Jungkook is a cold CEO
Jimin is a savage sexy stripper
Hoseok is an innocent restaurant worker
where would fate take them when the three so different people meet each other? Will their differences hold them back or will it lead to something beauti...
"Yah! Wake up bitch!" The blonde haired male yelled, shaking the younger to wake him up.
"What the fuck Jimin leave me alone." The younger groaned, facing the wall as he put the sheets over his head.
"Fine, don't cry to me when you get late again, taehyung." Jimin says and makes his way to their shared closet.
"What!" Taehyung shots up from his slumber and looks at the clock that showed, 6:45pm which meant he had fifteen minutes to get ready before 7:00.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier!" He yelled as he quickly climbs off the bed and runs to the closet pushing the older away and takes whatever clothes and rans to the bathroom, curses spilling from his mouth.
Jimin just shakes his head at his best friend and continues searching for clothes to wear, putting on a black skinny jeans and a black shirt, styling his blonde hair decent enough to go out, as he heard the front door aggressively being knocked.
He quickly puts on his shoes and hurriedly makes his way to the door before it brakes, swinging it open, of course it had to be him.
"Why the fuck do you always knock on my door like it's your mother's, yoongi." Jimin annoyingly asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
Yoongi just shrugs, "I don't give a shit, where's my boyfriend.?" He asks, as he invites himself in.
"In the bathroom." Jimin lazily answers, taking his keys from the hookers, "Make sure to lock the door when you guys leave." he reminds Yoongi and exits the door.
Taking in the fresh air, jimin unlocks his car with the key and enters, blasting on a slow music as he drove out of their driveway and takes the road to his job.
20 minutes later, jimin reaches his work place, a gay strip club, and locks his car, as he entered from the back door that leads him to his changing room.
Jimin locks his door for privacy and opens his locker, all different kind of revealing clothes in there.
He takes out a dark red transparent shirt and a black short shorts to go with it and 6 inch red heels.
Putting on the clothes, jimin sits in front of the mirror and applies dark eyeshadow and eyeliner with a little bit of dark red lipstick on his lips.
He checks himself out on the mirror and smirks, "Lets collect some money, shall we?" he tells himself and opens a window to watch the current person that is performing which is also his friend, Joshua to wait for his turn.
Jimin does not have this job because he is short of money or anything, but because he simply loves dancing and seduce those perverted men and leave them all hard and horny for his satisfaction.
Joshua finishes his performance and collects his money as he sees his friend about to go to the stage and pats his shoulder, "be careful jimin, those dudes are extra horny today."
Jimin just nods at him and sexily walks on the stage, making sure to sway his hips to the slow melody and grabs the pole, making eye contact with a random stranger as he licks his lips seductively, the audience obviously enjoying his show as they cheered and yelled dirty words at him, making Jimin internally cringe, and throwing hundreds of dollars at him.
He slowly slips off one shoulder of the shirt making sure he teases the audience as he winks at random people and brushes his fingers over his lips grinding his hips on the pole, making them scream and throw more money at him.
The song finishes and the stage lights go off as he gets off the stage, one of the staffs collecting the money for him and smirks to himself as he hears those horny fuckers screaming why the show ended.
As he entered his room, he sees his friend waiting for him with arms crossed, "What Joshua?" He asks, making his way to the mirror and starts removing his makeup.
"You are getting better at this, I remember two years ago when you first started you were all too nervous and nearly broke your ankle because you didn't how to walk on heels," he dramatically sighs, leaning on the locker, "Good times."
Jimin rolls his eyes and gets up, putting on his normal clothes and flicks his friend's forehead, "it's called character development idiot, see you tomorrow." he waves as he takes the money from the staff and leaves through the back doors.
Joshua chuckles, rubbing his forehead, "that dude is something else."
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Jimin didn't feel like going back at home so he decided to go to a club, and maybe have a couple of drinks so he drove his car to that direction and blasted on his favorite song, 'fake love' by his favorite band BTS.
Parking his car in the parking lot, he makes his way into the dim lighted club and takes a sit beside a handsome man wearing a black suit, he looked like a rich business man.
"Hey handsome, mind if I sit here?" He asks, waving his hand for a waiter to order a drink.
The man looks at him for awhile and shakes his head, "Nope, not at all." he says and continues on with his drink.
Jimin huffs and pays his attention to the waiter whose asking what kind of drink he wants, "Just a glass of wine." He tells him and turns back to the man beside him.
"So what's your name?" He asks cause he can't shut his mouth as the waiter brings his wine.
"Jungkook, you?" Jungkook asks, his phone ringing as he quickly hangs up.
"jimin is the name, and looks like you have a problem." jimin speaks pointing at the others phone, as he takes a long unnecessary sip from his wine.
Jungkook chuckles, "Well what can I say, work has been tiring this days." Jimin pats the other's shoulder, vigorously nodding his head, "It happens man you know, you just have to push through hard times."
Jungkook nods his head, this guy seems fun, he thought sipping his drink.
"I guess."
Jimin finishes his drink and stood up, stretching his arms, "See you around, I guess." He says, paying for his drink.
"Yeah, see you around."
"Bye!" Jimin waves his hand and exits the club, driving back home, he founds that the house was empty which means that taehyung is staying at his boyfriend's again.
He might as well kick him out and have the house to himself, nodding at his thought, he made his way to the bathroom and took a quick shower, throwing himself on his king sized bed after as he sighs in content and falls asleep but not before he posts good night on his social media.
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