My eyes were locked on the dark road, speeding through the streets, lit by street lights. The sounds of honking and pissed drivers sending angry glares my way right before I sped by them. My mind was left empty, except for one thought. Escape.
I didn't know where I was going. But the road led to the resturaunt I'd been to previously, with my parents.
There I parked, This time a few blocks away from the resturant. The cold air greeted my hot skin as I stepped out. The only sound that echoed the streets was my heels pounding against the sidewalk. I wrapped my arms around my shoulders and sped up the pace.
And there it was. This time, my eyes caught something different. Along with the elegant, rich exterior that stated nothing but class, a small scandalous neon sign all the way to the right, that read "The underground." Along with a small neon arrow that pointed downwards.
Ah. An underground club, The disctreet sign suggested that not many older men and women knew about this little feature. My thoughts came back to Jennie. And a quick memory of her giving my a card that said "Into the dark: Underground."
My hands slipped inside my purse as I searched to find the card. I quickly pulled it out, and smiled.
It was a pass to get in, I just hadn't realized it until now. Thanks Jennie.
I clenched the card in my hands and walked in.
Taehyung POV:
The cool night's breeze blew through the open window, Along with the moon, The brightest thing in the sky at this time.
Jimin left 15 minutes early tonight, which left me in charge of the bartending. My body restlessly leaned against the polished counter, which was perfectly aligned with everything from the most expensive wine to the cheapest whiskey.
Everything about tonight moved slow. The older couples filled the resturant, the only youthful soul being a middle school girl seated three tables to the right from where I was standing. Her efforts to somehow engage in conversation with me were quite something.
"Oppa." Her annoyingly squeaky, premature voice called. I looked at her and raised my eyebrows.
"And how can I help you?"
"I want a drink." She said, eyeing the array of bottles behind me and sitting up on the high stool.
"If you walk back there, there's a drink menu on your table. So many options, like orange juice, apple juice, chocolate milk... and everything you won't find here." I said sarcastically.
"Oppa, Don't play games. I know you were staring at me when I was over there." She said smirking. She hadn't even taken her braces off yet.
"Oh, I was probably looking at your mother. She's hotter." I said returning the smile, and pointing to her mother, who was in her early thirties.
"Yah Kim Minha. Why the hell are you over there." Her mother shouted at her, the girl quickly scrambled off the high stool and scurried over to her mother.
I continued to lean against the counter. Eyeing the exit, wondering when I could get out of here.
My eyes were focused on the dark sky and moon through the open window , I heard the entrance bell chime.
I turned around. And there she was.
My eyes immediatly travled up and down her body. The curves of her body hugged by a tight dress, that wrapped around her tiny waist perfectly, The dress stopping a little higher above mid thigh. What a tease. Her skin somehow illuminated by the moonlight that showed through the tall glass windows to her right. My eyes landed on her face. Then her eyes. Deep brown eyes, lined with thick long eyelashes. Her eyes showed innocence, but everything else...I wasn't sure.
