 33

3RD PERSON POV

The club was alive with energy. The pulsating music filled the air, setting the rhythm for the night ahead. The dance floor was filled with movement and energy, bodies swaying to the beat in perfect harmony. Laughter and chatter mingled with the music, creating an electric atmosphere of excitement and freedom. Each person lost in the music, letting go of inhibitions and immersing themselves in the euphoria of the moment. It was a scene of pure exhilaration, a collective experience of joy and liberation on the dance floor.

Hoseok sat on the barstool and signaled the bartender to pay attention to him, and the man did. The depressed looking Hoseok ordered a few shots and told the bartender to keep them coming. He downed the first glass, the second glass, the third glass, and then he sighed heavily. The events of what happened at Jimin's house continuously rang in his head. That man who had the nerve to admit that he and Taehyung were fucking behind his back. Just thinking about it made him wanna smash the glass on the floor.

He looked around the dancefloor, his eyes scanning and trying to find someone who could entertain him for the night. He was done with Taehyung anyway, and he needed to move on so he wouldn't think much about his now ex-boyfriend. Of course, he ditched him right after the party. Why would he stay? He's not desperate.

As Hoseok's eyes scanned around the lively club, his gaze met with someone else, their eyes locking in a tense exchange - Yoongi. The atmosphere crackled with an unspoken tension as they stood mere feet apart, the music fading into the background as their gazes held each other with a mix of defiance, caution, and anger. Despite the lively surroundings, a palpable sense of conflict hung in the air, their history of animosity simmering beneath the surface. It was a moment of unexpected confrontation amidst the bustling club.

"Fuck this." Hobi cussed, taking a glass from the counter and gulping it down whole.

Yoong took a few steps towards the bar. He sat on the barstool right next to Hobi and ordered a tall glass of beer, pretending not to notice the man that sat beside him. Hobi tried not to mind this, but his heart couldn't take it. Looking at this man made him imagine every dirty scene in his head, he couldn't stop thinking of how many times Taehyung had been fucking this man behind his back.

"Can you stop looking at me? It's uncomfortable." Yoongi said, feeling Hobi's gaze burning on him. Hobi didn't listen, though. He looked at the man that sat beside him, feeling anger take over his body.

"How was it?" Hobi asked.

"How was what?" Yoongi asked, feigning confusion.

"Fucking him. How was it like fucking a man who's in a relationship with someone else?" Hobi asked, hoping his question was now clear to Yoongi.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I didn't know about you? I asked Taehyung countless times if he had anyone, but he always said no. I only found out recently." Yoongi told the truth while taking sips of his beer. Hobi looked looked down, his brain puzzled since he had many thoughts. Just how much of a terrible boyfriend was he? Why did Taehyung go and cheat on him? What did Yoongi have that Hobi lacked? Was he that good in bed? Was he more loving? Was he more rich? All those things took turns in Hobi's head.

"He fooled you too, so I can't blame you. But... you understand why I hate you, right?" Hobi asked, looking over the side to Yoongi, who was now also looking at this guy who was getting drunk beside him.

"I understand, I'd hate myself too if I were in your shoes. And I may have acted like a dick at Jimin's place, I was just pissed as well. Sorry about that." Yoongi said, chuckling a little. Hobi nodded, showing that he was accepting that little apology. But after that, he didn't say anything to Yoongi.