Jimin sighed as he pushed open the heavy door. This night had been his later shift so he had to stay until closing. It was a bit chilly and he shivered at the cold wind hitting his skin.

The sweat from dancing was making him colder. His shirt was sticking to his skin and he hugged himself trying to get some heat.

After taking out his keys, he unlocked his car triggering the lights to come on. He put his bag on the back seat and closed the door behind. When he was about to open the front door, a hand on the shoulder startled him.

He gasped loudly and his heart thumped fast. The seventy two hours have passed. Yoongi still hadn't shown up, but he eventually will. He'd be lying if he said that he hadn't been so anxious over this.

"Oh, hey." Jimin said realizing it wasn't Yoongi or any other of Taehyung's guards. His heart slowed down and he suddenly felt much better.

It was one of the guys he occasionally had one night stands with. He didn't get paid to do that. The guy was just hot and a distraction.

"Hey, why haven't you been answering my texts?"

"I've been busy." Trying to decide whether I want to be with a drug lord for a year or not. Deciding had been a very hard process. Over the last three days his mind had just circled over and over.

At times accepting Taehyung's offered seemed like a great idea. At other times accepting seemed like a stupid reckless idea. Or maybe it was the fact that he was betraying his only friend.

"Come on. Too busy for me?" He smirked getting closer. He placed his hand on Jimin's waist and brought him closer.

"Yes. Even for you. I'm a busy man." He replied with a smirk.

"Come on, Jimin. Lee's go to my place."

Jimin slowly pushed him off and shook his head no. Being here in the bar parking lot with another man was not a smart idea. Not when Yoongi could just appear out of nowhere.

"Nah. I'm not in the mood for it. I'm tired and need sleep. I've been working everyday."

"It'll be quick."

Jimin almost laughed at his comment. Yeah, it would be. He was attractive and very well packaged, but his sex game was weak. He didn't take time to please him in any way. A few messy thrusts and it was over. If he was honest, he wasn't quite sure why he kept sleeping with him.

"No. I'm okay. I'll call you later." In a year.

He turned around to open the door and the guy closed it shut. "Come on, Jimin." He whispered against his ear. His body was pressed tightly behind him and he could feel his manhood erect.

Jimin chuckled and shook his head no. "I told you. I have to pass. I'm trying to get some sleep. You should too. It's late as hell."

"It'll be a quickie." He said pecking behind his neck.

Jimin tried to get him off him, but was unsuccessful. Instead, the man kept pushing like that would change his mind. "No, I'm honestly not in the mood." He re-stated this time adding more force to push him away.

He sighed loudly as Jimin turned to face him. "It's really annoying for you to keep pushing me into doing it. I told you I don't feel like it and I'm not in the mood."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know a whore could get tired of sex."

"Okay, fuck you asshole. Just because I enjoy sex with you doesn't mean I want to have it all the time. Just because I like having sex does not mean I want to get fucked all the time. You're full of shit."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. That comment was uncalled for. I'm just very horny and I don't know what I'm even saying."

"Yeah. It really was uncalled for. You should go take care of that issue then and leave me alone." He said angry.

The man stepped closer with a slight pout, "I'm sorry." He repeated leaning closer. He pulled Jimin in for a hug, but he was no longer feeling in flirty mood.

Jimin was angry and very annoyed. Not to mention super sleepy. He didn't want him to hug him or touch him.

"Okay, get off me now. You're forgiven."

"Come on just one—" he continued trying to kiss him and hold his hips like that would change his mind.

"No! I said get the fuck off me!" He screamed pushing him off.

The man was once again trying to come close, but before he could punch him another figure came from behind grabbing the man.

It was Yoongi.

"What the—?"

Without hesitation, Yoongi punched him twice knocking him to the ground.  "He said get the fuck off him." He repeated sternly.

The man spit out blood and struggled to get up. When he was knocked out he hit his head making him a bit dizzy.

He was furious for the fact that Jimin wouldn't sleep with him. Furious at this man for showing up uninvited and for punching him. Then, he noticed the gun on his waist and a bit of panic fell over him.

"So you think you're so tough huh? Just because you have a gun."

"I don't need a gun to beat you." He replied calmly.

"Yeah? Then why don't you fuck—"

Yoongi blocked his punch and kicked him in the gut. He then grabbed him by the hair lifting up his bloody face. "If I were you I'd get the fuck out of here before I finish breaking your pretty nose."

The man didn't fight it. He had thought about standing up, but it wouldn't do him no good. He stumbled across the parking lot making his way to the car. Jimin remained beside Yoongi a bit shaken at what had happened.

"I had it under control. I don't need your protection." He said, but his breathing was unsteady and his knees trembling a bit.

Jimin was very strong. However his fuck buddy was even stronger. He lifted weights and was much taller than himself. It was quite the shock that Yoongi took him down when he was around the same height and weight as himself.

"Your seventy two hours are up." He stated completely ignoring his previous comment.

Jimin kept trying to stabilize his breath. If Yoongi hadn't showed up, would he have been able to fight him off? Probably not.

Yoongi kept looking at him waiting for an answer. He ignored the fact that Jimin was still scared. At least that's what his expression said. He wasn't phased by it at all. There was nothing but emptiness in his iris.

"Park, what's the decision?"

•••

"I thought you were gone." Jungkook said looking up from his phone.

"Well, I thought you were gone." He said leaning against the door.

"Yeah. I'm about to leave. Just finished cleaning up. You know I hate that stupid cleaning schedule. I kept looking at my phone to keep me awake. Next week is your week though."

"About that,"

"No way. I'm not switching with you." Jungkook chuckled.

"I'm leaving."

"Okay that's fine. I'll see you tomorrow." He replied a bit confused.

"No, I'm leaving for real." He repeated quieter.

"What? Where?"

"I don't know. Wherever my car takes me. I'm sick of this city and town. I need to get away and explore. I don't want to be here forever."

"Wow," he said surprised. "I—I didn't think you'd leave anytime soon. You hadn't mentioned it before. Is this a joke."

"No. Not a joke.  I just decided today. Like thirty minutes ago." He laughed quietly.

He had made up his mind due to the fight in the parking lot. He was tired of dealing with horny men that didn't respect his decision.

So what if he liked sex? What if he was a prostitute? Did not deserve to make more money? If Taehyung was paying him for sex then so be it. He would only have sex with him and no one else.

He didn't have to deal with the shitty bar and the bruises all over his body from the pole. No more letting men in for a few hundred bills. No, he deserved more for giving his body. For enduring the physical and mental strain.

He deserved it.

He fucking deserved it.

"I...I truly wish you well. I want to leave this place too. Maybe someday I will." He smiled sadly. It's not that he wasn't happy for him. He truly was, bur Jimin was his only friend in this shitty place.

Without him, what would he do? Could he really endure this place without Jimin here? The thought made him sick.

Jimin leaned in and pulled him in for a hug. Jungkook stiffened a bit at the action. They talked on the regular, but never had actual physical contact like this. In the end, he returned the hug.

This only overwhelmed Jimin with more guilt. He kept pulling Jungkook closer and he had to swallow his emotions in. Once again, stubbornness overtook him. He closed his eyes briefly shutting down the guilty thoughts.

Then he knew for a fact that was a malicious man. Like Taehyung had said, some people were just meant to be evil.