After some more driving and jamming (apparently Jimin DOES have jams), we pull up to a building, Jimin parking the car.

He gets out and comes to the other side of the car, opening the door for me. "Such a gentleman." I smile. "Of course. Beautiful ladies like you deserve it. Shall we?"

He holds his arm out to me. "We shall." I smile and loop my arm around his. We walk straight into the entrance, pissing off the people that look like they've been waiting in line for awhile.

That's what happens when you're hanging out with Park Jimin. As soon as we step foot into the place, I look around in awe.

It's a club, with a stage, a DJ booth, and a bar. Mostly everyone is dancing. This is my kinda life. The nightlife. If there's one thing I know, it's that I LOVE getting lit. It's just in my personality. I get lit with or without music.

"Give It to Me" by Agust D, or should I say Suga, is playing. "A club that plays K-Pop? Dooooope." I say, more to myself than to Jimin.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice," He turns his head to look down at me. "You want a drink?" "Sorry, I don't drink." "That doesn't mean you can't have a drink." He smiles.

Eh, what's the harm? "Sure, I'll have a drink." He takes my hand in his and leads the way to the bar, bobbing and weaving through the crowd.
When we arrive at the bar, the bartender smiles at Jimin. "Jimiiiin, how you doin', Bud?" He says, his body leaning foward, hands resting on the counter.

Jimin smiles as he replies. "I'm doing great, Russ." Russ turns his attention to me. "And who is this lovely lady here? Is she single?" He says with a charming, bright white smile.

"Yes, but she's occupied for tonight." Jimin smiles. "Aah, what a shame," He says playfully. "What can I getcha tonight?" Jimin looks down at me.

"What would you like, Baby?" To take you to the bathroom and fuck the shit out of you. "I'll have a Coke, please." He turns his attention to Russ.

"That'll be two Cokes." "Comin' right up." Russ says and starts doing his thing. "Do you wanna sit?" Jimin asks me shyly. "Sure."

We sit on the stools next to each other. Jimin looks down at the counter and bites his lip, fiddling with something.

"Jimin, why are you shy around me?" I ask him in pure curiosity. He looks at me and stops fiddling. "Well, I don't really do this kinda thing, and you seem like a really cool girl. I've kinda always been shy when it comes to girls, especially beautiful girls like you." He blushes.

I blush, too. "Thanks for the compliment. But anyway, you're Park freakin' Jimin. If anyone should be shy, it's me, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't."

A smile slowly creeps onto his face. A clink sound fills our ears and we turn our attention to our drinks. Russ smiles before walking away to tend to other customers.

We take a sip and put our drinks down, his hand clutched around his glass. We look at each other as we talk. "Well, I would love to get to know you more." "Ok. Where do you wanna start?"