Strippers Boyfriend - Vkook

5

Taehyungs p.o.v

I do my bow tie looking in the mirror as I do my hair and eyeliner, I glance around as Jimin walks into the room "Baby J, guess who's ex bestie I fucked," I say.

"You fucked one of my friends!?" Jimin screeches almost smudging the smoky he'd been working on on the way to the club.

"Yup. Wanna guess who?"

"I don't have many close friends... if it's someone I actually miss I'll beat your ass..."

"A cute little assless guy named Jungkook, ring a bell?" I say turning on my seat.

"No way! Where did you see Him!? I haven't seen him in years... And he's the most no homo guy in existence. Like are you sure you didn't rape him?"

"I'm sure. Jeez what do you take me for?" I say crossing my arms sulkily.

"Its not what I take you for it's what I take Jungkook for." Jimin laughs taking the seat next to me.

"Do you know if he ever went back to dancing or is he still listening to all the bullshit that leaves Namjoons mouth?"

"Well his dancing has gone to hell. He did try though," I sigh.

"You're kidding. He's always been a better dancer than me..." Jimin curses biting the inside of his cheek in thought for a second.

"Taehyung... I know it's a lot to ask but if he actually is getting close to you, he may be annoying sometimes but Namjoon took everything he had, dancing was his passion, finding out he can't dance anymore probably hit him pretty hard so be nice?"

"I guess you blame this Namjoon fella then?" I ask, "Namjoon is a selfish asshole. He convinced Jungkook to give up all his dreams and work in the fast food industry for fucks sake,"

"And Jungkook went with it? Like didn't you try to stop him?" I put on a lip balm reaching for a concealer, I stand up dabbing a little of the bottom of Jimin collar bone to hide a small hicky.

"I was going to go with him, I only realized what Namjoon was doing after our current boss saw some videos of us online and tried to get in contact with me.

Jungkook never realized though, he never even let me tell him what this job was, he got angry that I was leaving him since he's scared to be alone with that bastard,"

Jimin smiles sadly finishing his eye makeup.

"I don't think he would have been happy with you if he knew you'd be stripping your clothes and getting money shoved into your underwear while you danced around a pole,"

I sit down by the club entrance glancing to see what sorts of people I'll be dancing around.

"You don't know him for who he really is, he used to love strippers cause they're talented and shameless, he looks up to them. It's one of his dream jobs," Jimin mutters behind me looking at the unoccupied tables.

"Hmm, got a point though. We are a little shameless,"

I move the waist band of jimins underwear down slightly showing more of his killer hip bones.

"You made him feel bad about himself didn't you?" Jimin says bluntly before adjusting his tie.

"A little... I didn't mean to though! I didn't know he'd start hating on his body,"

"Probably cause Namjoon picks on him on a daily basis... I refuse to believe he has a flat ass, that thing was giant,"

"He has a flat booty. I'd have to search to find it,"