The Black Dahlia | BTS 🔞

Wicked Games

WANT - Taemin

The black Range Rover dropped the four friends in front of the club. As if nothing had happened the day before, people were waiting in line for the chance to get inside of Dionysus. The club was one of the favorite places to be seen at the moment, and the owner would never have let out a chance to be known by the public. Dahlia did a good job at covering the scandal up, as the line had doubled from the first time she got there.

After dinner, the little group took the time to stop by the boys' apartment, Maevy and Dahlia waiting for them in the car. Jungkook changed his outfit, putting on a black turtleneck, a leather jacket and earrings. Taehyung, on the other hand, went for a more colorful look with a flannel shirt with flower pattern and grey pants, matching it with a white coat Mae had gave him for Christmas.

They all looked dashingly good as they walked in the club.

Daliah entered first, the bouncer recognizing her from the day before, offering her an appreciative smile. He had been the one at the scene, and she had helped him with his interview with the detectives. He seemed better. Yet, she still wondered why he wasn't at home. With a frown, she looked at him, wondering. He simply nodded with a smile.

- I'm off in 20 minutes. I'm being replaced after that.

She nodded, satisfied with his answer. If it would have been any different, she would probably have gone straight to yell at Jimin. They didn't know each other that much, but she wasn't the type to sit and stay quiet facing these kinds of wrongdoings. His employees needed time to heal after trauma. The scene they had seen before their eyes wasn't the easiest to process.

Jungkook, Taehyung and Maevy followed her, not really understanding how they knew each other, or why he would even tell her when his shift finished.

Taehyung tapped the bouncer on the back as usual and followed them in the dark hallway, trying to reach Maevy's hand, but she was too far in front of him. As if she was trying to run away, the girl walked faster, so she could be side by side with Dahlia. Taehyung went back to his frustrated expression, following them from afar.

The music was pulsing in their ears, dark lights hitting the purple neon. It wasn't even that late; the party was just starting but still, the first floor was already full. Dahlia ignored the people dancing, simply taking a vodka shot from one of the waiters who were standing on the pedestals with poles. The little group headed straight to the elevator. They were here on Jimin's asking, therefore they went straight to him on the 3rd floor.

They headed into the elevator, the door closing down on the sound of the music. The buzz that was going through their minds now gone for a few seconds, they all felt like the air was back again. Which was strange, considering they were in a confined space.

Dahlia felt Jungkook hand brush against hers, and she rapidly moved her fingers away. Taehyung looked already frustrated enough and she didn't want to add to his annoyance. After all, it was her fault if he was sulking at the moment. Well, that's what she thought. The door opened on them, and she quickly exited before letting everyone pass in front of her.

Her eyes went straight to the booth section, at the opposite side from where they were heading. One booth in particular grabbed her attention; the booth. The curtain was closed and a sign in front of it signaled that nobody could get in. It was her idea, to not let anyone get in there for a while, letting time do its magic. It was a way to let people forget anything that could have ever happened there...

Daliah quickly turned her head to her friends and followed them to the glass doors. She felt her heart tightening a little bit, the images of the wounded girls coming back to her mind. She shrugged it away, taking Maevy's hand into hers as the second bouncer let them into the private section.