Before Jungkook knew it, the day hurdled to an end. Time passed by as he was busy with school work, and preparing himself a meal, he didn't have a moment to wait for Jimin. As Jungkook cleared his schedule for the day, the boy was limping a lot less now as he made his way into the shower so he could knock one last thing off his list; that was none other than getting ready for the club he was going to with Jimin so they can handle business. The young student didn't like the fact that he was getting dragged into something so horrifying like this. He had no idea what was in store for him. The setting was nothing but calm waters for now.

As the boy took a quick rinse, he stepped out and went through each and every one of his luggages Jimin packed up for him. Instantly noticing that each of his clothes were neatly folded within every luggage. “Jimin really invests so much time on me.” Jungkook thought before pulling out his own black, turtleneck, sweater, blue-ripped jeans, and black socks to go with his black boots as well. As the boy was placing on his glasses and putting on his clothes, he felt as if he was being watched… His eyes scattered along the room but no one was there. It was the constant fear that used to affect him like before. This feeling was a bad habit of his ever since he was chased around by those eerie figures watching over his every move.

Meanwhile, Jimin sat in his car as he stared at a surveillance footage of Jungkook standing within the room; clueless as ever. It was now that Jimin caught the boy looking around his room… Making the voices in the older's head grow louder. “He doesn't trust me… Does he? What else could he be looking for?!” Jimin argued in his crowded mind as a wave of his thoughts spoke to him like he heard voices talking back to comfort him… While the other side of the voices he heard, didn't sound so comforting. “Jungkook… What are you doing? Why were you looking around the house earlier? D-Don't you love me?!” Jimin hissed underneath his own breath before locking the screen of his tablet and gripping onto the steering wheel to calm himself down. “I-I don't have time to scream about it… I-I have business to attend to and this time, I need to bring him even if he triggers the voices in my head…”

Jimin then calmed himself down and took another dose of his pills to carry him out for the night. As Jimin then pulled up at the building where his penthouse was, he called Jungkook and connected it to his car while he pressed his head against the steering wheel carefully; Calmly waiting for an answer as he finally felt serenity. The medications treated his pain and it left him feeling as if he wasn't trapped deep in the ocean. He felt as if he was floating above the issues breaking him down inside.

“Hello?” Jungkook's voice welcomed Jimin as a smile rose over his own face now.

“Baby… I missed you!” Jimin spoke excitedly and unlocked his tablet to see Jungkook sitting over the bed and smiling as he looked down over his own lap. “I'm outside the building, let's go now. Are you ready to go?” Questioned the man as he watched Jungkook through his business tablet. Softly, he caressed Jungkook's side of the screen and smiled gleefully.

“Yes, I'm ready. I'll see you outside.” Spoke the boy as he got up and gathered himself before setting his shoes in so he could leave the penthouse. One side of him begged to run, while the other longed for him to be with his Jimin already. The boy was confused about himself and couldn't face the fact of leaving Jimin like this. Leaving the man was the brightest idea and the safest way of course, but Jungkook just couldn't do it… He loved Park Jimin too much to walk out of his life right now. The young boy then hung up on his way down the elevator as Jimin removed the camera surveillance over the tablet before his lover could reach the car. Jimin sat waiting for his Jungkook and couldn't stop smiling as he waited. He loved Jungkook with his all and every second, Park Jimin took to appreciate his lover's looks and imperfections.

Eventually, Jungkook made it out of the building and his heart throbbed by seeing Park Jimin waiting in his car for him. Jungkook no longer wanted to run and all he saw in front of him was Jimin; a helpless man that only had a big heart for Jeon Jungkook. The boy could see the way Jimin viewed things and how he loved the boy until Jungkook was left giggling in his arms with their hearts beating in sync. Jungkook just knew that if Jimin was to lose him, the man would go crazy and the thought was something he couldn't bear to think of. Jungkook was getting hurt by loving someone as Park Jimin.

Jungkook sat in the passengers seat and closed the door before smiling and turning his face to gaze at Jimin. “Hi!” Jungkook answered happily as Jimin leaned in and gave the younger a peck on the lips after a long day. “You missed me so much, hm?”

“Of course I did! Did you miss me?” Jimin asked and began to set the driving stick to drive before dropping his hands onto the wheel so carefully.

“I did. Ah, so we're going to a club… That isn't a very appropriate place to handle work.” Jungkook claimed and set his seatbelt on as Jimin drove out of the front building. “I never went clubbing before, actually…”

“Just stick by me, Jungkook. You'll be alright and for the club… I think it will be an easy way to negotiate with a potential client. He's a busy man, so now is his only free time!” Answered the man. Jungkook knew this was going to make him uncomfortable by showing up at a place he did not belong. He could only imagine clinging onto his lover like a lost puppy while everyone was drunk and hooking up with others at the dance floor. The thought scared him as he contemplated it until he felt Jimin's right hand slowly guide up his own arm carefully. “Stay by my side and nothing bad will happen, okay?” Jimin's voice soothed Jungkook once more. Making him feel less afraid of showing up at the club with his lover.

After a while of driving, Jimin eventually parked his car by the side of a club where they were to attend for the night. The two walked out of the car together as Jungkook clung onto Jimin's white dress shirt; wrapping his arm around the arm of his lover once they walked closer and closer to the entrance. By there, the security didn't even have to double check the list to know that this was Park Jimin and tonight was an invite-only night. Gathering many business men Jimin knew and Jungkook of course, had yet to see. Once they passed by the entry, loud music pounded against the dark walls of the club and neon lights searched around the walls, the bar, and fell onto the dancefloor where many filled every tile.

The club was dark with LED lights shining through every corner. Music played as the lights fell in sync to every beat. So far, Jungkook felt safe right by Jimin as he hugged his lover's arm tighter and tighter by the minute. As the boy looked around, he noticed men in their dress shirts dancing with women or men as well. The boy began to notice that this was just a club rented out by business women and men after a long day of work. Or at least, that's what he rather hoped until he noticed mostly women walking around in fishnet stocking, one piece suits that only appeared to look as black tankinis, along with black colored chokers. However, young men wore skin-tight black shorts, exposing their petite torsos that had black tape over their nipples and black chokers around their necks that had spikes around it like a dog collar. Both men and women wore the same stockings and heels. Jungkook suddenly avoided eye contact, believing if he made eye contact, he would call one of the strippers or even prostitutes brought for entertainment purposes.

As Jimin kept walking forward, he moved in to drop down onto a couch where those same women came over to serve drinks to everyone as well. The women and men wearing these had no shame. Some looked dazed while some were bubbly from all the drinks they had. Jungkook looked down to find a seat next to Jimin near the end of the couch, but there was no room for him. “Can we sit somewhere-” Suddenly, Jimin pulled Jungkook down and made the boy sit over his lap as Jungkook looked back at his lover to let out a giggle. “I thought you said there weren't going to be any strippers.”

“These are waiters and waitresses here. Of course, if you want something more than that, they'll charge you extra.” Jimin told the boy as Jungkook leaned back and poked Jimin's cheek after.

“Stop telling me this like you want me to hook up with one of them!”

“Don't even say that, Jungkook. I would kill anyone who agrees to give you time with them. Literally kill…” Jimin told the boy as Jungkook then smirked and stood up before crawling back onto his lovers lap to face him this time. “What are you doing, Doll?”

“I don't want you looking at them… Only look at me, okay?”

“Or what, baby? You're going to ride me while my hands are tied up? You know how crazy I'll get.” Jimin asked in a way he made a suggestion. But, that wasn't what Jungkook had in mind.

“I can consider that, but if you look at one of these girls or boys, I'll bite you the next time I have you in between my mouth.” Jungkook threatened and that made Jimin let out a laugh before cupping Jungkook's face and kissing him once the boy was leaning over his body.

“You're so scary, Jungkook~” Jimin's soft whisper was the only thing Jungkook heard at that very moment while everyone was dancing, drinking, and hooking up at the dancefloor. Letting the music and alcohol take over. “Do you want anything to drink, my love? I won't drink tonight… I have to drive us home after.” Jimin asked and held his hand out so a waitress nearby could pass him a glass of alcohol when she passes by. “I'll have to wait a while until he's ready to be seen. After, we can go and have our own little date.”

“I'll take a drink then.” Jungkook answered. After a little wait, a familiar woman walked up to Jimin and handed him a glass. Jungkook took no other second and accepted the drink, drinking out of it as soon as he accepted it into his hands. Right there, Jimin looked at the boy to smile until his phone began to ring. This was it, the man in a private spot in the club was waiting to negotiate with Jimin. During that very moment, Jungkook's eyes then began to wander until… His gaze fixed onto the familiar woman that served them the drink.

The young woman had black silk hair reaching down her lower back, a pale and fresh face along with the color red painted over her plump lips. As soon as Jungkook's eyes fell onto the familiar waitress serving drinks by the bar, he knew exactly where he recognized that face from anywhere. Jungkook fixed his glasses over his eyes as his heart dropped by the second, leaving him to think in his head from that very moment. “It’s her, isn't it..? Is that…Kim Juyon..?” Jungkook recognized his old best friend where he once spent a night with at a high school party. But only now, Jungkook couldn't tell if she was ignoring him or couldn't recognize him completely. “Oh god, It is her…”