Tokyo | Jikook

Tokyo 3.

;- the awkward encounter

Jungkook dunked into his brother's couch as soon as he entered Namjoon's penthouse like an invited guest, sadly he wasn't.

He exhaled and breathe heavily which earned weird stares from two of his brothers, "something's up little bro?"

Jungkook hears Namjoon as he opens his heavy eyelid and sit up, "you got some liquor?"

"You thought this place is a bar?" Seokjin slapped his thighs.

"I'd have gone to the bar if Taehyung wasn't busy with his upcoming fashion show" Jungkook sighs, a big one this time.

"Spit your shit, we are all ears" Seokjin places his butt next to Jungkook on the couch.

Jungkook clears his throat before looking at Namjoon then at Seokjin and back at Namjoon again before he starts, "ya know, I got accepted by Golden Closet-"

"Uh huh" both of the older males nodded.

"I was given the position to assist Park Jimin that bitch to host a concert in Tokyo-" Jungkook was not be able to finish his sentence even, then Seokjin is there interrupting, "woah did you just say Park Jimin?"

"yea, why?" Jungkook dodges his chin.

"well little brother you just called my best cousin brother 'bitch'," Seokjin crosses his arms in front of his chest.

"You can't be serious here"

"he's a phone call away" Seokjin then waves his pink flip phone in front of his boyfriend and the confused producer.

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Music blasts through the medium so loudly that Namjoon has to cover Jungkook's ears as they entered the club.

"Hyung I'm not a kid!" Jungkook shoves his brother's hands away.

"says the baby" Namjoon sticks out his tongue playfully, thinking the younger probably did not hear him as Jungkook continues to squeeze through the crowd on the dance floor, could not avoid getting his toned up ass touched.

They definitely reach the island as Seokjin heaves out a exhausted sigh, as if they just walked through a swarm as soon as they stepped into the place.

"man, the structure of this club is insane!" Namjoon could not help but to feel amazed but the architecture.

In the dark of a club where Jungkook could not even see the dance floor, Namjoon, the engineer would simply describe the place; treating as if they were cut outs from those architectural magazine that he always flipped through before he goes to bed.

While Namjoon was describing every detail of the place to his brother, which most probably fell onto deaf ears, they spotted Seokjin jogs over to a figure that they could not quite catch and hugs the man tightly.

"hyunggggg" Jungkook could hear the rather high pitched voice of the man that Seokjin was hugging, squeezing in his embrace.

Familiar. Is the only word that goes into his mind.

The green, blue spotlight in the club shines ever so brightly and it hit the spot where both of the males were standing and Jungkook immediately recognises the familiar face.

It's indeed Park Jimin.

Seokjin was not pulling his legs earlier on when he proudly said that Jimin was simply one call away. Jungkook was being pulled back to reality when Seokjin grabbed him by his biceps, "Kook! I'm sure this is the Jimin you were complaining about! The one and only shining Park Jimin! Pride of the family" the older male shoves his cousin towards Jungkook that he almost stumbled.