LittleBoy

Chapter three

"Harder baby! Oh right there don't stop." Jungkook groaned loudly,"why so hard?" Yoona glared and turned her head and glared at her boyfriend,"because I like it rough."

"But my hands hurt." Jungkook whined out as he rubbed Yoona's back harder. She suddenly got up and walked out of the bedroom with a huff.

"God damn I need a drink or ten." Jungkook muttered out loud as he rubbed exhaustion off of his face. He yawned and got up, walking out of the  bedroom. He walked all the way downstairs and grabbed his leather jacket off a chair and tied his black combat boots on his feet when he had gotten to the front door.

Yoona walked out of the living room and glared at Jungkook, and Jungkook glared back."What?! What the hell did I do today to have the Eiffel tower shoved up your ass? You've been glaring at me ever since I came home from work. I tried giving you a massage to maybe fix whatever the fuck I did but it didn't work. So what did I do this time?!"

Yoona just glared at him harder and thinned her lips into a tight line not saying a word. Jungkook sighed out loudly and threw his arms up into air and turned around facing the front door again.

"Fine, I'll be getting drunk with friends. Don't call or text me." With that he walked out and slammed the door shut loudly and walked towards the elevator not bothering to look back.

A few seconds later he got into his car and drove out of the parking lot carelessly. When he had stopped at a red light, he glanced down at his phone and picked it up, looking through his contacts.

Jimins name came first and he pressed his contact, putting the phone to his ear. A few rings later he picked up," wassup Kookie?" Jungkook rolled his eyes at the nickname that had stuck since high school.

The red light infront of him flashed green and he started to drive straight, already knowing his destination.

"You and Yoongi free tonight?" He played with his lip ring with his teeth as he waited for an answer.

"Mmm, hold on. Babe! Are we doing anything tonight?" Jimin yelled out, away from the phone. Jungkook heard a few mutters, before Jimins breathing came back into the phone.

"Yeah we're free. May I ask why though?" He asked Jungkook who turned down a road towards a very well known club."Yoona and I got in a fight so I told her I'm gonna go get drunk with friends. That's if your willing to come."

Jimin squealed in the phone and Jungkook pulled the phone away from his ringing ear." I take that as a yes?" He asked as he noticed the parking lot was already full. It was only ten at night. Damn.

"Fuck yeah it is! Where are we going?" Jimin yelled into the phone as Jungkook pulled into the parking lot, trying to find a spot decent enough.

"Umm I forgot the name, but it's the biggest club in Los Angeles." Jungkook said, finally finding a parking spot. Jimin squealed again," I love that club!We'll be there. Is there a specific time we should be there though?"

"How about right now?" Jungkook said into the phone as he stared out his window. The club was huge. You would need to know someone in order to even step foot into the club. Luckily for Jungkook, his cousin was a bodyguard for the place. If he wasn't working tonight, Jungkook knew a couple bartenders.

"Hell yas Kookie, what are you wearing? Please tell me you aren't going in sweats again. The last time you did."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, but checked what he was wearing for just in case.  "I'm wearing Black skinny jeans smartass."

Jimin huffed into the phone,"mhmm and what else, better not be a hoodie mister." Jungkook rolled his eyes yet again,"no mother, I'm wearing a white shirt with a leather jacket. Would you like to know what my boxers look like while your at it?"