The Bet - Masters of Puppetry » Jikook

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Part Two
"Hi, I'm Jungkook."
   
   
Having arrived in the club, he took a good look around but he couldn't identify anyone who matched the description Namjoon had given him. He had been told that Jimin would be here tonight. Why was he nowhere to be found then?

Who was that guy and why was Jungkook so annoyed by him already?

"What can I give you?," the barkeeper asked while cleaning an empty glass in his hands. "Anything that burns will work," he replied slightly stressed out as he sat down on the stool beside him.

"Are you all right?," the talkative barkeeper wanted to know after having let out an unbelievably deep laugh and fuck, if Jungkook wasn't here for Jimin, he would most certainly be all over him by now.

Yes, he was kind of annoying but still, Jungkook couldn't deny that he was probably the most attractive guy in this building.

The silver strands of hair that fell onto the elder's forehead somehow accentuated his beautiful eyes. All in all, he had a mesmerizing face. And woah, those long fingers which played with the shape of the glass inside the palm of his hands... Jungkook had a fetish when it came to hands and boy, what would he do to have the barkeeper's on his body.

Nevertheless, he had a task and couldn't afford being sidetracked by a pretty barkeeper. His life was at stake here.

Gulping down the two shots he had been given by him, Jungkook nodded. "I'm fine."

"You don't seem fine."

"I am. Perfectly."

The elder smiled. He didn't do it in a way that should make the other feel embarrassed about his feelings but as if he genuinely cared for the brunet. "I don't believe you."

Despite his being aware of the fact that he only meant well for Jungkook, this dude was pissing him off already. Jungkook hated it when people put their noses in other people's business. He really didn't like others' trying to get close. At least emotionally. No, he was done with that.

"I said I was, so I am," Jungkook claimed through gritted teeth and sat up frustratingly to walk over to the dance floor, but he was held up for a moment.

"Wait!"

Somehow, the barkeeper's touch on his shoulder blade left a tingling sensation. "I'm Taehyung, by the way," he introduced himself with a soft smile playing around his lips.

"Don't expect me to give you my name, too," was all Jungkook said before heading to the dance floor once again where sweaty bodies had already been awaiting him.

Having the time of his life dancing, Jungkook kind of forgot why he was here again, forgot the task Namjoon had given him; seducing Jimin. Instead, he was rubbing off on various people whilst moving his body to the music that was coming out of the loudspeakers.

Jungkook slung his arms around a stranger's waist, the girl's back pressing against his chest as her hands were making their way to Jungkook's hair. She turned her head a bit to try and get hold of his lips, always making sure that her ass was pleasuring his lower part. She was so, so desperate to kiss him.

Jungkook was not.

Out of breath, he suddenly got a glimpse of someone who looked quite similar to what the brunet imagined Jimin to look like.

The man was leaning back on a dark leather couch with his legs crossed and his fingers around a still filled martini glass. Soon, his emotionless gaze met Jungkook's and the younger male moved forward instantly, leaving the aroused girl behind without hesitation. His feet were practically thinking for him, so he ran until he was standing right in front of who he assumed was his target.

This had to be him.

This had to be Jimin. He just knew.

"Hi, I'm Jungkook." He reached out his hand, so that the man in front of him was able to shake it and boy. If the barkeeper was the hottest guy in the building, then he had to be the hottest guy on the planet.

His blond hair was styled perfectly and the black shirt he was wearing was loose, revealing his precious collarbones Jungkook imagined to bite later. Although he normally wasn't a fan of make-up on males, the man in front of him completely swept him off his feet. Fuck, Jungkook thought. He seriously had to concentrate to control himself.

"I'm Jimin."