a/n: jumin's route here i come 💪💪
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C H A P T E R 4
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seokjin focus
Music fills the air without effort, like the waves filling seashell holes when brought to your ear. The sound rushing in and around every person on the dance floor.
Gawain Han Night-Club.
The nightclub was an old grand coliseum in the heart of town. It was nestled between a cafe and a now taken down mason's shop for all things warm and stonework. The entrance was neon blue hued stone and once through the doorway, the walls were a vibrant purple with strips of silver beadings to compliment the ever striking art that blessed us.
The intoxicating primal need for others through music.
The great thing about it is that it doesn't save your life, music gives you strength and will power to save your own life. That's the true beauty of it.
"Hey sexy, wanna get outta of here?" a low voice hovers over the red head's ear. Its heavy voice sending tingling vibrations through the red's ear.
"I don't know.. Maybe if you treat me a nice drink then perhaps." Seokjin smirked. Lips emitting with sex.
Kicking his left foot forward with pointed toes and flexed calf muscles, the red head turned in a revolving whirl of sharp precision and accurate elegance. He wanted this as badly as he wanted to breathe. The entirety of his well being began advancing in movement with purposeful clarity and complete control. With each stride he took, it became crippling obvious just how demanding and rigorously punishing the practice of this sequence had been on his body.
"Hmm, just egging me on huh? My little princess." the husky male spoke.
A tinted rose blush covers Seokjin's face. Lazily caging the mint hair's neck with his hands, he leans himself forward. Strongly inhaling the male's mysteriously alluring aroma, he deeply sighs in content.
why does this smell so.. so familiar?
The mint haired male trails his finger tips over Seokjin's clothed chest. Lightly flicking over the elder's piercing hard nibbles through his tight silver glimmering vest.
"Jin? Hey Jin!.. Over here!"
hmm?
"Huh? Oh hey Kooks!" Seokjin turns his body at the male's voice. Hands never once leaving the other male's perspiring neck.
A male brunette squeezes past the sloppy crowd. Stumbling across at the red head's feet, he deeply takes long breaths. Holding strongly at his waist.
"Holy fuck.. Damn man. What got you all riled up?" the mint haired male chuckled.
"If you're eyeing this guy right here," he says, tugging harshly at Seokjin hips, "He's coming home with me. I called dibs so.."
Jungkook rolls his eyes. Ignoring the dazed mint's words, he scans each of the two dancing males, mainly the mint one.
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