"This..... Is a gay club?"

Jaws were dropped, eyes widen and by far a boost of adrenaline has been flared as the six individuals stand by the entrance of the club - which is in a very secluded area that even goes down a flight of stairs.

Who knows how Minho found this place since it was literally deep in an alleyway, but now being here they're left taken back.

The club itself is not that different from the other club they went to: dance floor filled with people, Afro music instead of kpop blasting the speakers, a bar a bit off the center of the club with glowing neon lights, two stages: one where the DJ is while the other was just of random people dancing on it with a couch and the host.

Now what's different than your regular straight club is the obvious: Lots of people mixing within each other no matter the sexuality and gender. Everyone is having fun with each other while not caring about that. There's also dancers of the club, either dressed in drag or very revealing clothes that made Jimin not regret wearing his other option for tonight for that same reason.

The dancers themselves are coated in glitter, wearing only a thong while having designs on their bodies in creepy aesthetics, their smiles not once leaving their faces as they dance with those on the stage, but clearly the spotlight is on them dancing to the music.

Everything about this place would make any religious person turn around immediately while praying for forgiveness, that is if homosexuality is against their book.

If it is, this place is sin itself.

"So..... Remember how I said I might be gay?" Taemin suddenly says, a clear flustered and obviously intimidated expression costing his entire face, "I mean still may be but..... Wow, I thought I was open. This make me feel shy."

A whole wave of agreement spread between them, until Minho suddenly approached them with a tray from within the crowd.

He disappeared off to the bar to get them drinks, clearly hyped up by the energy here, and returned with six shot glasses and a glass of -

"Is that Pineapple juice?"

Minho smiles to Ariana's reaction when she took a sip of the beverage, "Well of course, can't feed baby moonlight some alcohol."

Ariana blinks to his words and blushes a little because Minho has this very..... Intimate stare when he shows his caring and protective side.

It makes anyone get flustered.

Everyone else got a shot glass, Jeongguk looking at it more reluctantly since - obviously - he knows how he gets when he's drink.

It's just one shot glass, he'll be fine.

"Let's enjoy Halloween!"

And so the seven cheers to that, clasping their beverages and taking down the shot. Jimin, Taemin and Minho finished within seconds, meanwhile Taehyung took it calmly while Woosung clear had to adjust, and Jeongguk took his sweet time before they all finished.

Then the party started.

In this club tonight, unlike the one they went to, also has a vast diversity of people; Latino/as, Brazilians, Africans, those from the Caribbean's, everywhere.

And for once since they all got here, to South Korea, they felt a piece of home has been reunited with them.

Especially with the people they are around.

With a man in the dance floor, Minho got beyond excited when he spoke in Afrikaans and Zulu, the two immediately getting into the vibe of the music to how they would dance it in their native land.

By the bar, where Taehyung went to leave his glass, he met a girl from Belgium - who also spoke French. She was talking on the phone and Taehyung immediately began to happily join in a conversation with her once she was done, clearly seeing how enthusiastic she was by someone also speaking French to her.

On the way to the bathroom, Jeongguk overheard these group of guys speaking in Japanese to the corner and he was suddenly enchanted into a conversation with them in a matter of seconds - immediately feeling welcomed by them.

From the stage, Jimin met a couple, one man from Cape Verde and the other from Brazil, the two speaking a mix of Portuguese and Creole, and Jimin was immediately bussing it down dancing with them while they spoke in their native tongue.

Along side the DJ area, Taemin overheard this group of both men and women giving suggestions of music to the DJ, and it didn't take long for Taemin to register and strike in his crowd from his island as they all basically screamed at each other over the music.

Meanwhile Ariana and Woosung were by the side, and having a transgender woman with a cis man come up to them after overhearing them speaking in English, immediately getting into a conversation with them.

The separation only lasted momentarily though, and it was what they needed in order to let themselves loose by being in a space where they all felt equal and loved.

And not so much like an outcast.

Meeting by the center, everyone was much looser and hyped up than before, dancing to the music even though most didn't know how to dance it.

So Minho had to demonstrate.

And luckily for him, Jimin knew how to dance it by how similar their music are with each other.

A slow grind type of music, well to what the song is playing at the moment.

Taking Jimin's hand and flirtatiously spinning him towards himself, Minho grins to his face as Jimin smiles back - slightly scrunching his nose to give the whole kitten effect of his costume.

"Can you keep up?"

Jimin perks an eyebrow, grinning down to how Minho's hips moved to the music, and he followed his lead while he pressed against him.

"Try me."

Minho grins wider and places his hands to Jimin's hips, moving his own against his to the beat of the music and was satisfied when Jimin moved to the same rhythm as him - all the while adding his own hip movements to go with the beat.

With a smirk, Jimin takes Minho's hand and he slowly spins, dancing back against him and continues to move his hips to the beat.

Gently like the song, Minho moves his body against Jimin's movements, placing a hand to his spine and gentle guides him to bend more, eyes looking down to his butt grinding against his pelvis with the music. The whole attire Jimin is wearing really captures his movements well, even the perfect arch of his back and the small squeeze of his waist.

Beautiful.

Absolutely stunning.

By the time the song ended, Jimin turns around to face Minho again, the two holding onto a prideful smile on their lips to their job well done. Their dearest friends were all hollering and clearly hyping it up, especially Ariana.

They did well after all.

Too well.

Jimin smiles quirky to Minho, "How was that hm?"

Minho is staring at Jimin with so much adoration in his gaze, caressing his cheek softly while breathing in the beauty of his face with the long blonde hair and make up.

"Beautiful," He says, breathless, making a little light twinkle in Jimin's eyes, "My beautiful, beautiful, Jimin. My Isingane."

Jimin is blushing hard now, "Isingane? What does that mean?"

Minho smiles and looks down to his lips, being bold enough to press a warm peck against it ever so slowly and gentle. Jimin shivered to such delicacy, left in a sudden daze when Minho pulled away, still smiling in awe at Jimin.

"I hope that answers your question."

And Jimin smiles sheepishly, nodding slowly.

By now everyone seemed to have gotten into the beat of the music now, precisely when it began to shoot up to a very upbeat rhythm.

This is the first time Ariana has ever been to a scene kinda like this, and the adrenaline of it had her spiking up in a thrilling and hyped up energy.

This is the happiest she has been in a while.

And the safest.

She really did feel like she was safe with the roomies.

Until she suddenly felt someone coming in behind her, dancing with her slowly.

Eyes widen and cheeks blushing vividly, for a second she thought it was a man and was ready to swing hands, but when she casts a glance she saw it was a girl.

A very.... Beautiful girl may she add.

She slightly more taller than Ariana, wearing joggers with a tank top and arms decorated with beautiful nature tattoos. Her skin is a beautifully glistening under the lights, with wide eyes and a perfect smile when she met Ariana's gaze, followed by gorgeous endless braids on her long black hair.

Stunning.

She so beautiful, like some goddess.

Ariana was so in awe by her that for a second she forgot how to dance, but the girl guided her with her hands to her hips, softly swaying her to the music.

Never have Ariana ever been hit on by a girl, so best believe her heart is thrusting out of her chest right now by how overwhelmed yet touched she feels right now.

So she danced with her, letting herself grow more and more loose.

The roomies definitely did not turn a blind eye to this, especially Taemin. This fucker took out his phone and even recorded this as memory to have it historically present of Ariana's possible gay awakening coming soon.

Everyone completely hyped her up, making her feel a bit embarrassed but the girl gave her a warm hug from behind to ease it down.

Now that made her heart melt.

That's so fucking sweet.

Looking at Woosung now with a pout mixed with a smile, Woosung only gives her an enthusiastic thumbs up as he motivated the rest to mind their business and continue to dance.

The ambient seemed to have grown more and more crowded, the music really guiding everyone to let loose and enjoy this night. It's entertaining to see everyone with their costumes, very creative costumes to be specific, and how they all managed to pull it off very well.

Maybe it's that, or it's just their excitement by being here that really enhances it.

Everyone looked happy.

Simply happy.

Taemin was in the midst of the dancing contently with the music until he felt a pressure on his butt. He didn't even question it, smiling smugly as he dances against it much more cheekily and cranes his head back to see a girl laughing as she dances her butt against his.

Teasing her, Taemin drops it lower, hands on the ground as he moves. She's crackling up now in laughter, but copies Taemin with hands to the ground as she continues with her rhythm.

By now Taemin is even laughing with her, standing up right and turns around, just as she did too and offers a hug. The girl with beautiful brown dreads beams at him, hugging him back warmly.

"What's your name?"

She looked a bit confused when he spoke Korean, "Sorry, don't understand."

She spoke Spanish.

Taemin literally saw the sun flash before his eyes, taking in how this woman is dressed as a literal angel with a septum piercing. She's small in height but has this clear mature aura about her.

And so, he beams, "I speak Spanish! Dominican!"

The girl's face immediately glowed, squealing, "Jamaican and Cuban!"

The two immediately began to squeal with each other, hands interlaced together excitedly as they bounce between their feet.

Jeongguk, who is right beside this interaction, gives them a side eye with a twitching smile. It's always amusing to see Taemin be a social butterfly to people, especially to those who he feels comfortable with, and it's sincerely not hard to get along with him.

He is so talkative, and loves making people feel good about themselves.

It's such a Taemin thing.

"Izuku! More shots!"

That's when Jeongguk's smile dropped the second a shot glass was pushed to his hands, the liquid staring up at him now.

Well.... He only had one glass.

Another one wouldn't be so bad right?

Jeongguk bows his head, eyes closed while shaking his head.

Who is he kidding? This is definitely not going to be his last shot.

Well, Happy Halloween.

Taking the risk, Jeongguk swings the shots glass down his throat, nearly gagging to the acidic taste on his tongue and throat. A hand is on his shoulder, and after his whole face twists in disgust he looks to the side to see Woosung with him taking the shot glass.

This man probably hates alcohol more than any of the six of them combined, but like hell was he going to let Jeongguk drink that down alone.

"Hell yeah!" Minho hollers, swallowing one down like a pro, "Let's turn it up!"

Seems as though the more time passed, the more filled with people this place got. The music got wilder, the lights were hectic, and everyone was far gone into the ambient by now.

Feeling this sensation of freedom to let their bodies move and dance, for as much as they want it to.

Freely.

Within the time, Ariana was eventually guided in a somewhat circle between the boys, mainly because there's people going a bit too crazy and pushing through the crowd, so for nothing can happen to her and Moonlight, she's guarded by the middle from the possibility of anyone touching her.

Well, she could dance with people if she wanted to, but they got to approach her first.

They're not about to risk it with her on her own with this crowd.

Not like she minded it; she had fun dancing with the roomies as it is and watching them dance too.

Definitely is a lot of fun watching while being sober, could tell you that.

Especially the eyes of everyone when Jimin suddenly held onto the gates of the stage with a hand and began to throw it back with his sensual movements. Automatically all gazes were on him, and Taemin with a cheeky grin was about to go dance with him.

Until of fucking course, something happened.

And that something being a man coming in the way, right behind him, whispering to something against his ear. Taemin's lips ajar, watching as Jimin grins while tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear and began to grind back against the man's pelvis. He was grinning down at him, placing a hand to the base of his spine, moving fluidly to his movements.

Ariana was so unaware of the sharp eyes on him, especially from Taemin as he watches this with a firm stare and a purse of his lips.

And it doesn't help that the man is fucking handsome and manly as hell.

Tall, muscular as fuck - far more than Minho and Jeongguk combined - and with the prettiest dimpled smile Taemin has ever seen. He has an attractive afro filled with wet curls and a few beads, and one of them was of the Nigerian flag.

One look from him would have anyone dropping in submission automatically, shit maybe even Minho, and that's the power of his smile alone.

His smile makes anyone weak to their knees just by how perfect it is.

He was dressed up as what appears to be in a suit, all black, even the shirt inside, but with rings around his fingers.

Mafia lord maybe?

A detective?

Who knows, but the suit sure fit him well - far too well.

Jimin suddenly placed a foot by the gates, smirk as he moves to the beat of the song.

Minho's entire face was twitching by the point, feeling this nerving sensation in his body by how good this man dances with Jimin - knowing how to control his hips and follow his rhythm to keep up.

It was aggravating.

Mainly because he's a man.

They haven't danced like that before with a man since they've met, that's what is twitching their minds.

They only danced like that with each other.

Now it felt like a boundary was being crossed, that they don't have to be just intimate with each other.

But with anyone they pleased.

Anyone.

It felt unsettling, mostly to Taehyung.

After a long, very fucking long song, the music changed - finally and Jimin turns around, smiling sheepishly to the man, who only gives him a shy smile in return.

Thinking he was going to leave, Taemin cracks his neck and prepares to approach Jimin - but he stops.

And it was because of how the man leaned to Jimin's lips, the two clasping their mouths together.

As weird as it is, Woosung was the first to feel his world shatter right before his eyes.

They were never this.... Cozy with other men since they met. It was always with each other, that's it. Sure, Minho himself may have grown closer to his classmate Kibum but it never got to this point.

Not like this.

And they don't know how to feel about it.

This just opened a door before their eyes, demonstrating that this figuring shit out isn't just about personal business, but also with other people.

Especially men.

Yet no matter how much they tried to engrave that into their heads, here they are.

And they are feeling far too much.

Jeongguk couldn't hold himself back, going right up to the pair and yanking the man off Jimin's body.

He didn't even let the man say anything, only drags Jimin by the arm through the suffocating crowd until they reached the bathroom. The rest of the roommates were chasing after them, more so with Woosung dragging Taemin - who was lip locking with a random guy that came up to him - until they all were in and Jeongguk locked the door behind them.

And he turns to Jimin, glaring at him through the light purple of the neon lights.

"The fuck is your problem?"

Jimin faces twists, confused now, "Problem with what?"

"You seriously just started making out with that random guy! What the fuck!"

Taehyung is in between them, making sure the two are a distance away because Jeongguk sure was making moves, striding ahead towards him.

Now Jimin looked more dumbfounded, "Oh but Taemin was making out with a random guy too, but when I do it, it's a fucking problem?"

Now this had the rest of the roommates snapping their heads to him - clearly not have noticed except for Woosung and Jimin of Taemin's activities while all eyes were on him.

And Taehyung's face evidently falls to this, just like his heart.

Slowly replacing it with anger.

A flaming anger.

"You're such a fucking cunt, you know that-"

"I'm the cunt?" Taemin gaps, laughing sarcastically to Taehyung's words, "Oh I'm sorry, last time I checked I thought we all agreed we were going to do whatever the fuck we wanted. Or did we not?"

"We did," Woosung agreed, looking around the room a bit awkwardly, "So what seems to be the problem?"

Taemin rolls his eyes and looks at himself from the mirror after striding to stand beside Jimin, adjusting the eyepatch over his eye, "If we're done here, I'd like to go back and -"

Minho this time places his large hand on the glass, glaring down at Taemin with a heavy stare - one that would easily intimidate anyone for a second by how..... Bothered he looks.

Anyone else that not Taemin.

Taemin this time cocks his head to the side, glaring up at him, "Got a problem?"

"I don't like seeing you kissing other men, your or Jimin, or anyone else."

"And I don't like being told what to do," And so Taemin moves beside him, "Now if you excuse me - DUDE!"

Minho shoved him back in front of him with a hand on his shoulder.

This got Taemin pissed.

Very pissed.

Immediately Woosung got in between them when Taemin got up on Minho's face, angrily snarling at him, "Don't you fucking touch me!"

"You were being fucking rude in walking away while we're having a conversation!"

"What? Going to cry now for not doing what you want me to do?" And Taemin boldly slaps his forehead back with his fingers, "Suck that shit up! Don't feel right being touched now, doesn't it?"

Minho had his eyes closed for a good minute, but the second he opened them, even Woosung squeaked back.

This time Jimin got in the way in standing in front of Taemin, with Taehyung immediately on Minho's side with a tug on his shoulder. Jeongguk in the midst of this chaos only leans back against one of the bathroom stalls, closing his eyes to ease the sensation of his head being in the clouds right now.

Feeling funny.

Very funny.

"Guys please! Enough!" Woosung shrieks anxiously, standing between them with hands outstretched after noticing how Minho took a step forward, "You know what, let's leave? Yeah? Please?"

"Hell no!" Taemin argues back, "The fuck? Just because you don't know your boundaries? Fuck that, you guys go ahead."

"Mateo," Taehyung warns him, desperately trying to edge Minho back, "Please-"

"This is the same shit I was talking about!" Taemin abruptly explodes, "You guys want to put restrictions on what I can and cannot do but when you guys do it, that's perfectly fucking okay! We aren't in a relationship! None of us are in one! So let me do whatever the fuck I want!"

"You want to do whatever the fuck you want?" Minho snaps, shoving Taehyung off him, pushing Woosung out of the way and single handedly moved Jimin aside before reaching Taemin - who startled back to the wall, but Minho grabs him by the back of the neck, sneering into his gaze, "Then let's stop wasting time and do whatever the fuck you want to me."

Taemin's whole body froze, lips ajar in shock, no words escaping his lips as his eyes dilated. It's the way Minho's gaze intensifies as he stares at him that has him feeling as though his words are being choked up in his throat.

Those eyes....

Those eyes said everything.

And a presence on its own of complete control.

What a presence...

Woosung is losing his fucking mind by this point, "Guys please, let's stop-"

"Roomies? You in there?"

All eyes darts to the door, immediately remembering Ariana - who they left back there alone.

Shit.

Jeongguk face falls and he quickly goes to the door, unlocking and opening it to see Ariana standing there with a heavy frown.

For a good moment she takes in the scene, looking around to the boys and how Minho let's go of Taemin with an irritated stare, she purses her lips and steps inside, closing the door behind her.

She does not seem amused.

"Alright, what's going on?"

No one said anything, but Jungkook did get to Ariana's side and tugged her arm, "Nothing, let's just go back -"

"Nah fuck that, we aren't going to settle shit like this," And she looks at them a bit more on edge, "Look, clearly I don't know what's going on here and I know it's none of my business, but last time I checked, we are at a club and supposed to have a good time and everyone here is single. So why does everyone look mad?"

No one said anything once again, well, not for long.

Taemin sure had a lot to say.

"Well, I'm so glad you asked," Taemin ventures bitterly, his smile forceful, "I had that same idea too, but it seems like I'm taken on the low or something because all of the sudden, everyone is acting like a possessive boyfriend just because me and Jimin made out with other people-"

Minho was once again gripping Taemin by the collar of his shirt murderously, but this time Jimin aggressively pushes Minho back, standing in the way with a calmingly raging glare.

"Touch him again and I will fucking dismember you, right here, right now."

Minho and Jimin are face to face now, this time having Woosung - again - separating them while squeezing in the middle.

Ariana glances to this altercation and sighs, "Can I talk to Minho, Jeongguk, Taehyung and Woosung alone please. Jimin, Taemin, just step out."

All eyes fall to Ariana as she said this, except for Taemin - who only glares at Minho and placing a hand to the base of Jimin's spine as he guides them out of the bathroom, all the while Jimin tried taking deep breaths to stop feeling so damn annoyed by this situation.

The second they stepped out the door and Ariana closes it behind them, Minho turns to the wall with a fist against it. Taehyung only leans back against the sink with eyes closed. Woosung has his hands clasped behind his neck as he faces the ceiling in stress while Jeongguk remains beside Ariana, a fogged stare still heavy in his eyes.

She doesn't say anything at first, but after a while, she shrugs her shoulders, "So what's up? Gained feelings? Is that it?"

Taehyung snaps his eyes to her, standing upright, "Listen, you don't know what's going on with this entire situation -"

"So you gained feelings," Ariana brushes off, looking at Minho, "Don't have to go to you," And she looks at Jeongguk, who avoids her gaze, "Then there's you," And her eyes falls to Woosung, who looks at her, "And you?"

Woosung remained silent, holding her gaze, making her slowly nod back with her features falling softly, clearing her throat, "So if there's evident feelings going around, why is it so hard for you guys to just talk about it?"

Minho turns to look at her, his face rigid, "I don't have feelings for them, romantic that is. Being protective and wanting what's best for them and having romantic feelings are two entirely different things."

Now this caught Jeongguk's attention, his jaw now tense as he looks at Minho, "Protective? What's best for us - Are you serious saying this to me right now?"

The tension began to escalate in the room, especially when Jeongguk took a darking step towards Minho - who evidently looks like he's regretting ever opening his mouth.

"Jeongguk, it's not like that -"

"We fucking had sex," Jeongguk angrily bellows, making Woosung's breath slightly choke in his throat, "You took my fucking virginity and now you're telling me - So was that just nothing to you? You didn't feel anything?"

Minho is very much panicking right now, knowing he fucked up really bad, but he tried to keep calm of himself and the situation, his attention only focused on Jeongguk, "Listen, I did feel something okay? I wouldn't have done it if I didn't feel something."

"But not romantically right?"

Ariana picks on her nails as this happens, sighing heavily under his breath again as the music from the club blares off in the background.

No doubt once they get out of this bathroom, another drink later, they'll forget about this for the remainder for what night.

As if it didn't happen.

They're way too fucked up with their emotional instability and the alcohol to have this clear conversation right now.

That clearly was obvious when Jeongguk nods to himself and walks away, moving past Ariana and out the bathroom. Minho grunts under his breath in irritation, punching the wall yet again before chasing after Jeongguk to explain himself.

Leaving Woosung and Taehyung behind with Ariana looking to where the other two ran off before looking back to the other two, "I'm assuming you're the only two without issues here."

Woosung and Taehyung glanced at each other, but almost instantly Woosung looked awkwardly away.

Ariana noticed that immediately, humming, "Well, make this quick, I still want to go out there and enjoy the club with everyone."

And so she walked out the door, leaving the two alone.

They were silent, well as silent as the music pushing through was able to give them the privacy.

Up until Taehyung turns around and adjusts the crown on his head to his reflection, frowning, "I didn't know we had issues."

"I.... I didn't either."

Taehyung's eyes flickers to Woosung from the reflection of the mirror, seeing how he's nervously looking around the bathroom. It's clear that something is up - that Taehyung obviously is not aware of, and Woosung was not going to talk about it.

Not now at least.

So Taehyung took out his phone, "Let's take a picture. I like the neon purple lighting here."

Woosung eyes goes to Taehyung, glancing from his phone and his face, hesitating but slowly goes beside to the other side of his phone. Taehyung snaps a few pictures, eyebrows furrowed slightly before grabbing Woosung's arm with his free hand and yanks him to his other side.

A small squeak irks out of Woosung's lips, blushing vividly but the joker make-up clearly covered it up well to supress his surprise. Taehyung wraps his arm over his shoulder, taking a picture but then hums.

"Give me more joker," Taehyung says, "Let out your inner psycho, and I'll be the helpless prince in distress."

Woosung looks at Taehyung now, confused, "I.... I don't think I have an inner psycho."

"Of course you do," And Taehyung glances at him, the golden tear on his eye glistening under the light just like his twinkling smile, "We all do."

Slowly Woosung gulps, his hands fidgeting slightly, "I-I.... I don't know."

"Afraid to show your bad side now?"

"I'm not bad-"

"That day you went up against me because of your anxiety speaks volumes."

"It shouldn't have happened, and it's a defense mechanism."

"And I'm telling you to listen to me."

"Tae-"

"So submissive now aren't we-"

Woosung is close to Taehyung's face now, his gaze darkening with his tatted hand spreading like spiderwebs to Taehyung's cheek, gripping it tightly with a thumb to his lips. Immediately Taehyung shuts up, trying not to smirk to Woosung's domineering gaze fixated on Taehyung's lips, his smile twitching wider and wider to the silence that stretched this smile of his make-up.

Now Woosung chuckles, especially to Taehyung's drugged stared, "That's more like it."

"Is it?"

Woosung beams nodding slowly as he leans to his face, his smirk still wide, "You provoke me too much."

"I know," Taehyung snickers, eyes now flickering to his lips, "I like who you become with a little nudge."

Woosung's thumb on Taehyung's bottom lip caresses the skin slowly, his own stare growing fierce but with hesitation twinkling his orbs.

Taehyung knew what he wanted.

He can see it.

And he's resisting.

A slow smirk twitches Taehyung's mouth, leaning closer to his face now with his forehead pressed against his, "Don't be shy."

Woosung's breath hitches in his throat, just like the thick gulp that slid down slowly as his gaze still intensively remains on Taehyung's lips.

So Taehyung grew closer, lips hovering over his with just barely any centimeters in between them.

"Don't be shy baby."

By now Woosung's heart is pounding like drums in his chest, letting it blast his ears along with the music in the background.

His mind is running with thoughts, far from sobriety, yet despite every impulse in his body screaming at him to risk it all for the prince with the crown.

He didn't.

He only murmurs between them, "My first kiss with you isn't about to be in a bathroom of a club," And he flickers his eyes to his, "If I'm going to kiss you, it's to fuck you the next second."

Taehyung wasn't fazed by this, though it did make his heart skip a beat in his chest.

It thrilled him.

A lot.

His smile widens, hands now to Woosung's jaw with fingers outstretched against the make up, not caring if it stains his delicate hands.

"You're about to be my favorite person," Woosung's grin twitches wider to Taehyung's words, "Shouldn't have made me so intrigued."

"You're telling me."

The two look at each other with mimicked smirks and wild eyes, just as the music shifted in the background.

Tracing out the bathroom and back into the club, Minho yanks Jeongguk by the arm after losing him repeatedly within the crowd in his attempt to search for him.

However Jeongguk only yanks his arm back, turning to glare at Minho's face, "Stay away from me-"

"Please just let me explain-"

"No, fuck you."

Jeongguk goes to walk away, exactly at the same moment when someone suddenly approaches him.

Through his sluggish mind, Jeongguk can briefly remember him from being in that group who spoke Japanese; Tall man, dyed grey hair and the prettiest eyes that flashes this ray of glow in a room.

Cute.

He's really cute.

And Jeongguk caught his eye.

The attention to him did throw him a bit off guard, since he's not really used to getting that attention, but he slowly smiled as the guy began to dance with him-

A hand on Jeongguk's waist from behind snaps his attention, and suddenly he was being tugged back.

Before his eyes he's suddenly spun around, once again facing Minho.

Jeongguk's eye twitches annoyedly but Minho only places a finger on his lips, "Just dance with me."

"I'm still mad at you."

"I know," And Minho now has both hands on his waist, "So get angry."

For a good moment Jeongguk didn't say anything, but Minho proceeded to dance with him to the rhythm of the music. Bit by bit, Jeongguk eased his tense body and closed his eyes, letting out a sigh and just said 'fuck it' in his head and let's it out while dancing.

With Minho smiling softly at him.

Knowing well tomorrow he's going to get an ear full of this situation undoubtedly.

Across the club, in their own world, is Jimin with Taemin and Ariana.

The three have went off to the music, taking turns while dancing with each other. At one point Ariana got between them and just bussed it down with a broad smile on her face.

However at one point she suddenly squeals and detaches herself from the two boys. The two looks off to where she ran off to and sees her suddenly latching onto two new faces that Jimin and Taemin never seen before.

There's the girl, short black hair that appears to be wet and a piercing right on her bottom lip at the center, somehow making the heavy black eyeliner on her eyes stand out. She looks as though she's dressed as some spy or assassin, and somehow that sharp look in her gaze gives that impression very well.

Now the guy has a very different energy. Looks as though he's dressed as some puppet or porcelain doll, especially with the heavy make up on his face and his wild different colors of hair. His outfit is simple, like a little puppet boy, but his smile.

That smile.

A smile that stretched so wide that it reached either end of his face, glowing in happiness upon seeing Ariana.

A pure and genuine happy smile.

It had Guillerme's eye twitching, just as Taemin's gaze couldn't seem to move away from the girl.

"I'm so glad you guys made it!" Ariana beams happily, letting them go, "I thought you guys weren't going to come since I didn't know if you guys were - Oh my bad, these are my friends!"

Ariana suddenly turns to Taemin and Jimin, waving to them, "That's Taemin and Jimin, roomies these are my friends from the other night I hanged out with - Lisa and Ten."

Taemin didn't need to be told twice.

He extends his hand out to Lisa, who politely shook his hand but Taemin softly kisses her knuckles, a teasing smile on his lips, "You can call me Mateo."

Lisa blinks at him, her stare becoming cold so suddenly before she retreats her hand, rolling her eyes, "Sorry babe, won't be so easy."

And with that she walks off to the bar, with Taemin's eyes widening with heart and fire in his gaze and a broad smirk before chasing after her.

"Wait Mi Reyna let me buy you a drink!"

The three remaining stared off to where the two disappeared in the crowd, Jimin rolling his eyes while not being surprised to Taemin's behavior before he turns to look at Ten.

And immediately he felt..... Different.

Guillerme different.

That's not right, he's supposed to feel like Jimin tonight.

"Well, we should have fun right?" The man with the rosy red lips beams, looking at Ariana while taking her hand, "Where are the rest of the roomies you mentioned?"

Ariana grimaces her lips, looking around, "You'll see them eventually. They have things to sort out."

"Things?"

"But in the meantime we have Ji-"

"Guillerme," He corrects her, running his fingers back through his hair as he ties it in a messy pony tail, "You're pretty."

Ten immediately geeked up to the sudden compliment, giggling with his fists to his lips, hiding back his smile with sparkling eyes, "No stop, you're gorgeous! I love the whole cat costume you have going on."

"Thanks," And Guillerme suddenly smirks, "Is this something that catches your eyes?"

Ariana is awkwardly looking between the two now, eyes widen as she quietly takes out her phone, typing fiercely in the Groupchat message with the girlies.

She got to document this.

Ten also expresses how completely blown away he was by the question too, but then he chuckles awkwardly while glancing to Ariana and back to Guillerme, "I um, I love the fit!"

Guillerme narrows his eyes slightly, thinking whether he was a little too bold with himself that got Ten shy or uncomfortable, but before he could say anything, Ten diverts the attention away to Ariana as he beams to the dance floor - while also dragging Jimin along with them.

Somehow they managed to reunite themselves with Minho and Jeongguk, who had drinks in their hands while hollering over the music. At one point Taehyung and Woosung joined in too, and Taemin with Lisa - in which she was attracting all the attention from everyone to dance with her.

And she definitely didn't hesitate in doing so.

Everyone except Taemin, since she still didn't like his cocky attitude.

He didn't care, he was having fun else where with the roomies and Ariana with her cute friend either way.

Ten seemed to not only have caught the attention of every single roomie in the circle, but showed off his versatile beauty as he feels the music with tender facial expressions and fluid gestures.

Especially when he bites his bottom lips with a smile and eyes closed, feeling the beat with every fiber in his body.

Just like Lisa, he caught a lot of attention.

Especially since he knew how to move to the music fairly well.

However, despite gaining a lot of recognition, something glued his focus specifically.

Between the man with the joker make-up and the one with the zombie fit.

He was trying to be discrete about it, obviously, but it didn't work.

Taemin caught it.

Out of everyone, he's not one to be blinded by a desirable stare. It's clear in the way Ten would glance to when Minho would dance with Taehyung, demonstrating his dominating control over him as he moves against Taehyung's body.

And with Woosung and Jeongguk - the man not hiding his overwhelming dominant energy as he danced so close with Jeongguk while not letting him off so easily.

Didn't take long for Jimin to notice this too, putting two and two together on Ten's reaction earlier.

He's attracted to a masculine man.

Someone like Minho and Woosung.

Hm.... Interesting to note.

Before Jimin could think for himself, Taemin was suddenly dancing with Ten, smiling as he says something to him.

Ten looks a bit confused and leans closer to him, making Taemin repeat what he said before he suddenly blushes and nods shyly.

Taemin grins back and waves to Ariana to dance with Ten, all the while Taemin smoothly mixed in with the crowd before dancing behind Minho and leaning to his ear - whispering something.

Minho turns his head towards him, eyes debating before carefully glancing back to Ten and Ariana, studying him momentarily before chuckling and looks at Taemin, nodding.

Jimin watched this entire scene curiously, just as Taemin goes to Jeongguk and Woosung, leaning to Woosung's ear.

Woosung definitely made it more obvious to what was being said, looking completely to Ten but Taemin smacks his chest, not to make it obvious. Woosung shrugs after a moment, saying something back.

Taemin was beaming like a fucking Cupid as he flutters within the crowd, but this time Jimin snatched him before he got to Ten.

"What are you doing?"

Innocently Taemin smiles, shrugging, "Helping the bestie out."

"Bestie?"

"He's so cute isn't he?" Taemin gushes, "If we all settled our shit, I don't think one dance will hurt."

"Taemin-"

"I thought we weren't strings attached," Jimin lips sealed, "If you can go make out and dance with other guys, and so can I, I don't think it's fair to prevent the rest from doing the same. Now you can either help me, or watch me."

Jimin looks between Taemin's eyes, lips pursed tightly together before letting go of his arm.

He's so done by this point.

"Fair enough," He mutters, glancing to Ten, "But he's mine."

Taemin did not expect that.

At all.

His eyebrows twitches higher, blinking at him just as Jimin glances back to him, "Not tonight though. So go play Cupid."

And with that Jimin turns around, continuing to dance along the music with a grin on his lips, not long before someone immediately started dancing with him.

Taemin was still paralyzed for a moment, processing what he said before shaking his head with a deep exhale, turning to Ten with a grin and whispers to Ariana to distract Taehyung and Jeongguk.

Didn't taking long before she grabbed the two roomies and danced with them, all the while they got into immediately without a clue.

Leaving Woosung and Minho to grin at each other and dance together.

Taemin meanwhile danced with Ten for a moment, but not before he shoved him to the two males there and continued dancing on his own - to which also didn't last long before he found someone else to dance with to match his vibe.

Everything felt like a haze dream from there.

A fever dream.

Only with spots of reality flashing their vision just like the neon lights glistening around the club.

Kisses from strangers were exchanged, dancing grew heated, numbers were shared and yet no matter how far apart the roomies grew from each other, they always found themselves back to each other.

Every single time.

Just as an upbeat song blasted the speakers.

And Taemin was immediately into it, since it was in Spanish.

A song he's been listening to for days now.

He felt every single lyric of the song.

He turns to Jeongguk first, pinching his cheeks with his glowing eyes to his bunny smile, singing to him, "It's been a while since I haven't held someone's hand. It's been a while since I haven't sent a ' Good morning, I love you'."

Then he shifted to Woosung, looking at him in the eye tenderly, "But you have me entangled, I got involved. I was going down own path and then I got lost. My gaze changed when I saw your eyes, bye bye the darkness, I didn't even say goodbye."

Moving to Minho, both hands to his jaw with a grin, "I didn't look for you, no, we stumbled into each other along the path, with your soul is what I connect with."

Affectionately going to Jimin, pressing his forehead against his, he smiles, "Relax, you don't have to be perfect, no. Sin doesn't exist here, and making mistakes is beautiful, and the errors are pleasures, just like your kisses."

Lastly to Taehyung, arms around his neck while looking into his sparkling eyes, "And just look at me with those pretty eyes, with that I'm good, today I have been reborn."

Taemin was growing too lost with the alcohol and the sentimentality of the song, caressing Taehyung's hair with eyes closed as he feels himself slowly smile.

His heart aching in his chest.

So much.

Especially when Taehyung leaned to his contagious energy, clamming their lips together.

He felt it, deeply in his heart, something bursting.

Since they've met him and Taehyung have had a..... Weird connection.

Taehyung simply has demonstrated how much he can't stand him, all the time. It's no secret though, their personalities are just so different.

Little did Taemin know that Taehyung has felt that tensions between them, deep down inside, and has tried to hide it the best he could.

He couldn't anymore.

He just couldn't.

He is attracted to him, in his own way.

Taemin grins to his sinful lips, eyes still closed as he mouth the lyrics against his lips, "You and I, you and I, you and I."

Giving him one last kiss. Taemin continued back to Jeongguk, who is drunkenly looking at him with his shy smile, but pecks his cheek affectionately as Taemin hugs him with his thumb to his bottom lip. "I don't get carried away by anyone, I only get carried away by your smile, and by the mole near your lips."

Jeongguk is blushing, crazily, when Taemin pecks the mole on his bottom lip before sliding to Woosung, running his fingers through his green hair and maddening make-up,
"If I'm crazy, you're crazier, but baby someone like you there isn't any, no. I want to gift you with sunflowers, go to the beach and find shells for you."

Woosung gives him a cute peck to the forehead, just as Taemin latches onto Minho, sensually dancing with him, "When I'm with you, I don't look at the Rolex. Let's dance 200 songs. No one makes me be like how you make me be."

Soon enough he's back to Taehyung, his hands cradling his face, "I talk to God and you're his answer. I learned that the pretty moments doesn't cost anything, like when you gift me with your gaze, and the sun is setting, the sun is setting."

And lastly, to his Gatita, hands around his waist with a lip bite, "When I'm on you, on you. Mami, I forget everything, everything. No one else is needed here, only you and I."

Jimin eyes sparkled to this, mainly because he knew what those words meant coming out of Taemin's native tongue.

After all, he knows this song too.

Despite the rest of the roomies not understanding a single thing, they felt his energy.

They knew it meant something deeply to him.

Expressing himself, his true feelings.

Wanting an equal and pure love.

To be fair.

Jimin glances to his lips, a thumb to his jawline, "I can be yours."

Taemin eyes grew sluggish, no doubt feeling like he's in a dream right now by how blurred everything feels, but he shakes his head.

"It's not fair," He slurs, moving away from his touch, "I don't want to yet, when everyone ready. Right now, exploring separately or together, that's it."

Jimin tugs a frown to this, his tipsy state growing emotional by this but understands it deep down inside, nodding to himself and letting it be.

That didn't stop Taemin from pressing their lips together, deeply, fueling that deep passion in his heart for his Gatita alone.

His own special bond with him, like how he has developed his own special bond with the rest of the roomies.

Seems like the last round of tequila shot is getting to everyone since Jeongguk and Taehyung are heavily making out against the wall, while Minho and Woosung continues to dance with Ten - exchanging innocent kisses here and there.

While Ariana have found herself dancing with Lisa, who was staring down at her with a seductive smirk on her lips.

Right before stealing a kiss from Ariana's mouth.

Igniting her queer awakening.

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A/N:
It's been such a long time, how is everyone doing??

I'm sorry it took so long, as you can see, a lot happens in this chapter.

Currently I was going through a bit of a tough time in my personal life, but things are smoothing out a bit more.

I hope you all enjoyed the update!!

I PURPLE YOU! <333