Copper Heart // Jinkook AU

~Prologue~

Jungkook wasn't having a good night. The smell of alcohol that invaded his lungs and made him feel dizzy, as well as the sound of blaring club music that boomed in his caused him to have a terrible headache. It made him think. "What am I doing here?" as he carried a tray full of whisky to a table full of guys that all stared at him with slanted eyes and licked their lips as they shamelessly glanced at his body.

He served everyone's drinks and rushed to get out of there, the smell of the alcohol and the heat of the room making him feel overwhelmed. He hated the way everyone in there looked at him like he was just a toy they can play around with. He often wondered to himself as to why he accepted this job but now that he thinks back on it, he was desperate to have the job, having no money, now he wishes he could go back. He sighed and ruffled his hair as he walked back into the club and the exact moment he walked back in his boss started yelling to him about something.

"What?" Jungkook asked, snapping out of his little fantasy of living in a secluded castle with water surrounding it.
"I said for you to hurry your ass and serve the man in the private room their drinks!" The boss shouted at Jungkook.

Jungkook just bowed and walked away, having to stay silent and bite his tongue. He's had to actually literally bite his tongue sometimes causing it to bleed (so he won't say anything), the warm liquid seeping down his lips as it flowed out of his mouth, he was used to the taste of iron and the slight burn that came with it. So when he tasted the gross substance of his own blood, this time he was unaffected. He collected the tables drinks and went to the "private room" which is really just a place a bunch of rich guys goes to "mingle" or whatever forms of communication they do. He forgot the blood that was still on his lips as he walked to the table with a roll of his eyes as he, of course, caught them staring.

He placed their drinks down and was about to turn around and leave when a hand caught his wrist and turned him around.
"What?" Jungkook asked, trying to sound polite.
"You have blood on your lips." The mysterious guy said as he swiped his thumb across Jungkook's bottom lip, causing Jungkook to shudder as a chill ran throughout his body. Jungkook stuttered as he backed away.

"That's not sanitary, you shouldn't touch someone's blood directly."Jungkook spouts out in a jumble of words. He was flustered, really flustered, he was probably more red than the shade of his own blood. The mysterious guy laughed, making a mockery of Jungkook's embarrassment and his friends snickered behind him.
"I'll be fine." The guy said,
"I'm Jin, by the way." He said, Jungkook smiled for the first time in a while and it was all because of this guy's name. He wasn't being a complete asshole to him.
"My name's Jungkook!" He replied vehemently.

Jin nodded and Jungkook awkwardly turned around to leave, not knowing what to say next. Jungkook's heart was beating hard and his palms were sweaty.

"Jin." He hummed to himself.
"He was just being friendly.' Jungkook reminded himself. He had a defense mechanism for guys like that, ignore them, and that's what he tried to do.

He ended up failing.