lonely || yoonmin

16

jimin was left to clean everything up by himself. he tidied up yoongi's office trying to clear his mind— forget about the crazy shit that just went down, but noticed something really, really strange. the sign that yoongi changed— the one that said no swearing at one point and no crying at another— was blank. completely blank. it was never blank.

jimin chewed his lip. taehyung and yoongi were gone for hours. it almost felt like days.

he shook his head, pacing back and forth. yoongi wasn't talking to him, yoongi's presence wasn't there, and yoongi was just gone. he was scared.

the end of the day was nearing, and there was still no sign of yoongi. he looked at the clock. his work hours were over. jimin debated whether or not he would stay, but he decided to leave. he was safe for the time being and those spiders would be gone, so he left the building and got in his car.

he inserted the keys and twisted, but the car only sputtered. he tried again, and nothing. then he tried again, and again, and again. but it still wasn't working. out of anger, he opened the door and threw his keys out of his car.

"ow!" a voice said from outside. jimin got out of his vehicle and looked around, spotting his victim.

"shit, are you okay?" jimin asked, rushing over. the man in front of him was hoseok. "wait— hoseok? what the hell are you doing here?"

"bro, i was literally just going to that club but then your keys attacked me!" hoseok said, handing jimin his keys back. "you're welcome to join me. there's tons of hot guys and girls in there. i think i'm gonna hit some today," he grinned, rubbing his hands together deviously.

"so that's today's evil plan, hm?"

"hell yeah. wait, minnie, what's up? you look like you've just seen a ghost or some shit!"

"something like that," jimin frowned. "i'm just a little shaken up. i'll- uh- i'll join you. if i could just get my car working, though..."

"hey, man, don't worry. just keep your car here, lock the doors, and we can walk over to the club together. nobody's gonna break in! i've left my car here tons of times."

"really?" jimin asked in surprise. "wow, okay. then let's go!"

the two walked together until they reached the club, hoseok courteously holding the door open for jimin. he followed soon after. and then, they were taken into the realm of loud clubbers. everyone was drunk and giggling and grinding on each other. it was sort of a relief for jimin in a way. it could get his mind off of some things.

suddenly, hoseok's hand was on jimin's shoulder and he was puffing what smelled like a pineapple flavored vape into his face. jimin pushed the other off him and chuckled.

"that's disgusting," he laughed.

"uh huh!" hoseok chuckled in reply. "want some?"

"fuck that," jimin said, rolling his eyes. "if you need me, you know where i'll be." he pointed at the bar on the far side of the room.

"alright, then. you know where i'm gonna be!" hoseok grinned before running off to the dance floor. soon after, he was already dirty dancing on some poor soul.

jimin rolled his eyes as he walked over to the bar, ordering a few shots. he looked over to see hoseok dancing with someone else, and that someone else was latched right on his dick. he looked away, not wanting to scar himself any further.

he combed his fingers through his hair, sighing as he took another shot.

"hey," a man said, now sitting to the right of jimin. "you look pretty deep in thought."

jimin giggled. "can't say i'm not."

"well, then why don't you come dance with me to get your mind off things?"

"smooth. name?"

"i'm yuta. you?"

"jimin," he smiled. and then he allowed himself to be swept away to the dance floor. he couldn't just not dance with someone as hot as the guy before him. he was gorgeous, and jimin felt himself wanting more.

jimin hooked his arms around yuta's neck before sinking down and back up again, a smirk on his lips the entire time. he turned around and ground his ass on yuta's thigh, and suddenly, he felt a gentle grip on his waist. yuta guided him up and down, jimin's ass not on his thigh anymore. something harder pressed up against jimin and he almost felt blissed out.

all those shots had him dizzy, or it was just the fact that a hot guy's clothed dick was pressed up against him.

but after a little bit longer of grinding up and down, he was starting to feel a sense of vertigo. his head was spinning, and when yuta turned him back around, he had no idea who he was looking at.

he groaned as he lost his balance, falling forward into yuta's arms. "you alright?" he asked.

"yoongi..." jimin slurred. "i thought you were gone?"

"ah, i'm not yoongi," yuta chuckled.

jimin rubbed his eyes and his vision soon went back to normal. "sorry," he said, "but i'm gonna-" he turned and sped to the nearest bathroom, ripping open a stall and letting it all out.

suddenly, yuta was there behind him, smoothing back his hair. "don't worry, just let it out."

when jimin was finally done, he let yuta haul him up and wipe whatever was left away with some tissue.

"you okay?" he asked.

"i- i think so," jimin said. "sorry you had to see that."

"it's fine, really," yuta said, offering a kind smile. "uhm, if you don't mind me asking, who's yoongi? are you guys, like, a thing or something? your ex or your boyfriend? 'cause i don't wanna help you cheat or anything..."

"boyfriend?"