All In PJM 🔞

III ♠️

Because it's almost Christmas and I'm feeling generous, have a double 😘😘😘😘

"Y/N? You good?" My assistant Alex says as he nudges me, bringing me out of my daze.

"Huh what?"

"You've been day dreaming for the past two rounds of the slot tournament." He chuckles. "What's got you thinking so hard?"

"Nothing." I shake my head, bringing my mic up to my mouth to spur on the slot players, cheering them on as they hoot and holler whilst hitting the button on the machines, the music blaring in the background as the timer counts down.

To be honest, I don't even know what I'm thinking about. I guess you could say the new guy just has me simply... intrigued. It's probably just his cologne, I've always been sensitive to smell and the hint of sweetness that surrounded him drew me in.

Also there's the mystery that surrounds him, new in town, happy to sit at a table to play poker with a bunch of straightforward strangers and not even batting an eyelid when told the buy-in was $5000. And in cash.

But again, he's a player, so that means exchanging smiles is as far as this will go. I'm already playing with fire by hanging out with the other guys outside of work. But I trust them. They will not try to take advantage of our relationship once we are inside my place of work, and I appreciate that.

"You're not thinking about that ex of yours are you?" he continues, making me roll my eyes.

"I'm never thinking of that douche bag Alex."

"Good, He doesn't deserve any more of your time." He says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder giving me a squeeze.

"Y/N, you're needed in the poker room sweety." I hear Marjory calling me over the radio, causing me to let out a frustrated sigh.

"Be right back." I tell Alex before walking in the direction of the poker room. Any call like this from Marjory normally means that Taehyung has had too much to drink too fast again and is in need of a hotel room for the night, and I'm just not in the mood to play babysitter to a grown man tonight.

Walking in the room I see that Marjory has stopped dealing, the guys sat around quietly and surprisingly Tae is sat up straight looking absolutely fine.

"What did you do now?" I sigh, reaching their table as I look around at them all.

"It's not us." Tae shakes his head before nodding his head towards the table in the far corner of the room.

"Can I get a timer on this fucking asshole?!" I hear a rather gruff voice shout from across the room.

"What's the issue?" I ask the dealer as I walk over to the table in question, everyone else in the room staying silent as they watch the commotion unfold.

"The issue is this motherfucker hasn't made a descion in ten fucking mintues, call or fucking fold, how hard is it man?!" The large man interrupts, the young guys he's speaking of cowering over as the man tries to dominate the situation.

"Right... And may I ask why your cards are exposed sir?" I ask him, looking down at the felt to see his cards face up in front of him with all of his chips pushed over the line.

"To help this kid make his decision. I'm all in with the river still to come and he can see what I have, why is he taking so fucking long?!" He raises his voice, the dealer looking up at me as I walk closer to the table.

"Are you chasing, honey?" I ask the young kid, looking over all of the cards laid out on the table.

"Yes miss" He nods, playing with his small stack of chips in front of him.

"Well it doesn't matter anyway." I shrug as the dealer grins at me once he realises where this is going. "You win. Give him the pot."

"What the fuck are you doing?!" The large man yells as I grab his cards and throw them into the muck, the young kid smiling from ear to ear as the dealer pushes the pot towards him.

"Sir, you exposed your hand before all of the cards were dealt, that's an automatic forfeit of the hand." I inform him.

"Like you know what you're talking about." He scoffs, standing to his feet, towering over me as if he's trying to intimidate me. "You're only here to kiss the players ass's you fucking whore! Now give me my fucking money before you regret what you just did."

The moment the threat leaves his mouth, I hear the scraping of the metal chairs on the wooden floor behind me, a small breeze hitting my back as I feel the guys get behind me.

"What the fuck did you just say to her?" I hear Namjoon growl from behind me, Kook now stood right at my side, his fingertips brushing against mine like they always do in these situations, in case he needs to pull me away all of a sudden.

"Who the fuck are you? Her bodyguards?" The man scoffs before rolling his eyes dramatically.

"Only when she needs it." Tae speaks up, now moving to the other side of me.

"So I suggest you apologize to her before you regret it." Jungkook grits at my side, his fingers now fully laced with mine as he pulls my arm back slightly, Jin's hands resting on my shoulders as they surround me fully.

Behind us I hear the crackle of Marjoy's radio, grateful that she understands how the guys can get if they hear of a man being disrespectful to a woman, and that we are definitely going to need security.

"Fine." The man sighs before stepping forward slightly. "I'm sorry you're a fucking useless whore that doesn't know shit about poker."

And there it is, his last mistake before I feel myself being pushed back fully, my back slamming into someone's chest as I watch as Jungkook begins to pummel the guys face.

But as I look on, I notice that in fact, all of the guys have jumped him, leaving me with my eyebrows creased in confusion as to who it is that is holding onto me so tight.

Turning my head slightly, my breath gets caught in my throat, looking up at the fullest lips I have ever seen as he grins down at me, his sweet cologne making my legs buckle as he pulls me closer into his chest.

"Don't worry babe, I got you."

Save me Jimin!!!