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The city streets were never asleep.

There was always someone waiting, someone drinking until they forgot who they were, and someone who wished that they would end up in somebody else's bed by the end of the night.

Jeon Jungkook, fell into all three of those categories.

He didn't drink to forget his problems, or the things he needed to do; he drank in order to become somebody new. It was so exhilarating to be able to be somebody who you're not, at least just for a night.

Although he was confident while he was sober, alcohol made everyday situations so much more exciting. He could never last though a whole party sober, drinks made up for the adrenaline that wore off quickly.

"Two shots of vodka, straight."

His vision was already fuzzy, but if he shook his head out a few times it cleared up a bit, so he assumed that meant he was okay for a few more drinks. Jungkook had no idea how he was going to get home, he didn't go out with friends so there wasn't anybody to drive him home.

And attempting to drive like this would be a death wish.

Which is why he hoped that he'd meet somebody. Jungkook was quite keen on one night stands, so if he could get laid and a ride home it would be killing two birds with one stone.

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before picking up one of the shot glasses that was slid towards him. The temperature of the class was cold against the burning temperature of his skin, taking a moment and a deep breath before he brought the glass to his lips and tipped it back.

It burnt as it went down his throat, but the feeling allowed him to remember that he was alive.

The way his eyes watered up a bit reminded him that he could feel.

It was just before he tipped back his second shot that Jungkook caught scent of it. Such an uncommon smell to catch in a bar filled with sweaty bodies and hard liquor; something sweet and almost... Fruity. He set down his glass, looking beside him to see if anyone beside him had ordered a fruity cocktail - but even that wouldn't've produced the scent that flooded Jungkook's senses.

It smelled like all of Jungkook's favourite things. It was raspberries one moment, and freshly cut grass the next breath in.

Jungkook unknowingly allowed his eyes to droop closed, entire body feeling warm as he began to loose sense of where he was. He knew that his fingers were still grasping the cold shot glass, but he was having trouble bringing his mind back to earth.

"Straight vodka? I've always heard that people who drink that are the best partiers." The voice that graced his ears was even sweeter.

Jungkook slowly opened his eyes once more, forgetting to breathe for a moment when he caught sight of who sat beside him. He seemed to glow, skin flawless and shining underneath the fluorescent lights of the club. His hair fell effortlessly but perfectly at the same time, raven coloured strands looking feathery and soft. "Well? Am I wrong?"

"I..." It was his eyes that took Jungkook's breath away. The outer irises were brown, but they faded into a deep red towards the middle. So unlike anyone else he had even seen before. "I've been called the life of the party once or twice."

"Have you now?" The male leaned a bit closer, the fabric of his t-shirt slipping off his shoulder and exposing more of his skin. Getting laid wasn't Jungkook's main priority when he walked into the club that night but now looking at the person who sat beside him - he wanted to just take him. His mind was swirling with thoughts of how much he wanted to bite that his plump lips, or tug at his styled hair.

"Well, what's your drink of choice then?" Jungkook asked, heart beating at a near alarming rate as the other male stared him down. He could feel beads of sweat dotting at his forehead, he just felt so hot. If he could right then he'd tear his clothes off to escape the heat, but he'd rather do that to the male sitting beside him.

It was so strange. Jungkook's desire for somebody had never been this intense before. It was never what was clouding his thoughts, but now all he could think about was what the male might look like beneath him.

"Coincidentally, the same as yours apparently." The other smiled coyly, extending his arm and reaching for the drink in Jungkook's hand. "May I?"

"Of course." Jungkook felt as if he was in a trance, watching as the male took the drink out of his hand, keeping gaze the entire time as he brought the glass to his lips. "I'm Jimin, by the way."

"Jungkook." Jungkook returned, observing how the other's eyes fluttered shut as he tipped the glass forwards. Fuck, how could someone look so good while hardly doing anything?

Jimin shook his head softly after swallowing the drink, setting the shot glass back down on the counter in front of him. He looked back up and caught Jungkook's gaze, a goofy smile on his face as he watched the other's eyes flicker down to his lips.

"Do you find it hot in here?" Jimin asked, leaning forwards even more and resting his right hand on Jungkook's knee. He waited until the other nodded before continuing. "Want to go get some fresh air with me?"

Jungkook's eyes darkened, every single scenario that could happen next playing out in his mind as he nodded once more and stood up. He reached out, Jimin smirking before taking Jungkook's hand and allowing the other to lead him through the crowd of people.

The smell travelled with him, a sugary sweet scent leaving him near dizzy as he pulled Jimin out the back door to the club.

He didn't even care that the alleyway that they stumbled out into would've given him bad vibes on any other occasion, all he cared about at that moment in time was pushing Jimin up against the brick wall next to them and keeping him as close as possible.

He didn't even know what came over him, but his entire body was just flooded with feelings of need and want. He just wanted to take everything from the man beneath him, just wanted to hear him and feel him.

"Fuck." Jungkook breathed, burying his face into the crook of Jimin's neck. He smelled so . Jimin's skin was hot against Jungkook's tongue, the taste of salt mingling with an intoxicatingly sweet undertone. The sound of Jimin's heavy breathing in his ear as he tugged at the other's skin with his teeth just egged him on more, his entire body burning with desire as he used his thigh to spread Jimin's legs.

Jimin couldn't help but smirk as the younger male's hands roamed across his entire body, a feeling of accomplishment coming over him as he could sense the need that radiated off of Jungkook's demeanour.

"Jungkook.." Jimin sighed, bringing his hands up to tangle in the other's hair as he began to grind his hips against Jungkook's gain some friction. He could feel how hard Jungkook was in his jeans and smiled coyly, pulling him closer and loving every moment of it.

He knew that he had it easier than any of the other sins, because he got to corrupt humanity and feel amazing every time while doing it; but he didn't care.

It was so dirty though, the rough bricks scratching at Jimin's skin through the fabric of his shirt, the soft moans and heavy breathy being the only sound that could be heard besides the cars that sped down the nearby road, the sweat, the heat.

Jungkook loved all of it.

He tilted Jimin's head up before capturing the other's lips with his own, sucking harshly on his bottom lip as his right hand went down to work on the buckle of Jimin's jeans. He didn't care where they were, and usually wouldn't act on his impulses but he just wanted it all; right there, right then.

"Hey, let's take this back to my place." Jimin whispered against Jungkook's lips, gasping softly as the younger palmed him through his jeans. "I don't live that far away and it'll be so much better."

"I just want you." Jungkook mumbled, his left hand gripping Jimin's hip. "I don't care where we are."

"I know." Jimin chuckled, leaning forwards and pressing his lips to Jungkook's jaw. His voice lowered to a whisper, breath right against Jungkook's ear. "But I can do so much more to you if we go back to my place."

A shiver ran down Jungkook's spine, Jimin's touch sizzling on his skin.

Lust, is one of the easiest sins to succumb to.