BTS ONESHOTS - b X b

Crowded pt. 01 (JiminXBts)

jimin huffs, slamming the door behind him before setting out into the night, with his eyebrows furrowed and eyes leaking with tears of betrayal and sadness. his mind is stained with the image of his—now ex—boyfriend getting fucked into their shared mattress by jimin's best friend.

it probably wasn't safe for him of all people to go out without any type of disguise or anything to cover himself, but he was too emotional and upset to care.

he heads straight to the club, glaring hard at his feet as he stumbles through the streets as he nears the club. lights flashed from outside, and the entire street seemed to have been vibrating with the music that boomed through the speakers from inside. jimin opens the doors, the smell of alcohol and sweat knocking him back momentarily before he collects himself and orders a shot.

the bartender was a handsome young fellow, cute and pretty, but was trying too hard. he obviously knew who jimin was, as anyone in korea did, but jimin's previous liking for him plummeted when he noticed the bartender's exaggerated efforts.

the singer sighs gently, guzzling down another alcoholic beverage, attempting to get his mind to stop thinking about his ex boyfriend's face screwed up with pleasure as another man fucking railed him into the bed. it was a cancerous sight, and made jimin shakily exhale before drinking the last of the pinkish liquid. it tasted sweet and like cotton candy, barely like alcohol.

he twists around on the stool, completely ignoring the bartender's flirtatious remarks and glancing around the club. many people were dancing drunkenly, grinding up on equally intoxicated beings in search for a one night stand. jimin wasn't like that.

it seemed ridiculous, even to him, but jimin doesn't like one night stands. he wants someone to have with him forever and make something out of it. even if they just met.

it sounded even more stupid when he just got out of a relationship, but the constant feeling of needing to have someone by his side to take care of him and for him to do the same was nagging at him.

but the place was crowded, and it was difficult to place a pin on one singular person. jimin's hazy eyes flicked from person to person, body to body, face to face, until they zeroed in on one, and then five more. they looked like a group, something polyamorous, possibly.

unlike most people, the thought of being in a polyamorous relationship didn't bother him, in fact, he was very open to it. it meant he had more than one person to coddle and spoil and take care of while he had more than one person to do the same to him.

before he realizes, one of them notices him and looks back, their eyes locking with his and appearing sparkly, and jimin guesses that even without the club's flashing lights they'd still be as glimmery as they looked. jimin's breath caught in his throat and his fists clench together when the man winks at him, grabbing one of his boyfriend's (?) jaw and kissing him passionately, eyes still locked on jimin's.

jimin's eyes widen when the man parts from the other and kisses another, causing jimin to release a deep breath. so he was right. something polyamorous.

it made his breath hitch and the hairs on his arms rise pleasantly, and his ears thrum. the way he had so easily dominated the two men he had kissed made jimin's throat go dry and legs jittery.

he wanted to move, get closer, but he was stuck, so enamored by the men he had spotted.

he brushes his hair back and away from his eyes, swallowing thickly and taking deep breaths in. nothing has ever affected him that much, just from a kiss. it was breathtaking.

his phone vibrated, and he sighs before pulling it out from his pockets, already knowing who it was. he rolls his eyes at the text message he had received.