Leaving him messed up over there does make Jungkook feel guilty, but it sure is one way to imprint him in Jimin's being. At first he was doing it for fun, but in the hindsight it was..pleasurable. They were only making out, they hadn't gone as far as having sex yet, but it was addictive.

His actions in the kitchen today, they were unplanned.

It wasn't supposed to happen, he shouldn't have followed him and he should have bid goodbye to his husband instead. Yet he cannot resist him, and mindlessly went his way to the kitchen to trap him in his arms..then went to cherish his addictive cherry lips.

Since he tasted him, he cannot get it out of his system. The way those berry flavored chapstick still lingers in his mouth. He even bought a berry chapstick, only to end up that the flavour of the product isn't enough to satiate it.

It had to be from Jimin's lips.

Jungkook could only chuckle nervously. It'll be a serious problem if he gets addicted further, its still premature for him to leave.

But he did promise to grant the divorce once he's amused enough.

He made his way to the front door, about to go out again. Maybe he'll go check out his co-host's new apartment, he was invited for a housewarming anyway and might as well get drunk.

But then the grandeur door was opened, being held by security he cannot recognize—and a peculiar blue hair sticking out.

Who in the..?

"Who are you?" The boy with the bright blue haired asked.

Jungkook has never felt belittled his whole life until this day. The blue haired boy was eyeing him from head to toe unflatteringly, as if he was being measured by his worth.

"I'm Kim-Jeon Jungkook. Seokjin's new husband." He forced a smile in his face, feeling intimidated with the presence of the boy.

"Ah, that guy."

The blue haired boy just passed by him, as if he was nothing, as if he's unimportant.

Jungkook felt a chilling feeling down his spine. Is this how rich snob people really act? He didn't even bother reciprocating the energy to at least introduce himself!

Man, that blue haired boy is as cold as his hair.

"Jimin-ah! I'm here!" He heard the boy call out Jimin's name, and he's navigating around the manor as if he had lived there his whole life! He was running around carelessly while looking for Jimin, and it made Jungkook raise his brow as he watched him.

Don't tell me this snob is..?

"Taehyung?" Jimin gradually smiled, seeing his best friend approach to him and give him a tight hug.

"You didn't tell me you're back from Seoul! I only got to know from your dad that your back!" Jimin felt guilty, he just remembered that he didn't got to update Taehyung about his arrival! They have been so smitten about the recent chaos in their household that he forgot to update him.

"I'm sorry, Tae. Things are kind of rough these past days. But I'm glad you're here, feels a bit better to have my alien with me!" Jimin giggled, burying his face in Taehyung's chest while still hugging him tightly. He inhaled his scent, the calming mint perfume he's wearing relieves him from the stress he feels.

"If things are rough in here, you could've just called me and I'll take you away in my own world."

Kim Taehyung is Jimin's best friend from as long as he can remember.  He was his first friend, met through a business partnership between Jimin's father, and the Geochang Kims that owned a vast land profitable for business. Little children that grew together, went to the same school, knew each thoroughly. Taehyung was his companion, his first love, first boyfriend—many of his firsts. They were brought closer by being fellow 95 liners, and everything that can define a good friend in Jimin's vocabulary, that's what Taehyung is.

"What are you doing here? I thought you are you got admitted to a music school in the US for playing saxophone?" Jimin pulled him to the sofa in the living room, both of them sitting side by side comfortably.

"I kinda did something shitty to my parents and they got mad..?"

"And that's..?"

"Come on Jiminnie, you know this. It's being an instrument player. They don't like it, but I want to."

Jimin frowned. It's sad that Taehyung's parents were still unsupportive of his talent. He was lucky enough to have Jin that supported him for his dance passion despite being his only son, yet it's south for Taehyung. Tae is the only son of the Geochang Kims, he should be only focusing on being an inheritor.

"But you're already done with the business course they made you take in college, that's unfair. Do you want me to help you convince them?"

"Too late, I guess. I've been technically kicked out."

Jimin gasped. Taehyung being kicked out?! His bestfriend doesn't even know how to cook for himself, how come he could live alone? And.. there's no denial that Taehyung had lived in generous means. Working hard is something new by the book to him.

"Did they forced you to move out?"

"Yeah. They told me to find my own apartment, but right now I'm staying in a shitty motel. But they said they'll take me back once I made my mind, and just take those business masters degree, or that medicine degree they badly want me to have."

Jimin had a really concerned look painted on his face. So Taehyung is being punished by now, as he can hear.

"Do you want to live in here for a while? But it won't be long, I'll be moving out to Seoul again soon too."

"You're coming back for work?"

"No, I'm moving out of here permanently."

Taehyung's eyes widened. Living independently and far from him.. ain't no way.

"Can I live with you then?"

Taehyung suggested, and it does bring a 'eureka' moment to Jimin. He won't have to be alone in Seoul anymore if Taehyung can live with him, and he can help his bestfriend accomplish his musical dreams! His father will be comfortable too knowing Taehyung will be there for him.

"Of course—of course you should live with me so I won't have to be alone! I'll tell dad about our plans, but I'm sure he'll love it when you're gonna tag along."

"So..you don't get lonely and I have a home with you. It's a win-win!"

The friends giggled for a while, discussing the ideas of their home until their laughs died down and a frown was slowly enveloping Jimin's face.

"What's the matter? You've been stressed out since earlier. Is it because you never wanted to leave your dad?" Jimin breathed deeply first to prepare about his oh-so-long vent.

"Well..a long story. You know that dad remarried right? Maybe you already saw his new husband walk around here. He was younger than me, and Dad married him without my knowledge nor got an opinion out of it. And the bad thing is I can see through that the man my dad married isn't after the love he is seeking for such a long time after his heartbreak . The man is after his money, his status, and has been doing things beside his back that I..i'm sadly involved in."

"Woah, slow down. Just a few minute explanation, and that's a red flag right there. Who's that lucky bastard anyways that swept your dad? I mean, a lot of people adored sir Jin because he's a looker too. Rich. A lot of men and women are fighting over your dad."

"Jeon Jungkook. Age, looks, his want for luxury. I just knew something isn't sitting right." Taehyung was shocked about the revelation of the man's name Jimin has been talking about.

"I think I met him earlier! But really, Jeon Jungkook? The most famous worker in the host club? His name was really around my mom's circle! You know, those widowers and wives that had busy husbands that go to the club to satiate their needs?" Jimin's ears ranged when he heard that Jungkook works in a hostclub.

Wow, he has a work! All the time Jimin thought he's jobless—but nonetheless its not a work to be proud of and flaunted to everyone.

"He works in a host club? No wonder dad fell for his honey trap."

Jimin knew his father was lonely, and he isn't enough to fill the void. His father was a busy man drowning in work, and he knew from time to time back then that Jin was a regular of host clubs to alleviate his loneliness.

Fuck, now he feels worse.

"Okay, what about the other thing your telling?" Jimin looked around, wary about the surroundings especially him. He pulled Taehyung closely, whispering into his ear instead just to make sure.

"He..he made out with me." Taehyung's facial expression dropped. No fucking way.

"..I feel guilty, Tae. I feel bad about what I did behind dad's back. Bad thing is I think I like the way he touches me—the way he kisses me. I wanted them to break up so badly, to get my dad away from a broken heart and..and to just lessen my guilt."

"I knew it that quick that he can't be trusted. Do you want me to punch him? I'll gladly do so."

"No, no. Please, don't."

"That bastard is touching you and trying to play with your feelings—what if you give in? Have sex with him? Worse is fall for him? Jimin, this isn't okay at all. " Jimin just chuckled. Him? Falling for that bastard? Never. But the sex thing, maybe, depending of his vulnerability.

"I'm cautious enough Tae, don't worry about me too much. You'll be the first to know if I fucked up and shamed my father's name, then we'll run away together."

"I'll take you in and love you anyway no matter what, Jiminie."

Jimin chuckled, leaning his head on Taehyung's shoulder before silence went in again for a while.

"Tae, do you wanna drink?" Jimin asked out of the blue.

"Do you want to? What liquor does your father keep around? Let's just drink here together."

"No, I don't wanna drink here. Let's go outside, haven't been out since I came back home."

Taehyung didn't really look certain about it but if that's what Jimin wants then..so be it.

"Where do you wanna go? I'll drive. Got my car outside."

"Your parents let you have your baby?"

"We'll have a bigger problem if they don't let me have my car."

"Hmm..then drive me there. I wanna try what it feels to be there. If that place really helps you soothe your frustrations and loneliness."

"You can't be serious."

"Sadly I am, Taehyung." 

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"Do you have an invite card with you?" Jimin doesn't have an idea how the place runs, and is certainly confused of the invite system. He had been in a few clubs when he was in Seoul, but the place didn't look much indifferent other than the silent and more private vibe it offers.

"If we don't, I could just pay whatever membership you offer—" Taehyung cutted him off by showing a black looking card.

"Here's my card. He's a friend, I'm introducing him here." They were both granted access, entering inside the club. Jimin gave his friend a suspecting side eye, wondering where he got the invite.

"Just so you know, I was already invited here by a friend that formerly own this card. Stop looking at me suspiciously, 'min!" Taehyung reasoned out.

The hostclub was luxurious. Jimin now understood the invite system just by the looks of it. The place was dimmed with some colored lights and chandeleir displays, the bar counters with expensive bottles and drinks inside. Tables with large couches that were divided by thin walls for privacy, and of course godly looking handsome men with woman sitting with them.

"..woah. The men here are way too handsome." He whispered to Taehyung.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" Jimin looked up and examined the man. He's handsome and tall with a youthful face.

"No one in particular. We just wanted a seat, are you available too?" Taehyung sounds like he's too used to it, a veteran even and Jimin was just following his lead.

"Of course, follow me. My name is Eunwoo, by the way." The host had a sweet voice, a pretty smile, handsome and tall. He's dreamy, Jimin thought. Somehow he can understand his father now on how frequent he is in host clubs. It is indeed refreshing to see and hear handsome men from every corner woo you, and have them treat you as you want.

They sat at one of the couches far behind, and Jimin's eyes were still locked at the hosts' figure.

"Can I get your names so I can properly address you sirs?"

"Calling us Mister Park and Mister Kim is enough." Jimin wanted to be called by his first name, but for Taehyung who was taking the lead despite looking very disinterested, he'll just let him be.

"Of course, anything for the two of you."

The time went on, with a few drinks and a few talks. They got to know Eunwoo, his fun times that amused them, funny enough and relatable whether the stories were made up or not, while Jimin contributed his fair share.

Taehyung didn't really speak much, just a spectator with eyes on Jimin, and mostly consumed alcohol in their stay. He too had his fair share of drinks, but he's a light drinker, and he does feel a little tipsy after a few shots.

It made Jimin felt comfortable—to have a man, a good looking stranger, listen to him and his nonsense with sweet affirmations.

"Excuse me for a while, I'll have to go to the washroom."

Jimin excused himself, going to the washroom. He did his thing and washed his hands, when a particularly drank host walked in the room.

"Oh..I must be seeing an angel!" Jimin felt uncomfortable as the man approaches him, the smell of alcohol reeking through the man. He was good looking and a tinge of foreign looks, his engraved nameplate reading the words 'Mr. Wang'.

"Such compliments, Mister Wang."

It was an inappropriate place, and he feels pretty tipsy too. Yet he didn't really feel like denying the open and drunk flirting of the host, he felt nice being showered with sweet compliments coming from that mouth.

There's a rushing feeling when an unfamiliar man is sharing touches in close proximity where one could feel their hot breaths cascade each other's lips.

One more move he can engage with a kiss with an unknown man.

Yet his eyes were surely aren't working well, those lips were blurring in his sight,  thin lips very similar to the ones he already kissed before.

"Jungkook-ah.." Jimin muttered softly, tilting his head to dive into the kiss when his lips met a warm palm instead.

Perhaps both were either absorbed and unaware that none of them felt Jungkook f,cc thus cock blocking them at the closest moment. He clasped his hand on Jimin's mouth at the right time, with an annoyed expression seen from his eyes alone.

"I just kissed you once, and you're getting more adventurous hm?"

"Y-you—!"

"Never leave your customers waiting on your area, Wang." Jungkook warned.

Jimin was shocked when he's pulled away by the brunette, storming out together of the wash room

"Let me go! What the fuck is your problem?"  Jimin stopped their tracks, trying to yank away the large hand that was holding him. The eyes of the people inside the club were set on them, gossips jumping from left to right.

Shit, what a headache this will be on those pesky gossip circles.

"If you're that damn lonely, you should've just come to me." Bitterness was seeping through Jungkook's voice as he gritted every word, tightening his grip on his arm.

"Now what I wanted to satiate my thirst with another man? Don't mind my business!"

"Fuck—Jimin, aren't you ashamed of the ruckus your causing now?"

"Not a bit, because you're meddling with me!" Jungkook continued pulling Jimin even with the commotion they were causing, until they're out of the place.

"Let go, Taehyung was left alone there!" Jimin protested, yet Jungkook was as busy looking for his car keys while holding Jimin's arm tight.

"Your snob friend can manage for sure."

Finding his car keys, he tossed it to the valet to fetch his car.

"We'll go back home. And this will be your last time here, understood?" It was a threat, and Jimin just snickered.

Who does he think he is?

"If you're too damn concerned, forget it! I don't need it. I don't need you to worry about my decisions!"

"Unfortunately, your decisions tonight are pretty darn shit. So I suggest you hop in my car, before I make you."

The valet returned with his car, Jungkook opening the door of the the passenger.

"In."

"No."

"One more time I tell you, I am going to throw you into the passenger seat whether you like it or not." Jimin flinched with his domineering tone, and somehow felt that Jungkook isn't joking around anymore.

With that body, he had all the capacity to carry him anywhere.

"Fine." Jimin placed himself into the passenger seat willingly this time, Jungkook leaning in that made the blonde's heart race.

"H-hey—!"

"Hush." Jungkook buckled the seat belt on him, the close proximity making Jimin nervous.

It wasn't that long, yet teasingly Jungkook leaned in to him breathing softly into his lips.

"You muttered the wrong name earlier, by the way." With a teasing smirk he blew hot air into Jimin's lips before parting away, leaving the poor boy breathless in his seat.

Jungkook shut the passenger door and went to the driver's seat, hitting the pedal as they left on top speed.

"You can't just do that in public!" Jimin whined, still on about the stunt Jungkook pulled from pulling him away in the club down to the 'almost' kiss they share in the parking space.

"You started it. You could have been put in danger by your adventurous hopping."

"The only danger around me is you."

"We'll see about that."

They reached the house easily, Jungkook parking his car outside hastily. He dragged Jimin inside with him upstairs,  then to Jimin's room locking it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Jungkook crashed their lips together, pushing Jimin down his bed.

"I don't think I'm the danger around you," Jungkook's thumb traced Jimin's bottom lip. Jimin held his breath, his tongue unconsciously swiping through Jungkook's finger.

"You are. You are the danger to me, Park Jimin. You drive me crazy."