"You look angrier," Namjoon said, handing Jin a large glass of beer. "Who shit in your shoes?"

Jin had thought it would rain, but luckily it hadn't, or his mood would have been worse off, because he could never function well in the rain.

He shook his head, waving Namjoon off. "I'm ok." He took a long swig of his drink, feeling an instant calm wash through him. Alcohol solved everything. "This is nice."

Namjoon smiled. "It's the good stuff," he said, pulling a rag from his shoulder and wiping down the bar counter before returning the rag to his shoulder. "You're here alone today."

"I guess. Jimin has some kind of content to create and has to meet the deadline. Taehyung was supposed to come with me, but he texted me last minute that Jimin needed his help. Although, they've been acting weird," he said, realizing his friends might be in a relationship.

"You think they're dating?"

Jin shrugged. "Taehyung has a thing for Jimin, so possibly. Maybe. I don't know." He brought the cup of heaven to his lips once more and took another long swig. "I want more of this."

"Coming right up," Namjoon said, topping Jin's half-filled cup. "Someone checking you out. 3'0 clock."

Jin took Namjoon's hint and subtly looked and truly, a pretty lady was giving him the eyes, talking with her friends and giggling adorably. She was more than attractive but Jin was a such a sour mood to indulge.

Slowly, he looked away and cradled his glass. A small laugh of disbelief left his lips. "Jungkook called me a gigolo."

Namjoon burst into a fit of laughter. "What? Why? What'd you do?"

Jin shrugged. "You know, sometimes he talks out of his ass," Jin said. "I mean, how did he even come to that conclusion? Me? A gigolo? Do I look like a gigolo? What do they even look like?"

"He was clearly trying to get under your skin and he successfully did," Namjoon said.

Jin ran his fingers through his brown hair, the calm that had earlier found him evaporating like vapor. He was suddenly filled with a feeling of frustration and exhaustion.

"He didn't get to me," he said stubbornly, denying the obvious. "I'm just not in the mood."

Namjoon let out a chuckle. "If you say so. But remember, you have to leave by 7. You're still very much under aged."

Jin nodded. "I'm 18, which is legal, but whatever." He checked the time on his smart watch and saw he still had about 45 minutes before he had to leave. "I'll just take a couple more drinks and head out."

"I hope you're not planning to get wasted tonight?" Namjoon asked, leaning on his elbows against the counter. "You should be at home studying. Not here, doing adult stuff."

"Adult stuff?" Jin gestured towards the glass in front of him. "This is adult stuff?"

"No." Namjoon gestured around him at the club that was still scarcely filled. It was still early so the place was barely active, which was the only reason he was indulging Jin. But once it was 7, Namjoon never failed to send Jin away. "This is adult stuff."

"Whatever you say," Jin said, gulping the entirety of his mug and standing to his feet. "I need to pee. When I return I need that glass full and at the point of overflowing."

"Okay, Jack Sparrow."

Jin made his way to the bathroom at the back of the bar. It was dimly lit with a red bulb. As he stood in front of the urinary, ready to let loose and head back for more reasons to visit the disgusting place again, he felt a presence next to him.

Usually, it never irked him when someone stood next to him to do their business, they were all men and it was a normal thing for the place to be packed for anyone to skip a stall. But he felt a body brush against his side and opened his eyes.

Before he saw the person, he already perceived the soft feminine cologne but he was still very shocked to find a girl staring at him, her eyes narrowed in a lusty, sultry way. It was the same girl from the bar.

"Do you mind?" He asked, wondering what gave her the mighty guts.

She smirked, running her tongue over her lipstick-stained lips. "Need a hand?"

"Because mine stopped working?" He pushed his shoulder against her lightly, pushing her away from him. "Leave."

Instead of leaving, she leaned on her tippy toes and looked in the direction of his groin. Irritation whirled through him. "Really? A perv?"

"I'm not a perv, I just find you very attractive," she said, in a casual tone. "Besides, women can't be perverts.

"If you say that one more time-" Jin took in a sharp breath and shut his eyes, praying to God for strength. He'd heard of girls like this but never really thought he'd encounter one. "Get out."

She leaned on one leg, hips jutting out. She twirled some loose strands of straight black hair around her finger. "You don't find me-"

"Get the fuck out of here so I can piss in peace!"

"Feisty, I like-"

Jin groaned, shoving his private area back into his pants, and without washing his hand because she deserved it, he grabbed her by the arm, making sure his fingers dug into her flesh and dragged her out of the bathroom, through the bar and shoved her on her ass outside the building, with her yelling and smacking him.

"If I ever see you-"

"What is your problem, you fucking-"

"I SAID!" Jin yelled in her face, making her flinch in fear. "If I ever see you here again, you'll leave in the backseat of a police car, I promise you!"

Without listening for whatever stupid response she had to give, he turned on his feet, walked back through the bar-ignoring Namjoon who was calling after him in confusion-and went to finish his piss.

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A/n: Chapter Four will be uploaded next week. In the mean time, please vote and comment what you think 🥰❤️