Taehyung POV

"Come on Taehyung!"

"No..." I grumbled, turning over in my bed. I didn't want to move.

Just let me wallow in self misery Park fucking Jimin. I thought as he kept pulling on me.

"You promised you'd go clubbing with me!" He whined.

"Fuck off." I groaned again, burying my face into the pillow. Jimin gasped, sounding offended.

And all of a sudden I was on the floor.

I moaned in pain.

"Kim motherfucking Taehyung, get the hell up!" Jimin yelled.

"I'm up!" I shot up from the floor. I sighed, rubbing my eyes and then running a hand through my hair. "Why did I even give you a key to my place?"

"Because I'm the only friend you have?"

"Not true."

"Oh, are you counting all the people I've kicked out of your place? Like the chick this morning?"

"Well, I mean, yes?"

"What was her name?"

"Felicia?"

"It was Mina." Jimin shook his head. "Honestly, some day I hope you wake up in some chicks room with her angry boyfriend above you with a bat. Maybe then you'll get some sense knocked into you."

"Wow, way to be a supportive friend, Jimin." I walked to my closet and grabbed a shirt. "And aren't you the one taking me out tonight? Isn't that just asking for a hookup?"

"Shut the hell up." Jimin muttered. I chuckled and grabbed a leather jacket, some ripped jeans and a bandana. "Someone's looking to top tonight."

"And you're always looking to bottom."

"Why am I your friend?"

"Because I'm amazing?"

"I hate you sometimes."

"I love you, too."

"Just...come on." I shrugged and followed him out. He drove us to the club.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"You have so little faith in me."

"Like you said. Going clubbing is just asking for a hook up. You want to drive home with me and the guy I pick up tonight?"

"Yeah, Okay, bye Jimin." I said, heading straight for the bar. I looked around, but no one really caught my eye.

"Strongest you've got." I told the bartender. She smirked at me and walked away. I eyed her up and down as she handed me my drink, taking a sip.

"Free of charge if you stick 'round hun." She said seductively.

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow. "How kind of you, miss." I replied, my voice low. I saw her throat move as she gulped, and when I looked down, I saw her thighs squeeze together ever so slightly. I smirked, letting my eyes trail slowly over her body.

Then I rested my gaze on her lips.

I licked mine slowly and I knew I had her.

"What time do you get off, doll?" I asked lowly.

"Anytime you want." She replied immediately.

"Mhmm...wouldn't want you to get in trouble, doll. I'll wait."

"Really?"

"Wouldn't pass up a pretty thing like you, now would I?" She blushed and nodded, turning back to her job.

I continued to sip on my drink, turning and looking out on the dance floor.

I spotted Jimin grinding up against a man, who was obviously already very drunk.

"You alone?" I looked over and saw a man. He was hot, I'd give him that.

"I already made tonight's catch. Sorry." I said.

"The bartender?" The man glanced at the woman. "I could do better."

"I'm not in the mood, tonight." I answered truthfully. I looked him up and down. He screamed dom. "Maybe another time."

"You sure?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm here every night." I said, smiling. "Come by tomorrow and we'll see."

"Well, it isn't a no." He said.

"No, it's not."

"Well, mind if I join you for a drink at least?"

"Be my guest."

"Hoseok."

"Taehyung." He smiled at me.

"You come here often, then?"

"That is a horrible pick up line, dude. I hope you never use it." He laughed.

"No, not usually."

"I come every night. Just looking for some fun."

"Fun? You're the one night stand type of guy, huh?"

"Please tell me you aren't looking for anything long lasting."

"Not into commitments?"

"Too many failed commitments."

"I see." Hoseok glanced behind him, and his eyes caught on something. I turned as well, to look at what he was staring at. "Huh. I see he's found one."

"Who?"

"Yoongi. He's been needing to loosen up for awhile, and apparently I haven't been doing a great job at helping him unwind. I think he needs a sub."

"Switch?"

"Yeah."

"Hey." I turned at the female voice. The bartender stood there shyly, a coat and purse in her hands.

"Ah, you ready to go?" She nodded. I turned back to Hoseok. "Nice meeting you. See you tomorrow?"

"Maybe not."

"Shame." I shrugged and wrapped an arm around the bartender's waist, guiding her out.

We took it to her place. As soon as she opened her apartment door, I had her pinned against the wall, my lips pressed against hers. She moaned underneath me, the sounds sweet and enchanting.

Looks like I found a good catch for the night.

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"The fuck are you?" I sat up slowly, blinking lazily in the morning lights.

"B-babe!?!?"

"Oh...so you weren't single?" I asked. I got up off the bed and dressed. "Shame. I woulda hit you up again."

"You son of a bitch-" I walked up to the boyfriend.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I said, smirking. "Let me know if you ever wanna have a go. I'd bend over anytime for that." I looked down and winked, causing him to stumbled back in shock.

That was a good tactic for me.

I simply walked out while I still could. Because I didn't really feel like getting my ass beat today.