—gang—
Hearing my name being called by my boyfriend Jimin, I went downstairs to see all of his gang members sitting on the couch with henessy on the table. I quickly went upstairs when Jimin glared at me, completely forgotten the fact that I was only wearing his white shirt on with my underwear, nothing more.
"Get dressed in two hours, we'll be going on a party." He reminds me as I nodded, giving him a tight hug. He kissed the top of my head in return and went back downstairs. I love how he never asked me if I will go with him or not, it makes me feel confident that he'd rather have me always by his side to prove other girls that somebody owns him already and he ain't should be flirting with some other stranger. Thinking with my hands running against the dresses that's inside our walk-in closet, I finally thought of something I would wear. Since Jimin's wearing black, I'd be wearing a tight black dress, it has long sleeves and it hugs my body perfectly.
I got my hair done as well as my make-up and slipped on my black heels before going downstairs.
"Damn," Jin shook his head once while they watched me walk downstairs. Their look made me uncomfortable as I made my way towards my boyfriend who licked his lips while he wrapped his arm around my waist. Turning us around in front of them, Taehyung gulped when he looked at me from up, going down while the youngest pushed his tongue inside his cheek before biting his bottom lip.
"All mine." Jimin looked at each of them coldy when my cheeks started to blush. Each of them went inside their luxurious car. Jimin opened the car door for me while looking at his surroundings, making sure that nobody is stalking them because as far as I know there is a gang who wants to beat the shit out of them just because the reason that they don't like them. When they leave their houses to go somewhere, they steal a lot of attention from girls especially when it comes to my man. Jimin's gang members were all attractive just like him and maybe the gang that were mad at them hates it because if you let any girl choose between them, it's my boyfriend's gang they would choose. Why? First of all, looks. The second, fame. And last but not the least, money. But I'm not like them, I love Jimin beyond those.
As always, he drove fast and find it fun racing with the members until they have parked outside the club. Just when I stepped out the car, everyone's looking at me and Jimin had to wrap his arm around my waist before anyone else grabs me from him. They can, only when they're ready to have a surgery on their face.
"I'm sorry sir but—" my boyfriend called Namjoon before pointing at the bouncer using his head. My heart started beating fast when I thought they're going to argue with the bouncer and beat the shit out of him but I was wrong. Namjoon handed Jimin a stack of money and he pushed it against the bouncer's chest, causing him to stumble as we stepped inside, completely ignoring the startled bouncer that has a huge amount of money on his hands.
"Have fun baby girl," the music was too loud that Jimin had to say it on my ear. We sat on the couch where I guess VIP should sit and it made me really uncomfortable now that we're in front of some stripper. It's not that I'm disgusted but I'm not just comfortable watching them. They are wearing tight dress that's soon enough will be laying on the floor. I was enjoying the song but got distracted when Hoseok handed me a drink, almost forcing me to drink it. Jimin leaned closer, pushing Hoseok's hand away from me.
"Come on, just one drink Jimin. Let her just this night," his friend groaned which made me nervous now that I can see Jimin's face totally shows how annoyed he is right now because everytime we go out to have fun, Hoseok would like to see me drunk and I don't know why.
