Saturday. The day of the concert.
The day soon fell to night. Work was the same as any other usual shift except a very interesting rumour I'd heard. Cece had in passing heard that YG entertainment was in the process of buying out our club. I was uncertain of what that meant for us but seeing as it was just a rumour I ignored it for the time being.
I changed into a tight pair of high waisted jeans and a black crop top for my next stop. The boys weren't scheduled to start their bit until 11:30 so I had time to have a few more shots and get to the club. It felt nice to physically let my hair down and take a seat at my work bar in something that wasn't a dress for once.
Kiah was working the bar tonight, she laughed with me and topped up my shot glass until it was time for me to leave.
After 5 minutes of loitering in line and managing to avoid seedy guys, I got in. Beats blared in my ears and strobes flashed illuminating the dark basement. I nudged past swagged out guys and girls on my way deeper down the spiral staircase. The energy was high, I felt the beat in my chest booming. I spotted the bar and made an A-Line there. The smell of sweat and alcohol was hefty in the air.
I shouted at the bartender over the music for a shot of vodka, he managed to hear me somehow and served me up. I knocked it back before whirling around to scan the stage. I felt a slight dizzy spell hit me so I leaned against the sticky wood of the bar. It probably best to just watch from here.
The prior act finished up and an MC strut across the stage, announcing and hyping up the next act, the boys I was there and were excited to see.
Yoongi, flipped black cap, ripped jeans and black shirt. Fuck, was I imagining things?
Joon, baggy beige shirt, drip chain, hair pushed back. Damn, and that conviction. It was so sexy that it made me wanna hype them up so I did but it was only drowned out by the outcry of the crowd.
Baby boy Hoseok followed, straight black. I was more used to seeing his presence but, he was rapping tonight instead of dancing. This was a different ball game. I was not ready for the insane heat and massive energy the trio dropped as they started their set.
It was straight wild and I was loving every second of losing myself in it. It was just what I needed. They commanded that stage like they owned it- Well Joon was managing the place so- but regardless, it was at that moment something clicked in my head. Amongst the raw grunge I knew, they weren't your average try hard Rapper. They one day would be on a world stage, undeniably.
Maybe I was just love drunk or maybe I was just plain drunk. I-
"Hey babe. You here alone?" A shout came from my left. I spun around purely to be left even more dumbstruck at the sight of Jimin and Tae.
"Jimin? Tae? What're you doing here?" I stammered. Amazed they even made out what I was saying over Joon losing his shit on stage behind me.
Jimin cheekily slipped an arm around my waist and pressed his lips to my ear. "We're wondering the same thing. Are you by yourself?"
I pulled away just enough so he could see me shake my head before leaning into him to reply.
"No! I'm here to watch my friends stage" His gaze followed as I pointed over to the trio rappers lighting up the stage.
Tae didn't seem as curious about what Jimin and I were talking about, instead, he leaned up on the other side of me and over the bar and held up three fingers and yelled "shots!"
"Huh! Those guys? How do you know them?" Jimin yelled, not bothering to talk in my ear anymore.
"Yeah?! From Uni! Why?" What was going on? He looked so stunned and wasn't explaining anything. But then I felt his breath fill my ear as he came closer.
"Those three are members of our group" the words didn't quite sink in right away. I gave him a quizzical look. Tae reappeared grinning as he shoved a shot in to my hand then passed Jimin one too.
"You know our group members? They're good rappers" Tae raised a brow before clattering his glass from mine to Jimins.
"Shit, guess it's a small world" Jimin shrugged and we tossed it back. What was originally shock turned into excitement and a wild time. The performance ended so we loitered outside in the laneway where the backstage door leads. It was much quieter and I had no trouble hearing either of them now.
Jimin, who was about to try and tipsily interrogate me was stopped as the backstage door swung open to show Joon, followed by Yoongi and Hoseok.
The three of them all expressed different but equally confused expressions.
"What's this? You guys know Jia?" Yoongi looked the most apprehensive, his brows wrinkled and his jaw slack.
"I should ask you the same thing! She's our classmate" Jimin clamoured. Hoseok just burst out laughing. "Well shit, what're the odds" he moved over to Joon and clapped his shoulder to try and calm his laugh.
"Uhh. Guess that makes sense, you guys are same age and we all go to the same school. Shouldn't be so shocking really" Joon rubbed at the back of his head sheepishly.
"Yeah, you have a decent point. But still- it feels like a really strange coincidence" I admitted.
"Can't argue there." Yoongi commented, having recovered his composure.
"Why you guys making a big deal about it, It's a nice thing, right? Now let's go and commemorate your lit set. Yoongi-Hyung, where's that street stall you're always hyping up?" Tae grins as he joins the conversation.
"Uhh. Not far. Any objections?" Yoongi unanimously addressed the group.
"None here. Let's go. Need to loosen up after that" Joon glanced over my way.
"Cool. Let's leave then" Hobi reached over to me and curled his arm around my shoulder and as a group, we set off.
"Say, Just how close are you two?" Jimin asked as he looked between us. The little smirk settling across his lips spelt mischief in my experience.
"Pretty close" Hobi grinned. Not giving him much more than that. "Ohh, be careful, you'll make Jiminie Jealous" Tae snickered. Jimin slipped his arm around my waist and tugged me out of Hoseok's grip. Jimin's response was kinda cute.
"Jia and I are super close too. Did you know she brings me lunch boxes to dance practice?" Jimin beamed evilly as though trying to incite trouble, just as he was notorious for.
"Really?" Yoongi whirled around, Joon turning too.
"Yeah, I did. I thought he was sick but turns out he just wanted to skip class to practise" I shot back an equally wicked grin at Jimin. It was rare I had an opportunity to tease him back so I was going to take it.
"When was that? You gotta pass your classes ya know.." Joon deadpanned.
"Sounds like him" Yoongi sighed. Jimin gave me a look that said 'I'll get you for that later, just you wait' but I was way too tipsy and basking in the turn of events to care.
A faint excitement was felt as we settled around a table at the street stall. But this time, it was more than just Yoongi and I.
Jimin was on my left, Tae, Joon, Hoseok and lastly Yoongi on my right. It was nice watching all of their expressions as I looked around. I'd never imagined they were a part of the same group but it was an incredibly pleasant surprise.
Everyone chats over each other while Hoseok takes it upon himself to order for the table. I recalled that same Ajusshi from the first time I'd come. He continued behind the grills cooking. He peered over at me a few times, I don't know why but it brought about a little uneasy sensation. The girl who was taking our order seemed youthful, maybe his daughter or a close relative.
"Makoli fine?" Hoseok called out, earning unanimous calls of approval from the guys.
"You alright to drink?" Yoongi turned to me to check if I was okay to keep going. Given, he was the only one that knew about my job and that I'd assumably already had quite a few before now.
"Yeah, Should be fine" I lied. The truth was I already felt faint headed but I didn't want to stop. I felt Jimin grasp at my thigh, tugging my attention to him.
"You sure? You've got that little sway going, the one you only do when you're tipsy" He raised a cheeky brow.
"I do?" What was he talking about? Did I do that? And, just when did he start to know me that well?
"Yeah. You do. It's cute." Tae chimed in casually from beside Jimin.
"That's news to me.." I mumbled to myself. The next thing I knew the table was crammed with food and drinks and we all held up a casual toast to friendship and success.
"Jia, so you know our little Maknae as well?" Hoseok queried from beside Yoongi. He appeared still very intrigued by the entire turn of events.
"Yeah, I met him when we went to Karaoke one time" I gestured towards my two besties from class. "We started going on morning runs together just recently too" I gleamed as I recalled our little contest over coffees.
"Oh for real? Why haven't I heard anything about this?" Jimin squeaked. "You never asked!" I teased causing him to pout at the notion of being left out of the loop.
"Guess not. Wait so what else is there that I don't know about?!" Jimin now squinted at me. If he was trying to act like he was mad I just wasn't buying it, it was way too cute for me to take him seriously.
"I go and watch Hoseok dance every Tuesday. Joon and I wrote a song together.. I dono" I giggled " What do you want me to say?" I lent back in my chair, Joon and Tae who had earlier been chitchatting stopped and tuned in to our talk.
"I have the song on my phone. You guys wanna hear it?" Joon finally spoke up. Everyone seemed eager so he played it out loud for all to listen to.
"You guys put that together? It's so smooth" Yoongi stared between Joon and me, slightly impressed.
"We got the idea when there was that week or so of rain. I have to admit Joonie is the real mastermind behind it all. Did you guys know how gifted he is?" Maybe it was the Makoli we were now getting into that was making me so chatty. Joon flushed for a second. The rest of the guys had nothing but praise for him.
"Yeah right, There's been times he just blows my mind. It's crazy" Hoseok chuckles as he pats Joon on the shoulder. Joon proceeds to wave it off, he's the modest type even when he drinks.
As we continue to light-heartedly chat, drink and joke together I'm overcome with a sense of happiness. I'd been sipping eagerly at my drink, Jimin had been refilling my glass without pause. When Tae expressed his admiration for the rapper's concert I chimed in too and let them know how much I adored it. At that Joon suggested I come stop by the club again. The memory of how confident he'd been on stage flickered in my mind, I needed to see more.
Eventually, as the night pushed on everyone appeared to be much more relaxed and loose. I leaned into Jimin to try and steady my spinning head. He enclosed his arms around me and pulled me with ease onto his lap to hold me. Tae had picked up a strand of my hair and started to fiddle with it which only made me fall deeper into a cuddly daze.
"Wow, you guys really are close, huh?" Yoongi looked over with a smug grin.
"You bet, we're besties" Jimin proclaimed.
"No.. It's undoubtedly deeper than that… Hm.. What's more than besties?" Tae pondered aloud.
"You mean Soul mates or something?" Joon proposed, clearly amused by the topic.
"Oh I dono. You two are giving me some pervy vibes right now." Hobi laughed.
"I second that, these two are trouble!" I giggled. Only to earn a playful slap to my thigh from Jimin.
"Hey, Uh, Jungkook just texted. He's on the way" Yoongi perked up from his phone.
"To be honest, I'm pretty drunk" I slurred as I clumsily tried to reposition myself on Jimins lap "I should maybe go home".
"Yeah. It's been a long night and I'm pretty drunk too. Probably should get Kook to take her home" Joon suggested before draining the remnants of his cup and plopping it back down on the table with a soft thud.
"Yeah, good idea. Jungkookie's sober so he'll be able to get her home safe" Hoseok agreed.
I managed to follow along with the conversation for a little while longer until it all just became a haze to me. Kook got there and was just as stunned as everyone else had originally been but it didn't last long when he noticed how drunk I was. After some convincing from Hoseok, Jimin finally surrendered me into Jungkook's care.
I could barely walk so jungkook bent down so he could give me a piggyback. I clung to him around the shoulders tightly as he stood up, then waved bye to the boys who were heading back home for the night.
"Sowwie Kookie. This must be kinda annoying" I fiddled with the collar of his jumper in which I was clutching. I couldn't see his expression so I felt uneasy. "It's fine, just wish you wouldn't drink so much.." he answered back with a big sigh. He abruptly hitched me back up which startled me causing me to squeal. Then I heard that amused chuckle of his. God, he can be cheeky sometimes.
Finally, we got back to mine and he tossed me onto the mattress in which I ungracefully face planted into my blankets. I attempted to roll over and scowl but he simply settled at the edge of my bed revelling in amusement.
"Hey! Be gentle, I'm delicate you know" I scolded but he just raised a cocky brow.
"I think It'd take more than that to break you" Kook replied but by now my head was spinning and the tightness of my jeans was bothering the shit out of me.
"Kook.. Can u please help me? I needa change out of these" I grumbled as I made a feeble attempt to undo the button on my Jeans.
"This is why you shouldn't drink so much" He gave a feigned sigh of animosity as he got up and started scouring through my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of shorts and a jumper.
"Shhhh, I know, don't guilt me" I tried to sit up and put my arms in the air to make it easier for him as he sat back on the edge of my bed.
I felt the fabric of my top gliding off me, it hadn't done much to cover me to start with but now that I was left solely in my bra I felt the air tickle my skin.
Next thing I felt was a jumper being shoved over my head, even though the force wasn't that much it was enough to make me topple drunkenly over on my side.
"Ahh I can't get up" I whined.
"You're acting like you're younger than me, Jeeez" Kookie joked. "Than I guess I'll just call you Oppa from now on" I cracked up at my joke.
"Don't call me that!" He suddenly got serious. I'd hit a nerve. "Oppa! Or what? You gonna hit me?" It was just too amusing to pass up so I teased him more.
"You're asking for it" he warned.
I half hadn't been expecting Kookie to get so worked up as he pinned me down and yanked my hips up over his knee.
"Wait ! I was joking! Promise!" I made an effort to backpedal but at the same time, I couldn't stop giggling which probably just made it sound like I still wasn't taking him seriously.
"Too late, punishment time" he chuckled evilly and I felt a firm smack on my ass. I let out a gasp, it felt way better than I was expecting. He spanked me again, this time slightly harder.
"Kook wait, this feels way too good" I wriggled around to try and peek up at his expression. He prodded at the inside of his cheek with his tongue. As though in thought for a moment before nudging me off his lap. I tumbled over off his knee and onto my back.
"You're lucky I'm not one of those pervy guys" he sighed before tugging onto my calf and pulling me closer with ease.
"I know, that's why I trust you" I mumbled.
"I'm gonna change your pants now, okay? Hold still". I gave a slight hiccup and nodded.
Kookie reaches for the button of my jeans and undoes it. It was instant relief as he started to pull the restricting fabric down my thighs. He was being so careful, I stared as he managed to slide them off my ankles. I was left in only my panties, I noticed him stare for a moment before snapping out of his gaze and pulling the black shorts he was holding up my legs and over my hips to cover me up.
I turned over on my side and faced Kookie, he slowly reached up and tucked a few loose strands of hair out of my face. His sights subsisted on me.
"Thank you" I whispered.
"Yeah, it's alright. Try and get some sleep" this instant felt like I was holding my breath, waiting for something but, he pulled away and stood up. The blanket was yanked from under me and then flung right over me.
"I'll get going now Noona. Sweet dreams" As I laid there still, I felt the bed sink under his weight and a kiss on my head through the outside of the sheet.
No words came out. All I could focus on was the light thuds of his footsteps as he left and the click of the door as it shut behind him.