013 - silver pole

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Eun Mee?

It was her.

Jin and I immediately looked at each other, "What is she doing here?" I asked him, "I don't know, but she is slaying the game!" He yelled. I looked up at her again, she was so beautiful and her perfectly toned body kept distracting me. Wow.

I suddenly heard an old man whistling at her, and saying that she needs to take off her underwear. I clenched my hand into a fist out of anger, but I tried to control my thoughts. He looked like he was about fifty years old, and it grossed me out, seeing him drool over Eun Mee. He started to aggressively yell at her to take of all her clothes. I didn't take long for me to stand up and walk over to him aggressively.

The amount of disgust when I saw his face couldn't been described. "Would you mind shutting the fuck up?" I said and pierced him with my gaze. The man just chuckled and told me to move. This was a strip club, and there weren't any rules against what he did, but still, he disrespected her. I did not know how she was even performing here, but I knew that the man was way to old to be looking at her in that way.

"Hey, you are blocking the view. Go away, kid." I tried to calm down, and I found my way back to our table. I sat down, and all the boys at our table was basically all drooling as well. I didn't want anyone looking at her when she was this undressed. I tried to collect all the anger that was inside of me, and just took some deep breaths. I was confused as well, did I really know the girl who was pole dancing up there? She told me she was working at the coffee shop, had she been lying to us all the time?

She got off the silver pole after a while, and she looked at the audience, scanning everyone who was here. It wasn't until she looked over at me, she suddenly stopped. Our eyes had met, and she suddenly turned around, and got off the stage. I left my chair at once and ran after her.

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Eun Mee POV:

The moment I met his gaze, my body turned completely still. After a couple of seconds, I walked off the stage. I didn't even know if the crowd ended up cheering or whatever, it was as if my mind went black. I ran backstage, and into the wardrobe. "Only people who works here is allowed in here!" I heard one man yell from outside. "You don't understand, I know her!" another voice that I knew too well shouted. It was Park Jimin. I had to face him, I had to explain myself. I ran towards the door, and slammed it open. "It's okay, just let him in." I told the security guard. Jimin came into the wardrobe, and closed the door in the guards face.

It was only the two of us in the wardrobe, and he was standing over me. His gaze went up my body, before it met my eyes. "What are you doing here, Mee?" His voice sounded worried. "I am sorry I lied to you, but I had to do it." I looked down. I was still wearing my lingerie, but I didn't bother to change just yet. "It was the only job that could pay the rents, it was the only job that made me afford getting my moms treatment." I now looked up and into his eyes. "You know that I could help you with that, and Jin could help you as well." He said, but I just shaked my head. "I would never accept any of your money." I stated. "But what about all those men, looking at you?" He now asked. "I don't like it, but I do what I have to do for the money."

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Jimin had called a taxi and we sat together at the backseat of the car. I had changed into sweats, and I was just looking out of the window of the car. Namjoon had sent me a text where he said he couldn't drive me, which led us to taking a cab. I looked over at Jimin, and he was facing the other way, looking out of the window as well. We both kept quiet, and we didn't talk the whole drive.

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I got home, and sat down in my bed in exhaustion. I just stared at the wall. Would Jimin think any differently of me?

I looked over at my phone, and I saw Taehyung was calling me. How could he be calling this late? I picked up after a few seconds. "Hello?" I asked, and he soon answered with something that made me even more frustrated than I already was.

"The plain to Paris leaves in four hours, my princess."

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A/N: Which ship name do you prefer for Eun Mee and Taehyung: Euntae or Taemee?

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