the break up was hard on jimin. he had no idea how taehyung was feeling but he was heartbroken. he barely wanted to leave the house to go to work because taehyung use to go in every day to get a blueberry muffin and coffee before he went to work. and they were that couple everyone hated, because they were always all cuddled up against each other, it was all disgustingly cute pda when they were together. He never thought he would be with anyone else ever.
so he really doesn't know how he let yoongi and seokjin convince him to go out and in their words "have a good time". he doesn't really trust them but he needs to get his mind off taehyung. and if this is what he has to do he's down.
he looks himself up and down in the mirror. he's dressed to get laid. wearing a calvin klein crop top for men that shows off his abdomen perfectly. and black skinny jeans that do wonders for his bum. he puts on a pair of all-black vans not really caring about what goes on his feet. when he gets downstairs he hears a honk coming from outside and knows its yoongi. with one last look in the mirror, he ruffles his hair a bit and walks out the door quickly heading out to yoongis car.
he opens the back door and hops in. yoongi whistles loudly as he looks back at jimin. "looking good min," yoongi comments making jimin blush and says the same back to yoongi.
they meet seokjin at a club called hypnotic. jimin and yoongi get out the car and see seokjin talking to the security guard at the front. he looks a bit pissed, but the guy smiles as he sees yoongi.
"hey brandon," yoongi says. brandon curtly nods and lifts the rope for them, pushing seokjin back as he tries to walk past.
"yoongi, a little help?" seokjin asks pushing the guy's hand away.
"you know him?" brandon asks. yoongi nods like he is ashamed but nonetheless brandon lets seokjin through.
when they finally get in the club jimin smiles at all the unfamiliar faces. he blushes a bit as he sees all the people grinding on each other and basically having sex in the middle of the club.
he hasn't been to a club like this since he met taehyung almost two years ago. never thought he'd come to a place like this again. but here he is. he makes his way to the bar, he squeezes between a dark-haired lad and a blonde girl who look like they are two minutes away from fucking right there. he waves his hand for the bartender.
"what you having?" he yells over all the people leaning closer to jimin.
"vodka on the rocks," jimin yells back leaning over the counter in an attempt to get closer to him. the bartender nods. jimin looks at the lad next to him and stares in awe at how fine he is.
he jumps in surprise as he feels a hand on the small of his back, he notices it's the guys hand and looks at him and flushes a deep red as he leans closer to jimins ear. "it isn't polite to stare love," the guys says his lips brushing against jimins earlobe.
"sorry," jimin says though he doesn't think the guy actually heard him. the guy pulls away and looks at the bartender sliding jimin his drink. he holds his hand up in a manner that says put it on my tab and the bartender nods and goes to another customer.
"im jungkook," he says leaning back down to jimins ear.
"jimin," he replies a little too quickly.
"well jimin do you wanna dance?" he asks. jimin nods quickly and grabs his drink, drinking most of it before he sets the glass down again. he let's jungkook lead him to the dance floor. bodies are everywhere, rubbing against his and he really doesn't mind. just focuses on jungkooks hand holding his.
when jungkook stops he grips jimins hips and makes him turn around so that his bum is pressed against his crotch. jimins heart pounds in his chest as he feels jungkooks solid chest against his back. their hips swaying in sync with the loud music playing throughout the club.
