Orphaned

five

Rina was working just as much as she had been before. Jungkook would arrive at their new home after school and work only to find that the abode was empty. He wanted to be frustrated, but he knew why she was still working. 

This was all that she had ever done. 

He shouldn't have expected her to drop everything and decide to stay at home and take care of him. She didn't know how to sit still. 

Jungkook's hyungs wanted to go to a new strip club to release some steam. This meant that they would probably do lines of cocaine until they couldn't see straight, spend thousands on the strippers, and eventually take one of them home. Or sometimes, more than one of them. 

Jungkook found the establishment to be rather boring. 

He only liked his noona, so the bare flesh of other women did nothing for him. 

It was the same as the other clubs, dark and noisy. The women were near, if not nude. They all had heavy makeup and bright colors in their hair. 

Jungkook found a spot at the table that his hyungs had picked out to situate himself. This was going to be a long night. 

He'd rather be at home with Rina. 

In their new bed, she tended to cuddle up next to him. Almost like the new blankets didn't provide the same warmth that his body did. Not that he minded, though. 

He actually enjoyed having her limbs tangled with his. 

"Holy shit, look at that ass," one of his hyungs said. Jungkook raised his eyes to see what the older man was talking about, only to find his heart dropping in his chest. 

The woman was turned away from them, but Jungkook knew those curves. 

He knew that mole on the woman's left shoulder. 

He'd seen it countless times in the shower stall at the homeless shelter. 

The woman's hair appeared to be a bright red bob, and her attire was quite a bit more conservative than the other women's. She was wearing a pair of black leather shorts and a bralette of the same material. It hugged her curves, leaving nearly nothing to the imagination. 

Jungkook watched the female grip the pole in front of her, pulling herself up. She swung her legs above her head and held herself in upside-down splits. 

Her body finally turned so he could see her face and confirm what he already knew. 

The woman did have a bright red bob. Her makeup was heavy, with dark browns on her eyelids and a deep red on her lips. If he hadn't recognized her body, he probably would have never known that she was there. 

Her grip faltered when their eyes met. 

Rina hadn't expected to see Jungkook at her new job. 

Ever. 

In her head, he was still a child and wouldn't ever think of going to a place like this. 

But now that they had a house, there were more bills to pay. They needed more money. Rina had listened to people tell her how attractive she was her entire life. Why not take advantage of it, she had thought. 

But now she was nearly naked, hanging upside down and locked in a deep gaze with Jungkook. 

Who hadn't quite processed what he was seeing, honestly. 

He was only brought to his senses when his hyung added something to his previous comment. 

"Goddamn. I'd fucking kill for a night with her," he whooped, the coke already getting to his brain.