As I sat at my vanity waiting for the hairstylist to finish, I kept stealing glances through the mirror at Wyniee who was in conversation with a few girls. Her short blonde hair elegantly sat on her shoulder and her skin had a glow to it, probably from a shimmer oil. The peach corset she wore had fruit jewels in the embroidery and a delicate transparent mesh.
The stylist stepped away after she'd done some finishing touches, leaving me by myself. Ever since Sephora had mentioned Wynnie, I just couldn't stop wondering whether approaching Wynnie was a s mart idea or not. But, as the girls she was talking with walked away, this seemed a good a time as any so, I got up and went over to her.
"Wynnie, hi, I hoped that we could talk for a second?" As soon as I spoke to her, I felt awkward. Was this a mistake, after all?
"Jia, long time no see" As soon as she acknowledges me she gives me the side eye, but I had no idea what she was talking about.
"Long time no see? Do we know each other?" I asked point blank, which only seemed to annoy her further.
"Why did you bother talking to me if you're planning to keep acting like you don't know me?" She huffed. It hit me like a tiny pebble right there.
"Oh, no.. I'm so sorry. I.." I looked around before pulling her aside behind the tall vanity mirror. Hopeing to keep our conversation from prying ears, seeing as the dressing room was swarming with girls as they prepared for the night.
"What is it?" Wyniee asked, confused by my actions but not resisting my pull in the slightest.
"It's just that I had an accident and I lost all my memories. I'm sorry if I didn't recognise you. It's not that I was purposely avoiding you.." I tumbled over my words as I tried my finest to explain. It was as though that same pebble of realisation hit her, too.
"Oh.. oh my god. No, I'm the one that should be sorry. Are you alright? What happened?" She was quick to flip her attitude completely, which brought a wave of relief over me.
"I honestly don't know what happened. That's what I've been trying to figure out." I sighed.
"That's.. wow. I don't even know what to say. It totally makes sense now, though. But.." she nibbled at her lip in hesitation.
"So.. Can I ask, were we friends before?" I asked.
"Oh, you really don't remember?" Her brows furrowed.
"No.. There are a few things I remember, but there are still a lot of blanks that I've been trying to fill in.." I admitted. I still didn't know how close we were in the past, but I got a reassuring feeling from her, like she was someone I could confide in.
"Okay, I'm about to tell you everything that I know."
"Alright" A flicker of hope shone though at the prospect of more light being shed on my past. This was something I'd been waiting for, hoping to get for such a long time.
I tried to zone out of the chatter and laughter that filled the dressing room around us as Wyniee took a moment to gather her thoughts.
"So, we first met when you started working at a hostess club named All Black. Now that I think back on it," she tapped her finger against her chin in thought, "I can't remember you ever telling me many personal details or anything."
"You were close with a few of us back then. Do the names Mimi or Cece ring a bell for you? She asked.
"No.." I replied, trying to search my memories but coming up empty-handed.
"Well, I think we were your closest friends. You were really popular, by the way! You used to have some really cute guys come to see you. I remember one in particular. He looked like a model!" Her smile lit up at the mention of it, and I couldn't help but to laugh.
"Ahh, it was Jin. I used to tease him and chant his name," she giggled, "But, hm.."
"Oh.. Jin? I.. I remember him." I said.
"Yeah. Didn't he come in to visit you the other day? Didn't he tell you that you used to work at All Black?" She questioned. This was a good point. Why hadn't he mentioned it to me? Instead, he'd avoided the topic all together.
"No.. Ah, to be honest, it's really complicated. He didn't mention it. Not until recently, but that's only because I figured out that I knew him in the past," I explained. She blinked a few times as though trying to put pieces of the story together.
"You know he's a member of Bangtan, right? Do you know who they are?" She finally spoke.
"I know them, all of them. Actually, that's another thing I wanted to ask you about. I was told you knew certain things about them. Maybe knew some stuff that could be helpful to me."
"Oh… You mean.. Wait, so you're not involved with them?" She questioned. Only seeming more confused now.
"I am, but until recently, I didn't have the faintest clue about everything they were involved in." I quickly elaborated.
Her face scrunched up for a second before she let out a huff and gave me a solid look.
"My god this is messy. I'm still confused as hell. But if it's able to help you, then I can tell you what I've heard about them."
"Please, if you can, that'd help." I nodded eagerly.
"Well," she took a deep breath, "A friend of ours, Mimi. The girl I mentioned earlier, she used to work with us at All Black. But she quit and then I did too. But we stayed friends and kept in touch."
I tried my best to drown out the background buzz of the excitement in the room to concentrate as she carried on.
"She started dating a guy who worked for Bangtan around the time you were close with them. I honestly don't know the details from back then, but I have heard of some things they're doing now." She gave me a weary look, as though doubtful. Nevertheless, she took a step closer, so that she was practically whispering in my ear.
"Just be careful with what I'm about to tell you. Okay. Seriously, this isn't to be taken lightly."
"I promise I won't repeat it." I pulled away and gave a reassuring nod. I meant it wholeheartedly. I didn't plan to share this information with anyone.
"Okay," she lent back in, "So, these days, Bangtan runs a club. Seventh Heaven. It's only for idols. But even that is just a cover. For what, I can't say with certainty, but rumour has it, their girls fuck clients. There's a ton of Coke running through that place, too. Take this last one with a grain of salt, but also trafficking."
The last word rang in my ears. I was prepared to hear some disturbing information, but that? I was not prepared to hear that. She pulled away again, so we were face to face, and she gave a defeated shrug.
"I mean, it's all nothing new in this scene. Inescapable, really. Even here at Carousel, Haru slings some Coke on the side. You and Cece used to get on it occasionally, too."
"That's.." I felt like my mind was being jumbled with Info overload, but I focused on what was important, "So Mimi is the one you heard these things from? And we were all friends?"
"Yeah, she's still with her boyfriend and he-" Suddenly our conversation was cut off by Haru's voice as he called into the room, making a last call for us to head out.
"Ahh, we have to get to work. I appreciate you telling me all this. Thankyou. You have no idea how much it helps."
"That's okay.. You know, I'm always here for you, Jia. You've always been a good friend. I really am sorry I jumped to conclusions earlier." Wynnie said.
"No, really, it's okay. How were you supposed to know I had lost my memories? Seriously, I feel like I'm living in a crappy drama series or something." I deadpaned.
Wyniee just laughed. Right before we were about to head out the door, Haru caught me lightly by the forearm.
"Table nine. It seems like you have two regulars already." He feigned a wicked smile, and I had an inkling in my stomach as to why.
My heels clicked on the marble of the floor as I walked down the hall. The moment I turned the corner and gazed out into the lounge, my suspicions were confirmed. It was none other than the mischievous Jimin and Tae, who lounged comfortably in their corner table. I spotted a girl sitting across the table from them, keeping them company until I arrived. I had no doubt they were up to their old tricks and probably putting her through hell right about now, so I headed straight over. I knew firsthand how they took the utmost pleasure in watching girls squirm.
"Aww. You're no fun. The girls at our club would totally do it," Jimin giggled through his sly comment. I could hear it as I approached, despite the music and chatter in the lounge.
"Mm. Just last night, Lilo put on quite the show for us." Tae hummed. I held back. A bout of curiosity had hit me. Who's that?
"It was so deep inside her I thought she was going to pass out." Jimin giggled again, as if to revel in the memory of it.
"Nah, she's a pro. I've seen her take more than that." Tae quipped in reply. Soo Young, who'd been awkwardly sitting there, looked like prey about to be ripped to shreds by two famished fuck boys. Jesus, I'd better put a stop to this.
"Jimin, Tae. Hope I'm not interrupting anything." I stepped in, not wanting to let this conversation go on any longer in fear of what I might hear. Not to mention Soo Young's mental well-being.
"Not at all. You're just in time." Tae boxily smiled as he laid eyes on me, but it had a wickedness to it. Besides that, I didn't know if they were just teasing Soo Young, seeing as I was actually with Jimine until at least nine last night. Had he really gone and met up with Tae afterwards and seen some girls?
The thought of it hurt, so I just chalk it up to them messing around and decided to join them.
"Come here, cutie," Jimin gently took my hand, so I scooted between the table and his legs to sit in the space they'd made between them.
"Don't let us keep you any longer, I'm sure you have other places to be," Tae glanced back over to Soo Young after she finished filling his glass, as though hinting that she should leave.
She looked to me for reassurance, checking to make sure I'd be alright. I could tell she was uncomfortable, so I gave a nod, letting her know I'd be fine. She was new too, but I'd only seen her help on tables when other girls had been with her, seeing as she was still quite timid.
Poor thing, there's no way I could make her sit here while Tae and Jimin traumatized her any more. After she gave a bow and left, I peered at the table to see what they'd ordered.
"Oh, Shochu and Green tea tonight?" I asked, noting the tall jade bottle and jug of tea.
"Was in the mood for something a bit lighter tonight." Tae replied. I reached for the spare glass that was mine and mixed myself a drink.
"You're so full of it. It's not light if half the glass is straight Shochu," Jimin snickered. I had to hold in my laugh as Tae passed me the glass he'd just emptied. "He's got a point," I teased as I poured another for him and Jimin.
"Let's not get caught up in the minor details," Tae's grin broadened and Jimin gave an amused snort of laughter.
"I love light blue on you," Jimin commented, his gaze flickering downwards.
"I'll keep that in mind," I replied, gracefully taking the compliment at face value and trying to look past the suggestive way he way eying me.
"What Jimine means to say is that he loves cleavage on you," Tae thoughtfully corrected, stealing a glance of his own.
"These thigh-high stockings make it so tempting to just push up that skirt a little more, take a peek at what's underneath," Jimin continued. A wave of butterflies hit me.
"You really have no shame, do you?" It slipped out before I could stop myself. Tae laughed, but Jimin's smirk only widened.
"Jia, you have the most delicious little treat down there. Have you ever tasted yourself?" I nearly choked on my drink, so I quickly put it back on the table.
"Hmm, not that I can recall. Would you like to? You can lick yourself off my fingers after I'm done fucking you with them," Tae commented. I glanced from one to the other, feeling more pinned between them as the seconds ticked by.
"Shhh. Please stop.." My attempt was feeble, it always was when they ganged up on me like this. It was never fair.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're getting shy, we both know you're not," Jimin's voice was so sweet in my ear as he lent in.
"Mm. You weren't shy at all when you let us fuck you while everyone else was sleeping." Tae rested his elbow on the table. He looked at me with that piercing gaze. Like I was made of glass.
It left me biting the side of my tongue. The contrast in their voices was melting me into the back of the couch. There was no escaping this. It's torturous how truly tantalising they are.
"Don't remind me. It's turns me on, knowing what a naughty little girl you really are. I bet your underwear is a mess as we speak," Jimin's hand groped my thigh gently before inching higher.
"Ahh. If only there weren't so many people around. You'd be in trouble," Tae cracked a mischievous grin.
"Doesn't seem like anyone's really paying much attention," Jimin said, gently hoisting me up on his lap at a slight angle so that I was facing Tae.
I squirmed, but Jimin merely grasped my hips and firmly pulled me back up. He felt so strong underneath me, like if he really wanted to, he could easily keep me there. Maybe this was his way of getting back at me for yesterday when I called him small, his way of asserting his dominance.
"Why do you guys keep picking on me? It's not fair," I gave in and leaned my shoulder against Jimin's chest and watched as Tae poured another round.
"Because it's fun playing with you," Tae casually replied. As he lent forward, the loose shirt he wore barely covered the exposed part of his chest. His chiseled jawline, dark hair, he'd always been irresistible. The way his eyes fixed on me when he fucked me. Stop, you're only making this more difficult for yourself.
"Is that all this is to you then? Some fun?" I pressed on.
I needed to stop, but how could I? Every touch, every whisper, it made me want to rub myself all over these thick thighs Jimin has me perched on. I was tingling all over and there was no way to satiate this neediness for them.
"Your body is trembling baby," Jimin's soft touch traced up my bare arm, causing me to shudder.
"For you," Tae offered me a glass, giving me something else to focus on. Anything else or I felt like I'd start coming undone here and now.
"You didn't answer my question," I said, taking the drink from Tae and sipping at it. The ice cubes clinked against the glass and it felt cold in my hand. I wanted to press it against my cheek to ease the heat gathering there.
"You already know, we have a thing for you," Tae sighed. As though it was something annoying for him to have to repeat.
"So, whatcha' say, how about the three of us get outta here?" Jimin asked, gently pushing my hair back off my shoulder and peering at me. I nibbled at my lip, it was so tempting, but..
"Not tonight, she's got other plans." The suddenness of Joon's voice caught our attention. None of us had expected to see him appear in front of our table.