"Thank you." Jihyo smiled.

Jimin held out his hand to help her out of the car. "No problem. Are you sure this place is okay to eat?"

"Yes of course. I love pasta."

"Okay. Good. I love it too."

Jimin didn't know whether he should hold her hand or not. So he kept walking beside her without touching her.

Jihyo took the first step and intertwined her hand in his. Jimin blushed deeply. Her hand was so tiny. Tinier than his own. He wasn't used to holding a fragile hand.

"It's okay. Don't be nervous." She said with the biggest smile.

"Okay." He responded quite nervous. Even though it was a cold night he could feel himself sweat through his clothes.

"A table for two please." Jimin asked politely.

When the host grabbed two menus and two packs of silverware they followed behind. Jimin made sure to pull out the chair for her to sit down.

He had seen this in a few videos he watched online. Yes, he had to prepare for this date. He had never been in a relationship before.

"Such a gentleman!" She giggled with a red face.

"I try to."

"Good evening. I will be your server tonight. What can I get you to drink?"

"I'll have a cup of Zinfandel please."

"For you sir?"

Jimin nodded, "I'll have the same."

"Are you ready to order or do you need a few minutes?"

"Few minutes please." She said.

The waiter walked away and Jihyo kept a smile on her face. "I'm glad we're here tonight. I enjoyed the movie."

"Yeah. Me too. Sorry I ran a little late."

"It's okay. No worries. I was finishing getting ready either way."

"You look beautiful." He complimented. It was true. She was very beautiful, but that's the only way he would ever see her.

"Thank you. You look handsome yourself."

"Thanks. Should we look at the menu?"

"Yes."

Seconds later the waiter came back with two glasses. Jimin picked it up and tried it. He wasn't a fan of the taste. If he was honest he didn't even know Zinfandel was wine.

"How do you like it?" She wondered.

"Lovely."

"Awesome."

•••

"That was very good." She told once they were leaving the restaurant.

"It was. Should I take you home now?"

She raised her eyebrows, "Or maybe you cannot."

"What?"

"Come on. Let's go somewhere. I can drive if you want." She insisted holding his hand and running to the car. Jimin wasn't sure of where but he went along with it.

He let her drive and remained as calm as he could. The bad thing about this was that Jihyo had enjoyed herself. He wasn't trying to be ugly about it.

It's not like he wanted her to be miserable. Maybe if she wouldn't have had such a good time she would've broken up with him instead.

"We're here!" She announced parking the car and unbuckling her seatbelt.

Jimin looked outside and read the neon red sign.  Electric. That was the name of the nightclub. "Don't tell me you've never been to a night club?"

"Never."

"You're missing out! Come on."

They got out the car and got in line. They were standing outside waiting to go in. It seemed pretty packed. She wrapped her arm around his and snuggled closer.

He felt her breast rub against his arm making him nervous. "Do you like to dance Jimin?" She asked breaking the silence.

"Uhh..." Hoseok and him used to dance. They enjoyed it. He hadn't danced since then. "Yeah. Somewhat."

"Can I see your ID's?" The employee asked when they were next. Both pulled out the ID's and handed them to him.

When he told them the price Jimin handed him his credit card to pay. "Thank you. You've paid for everything. You don't have to."

"It's okay. I don't mind."

The employee next wrapped a bracelet around their wrists and let them go inside. It was warm and humid. There was extravagant lights flashing everywhere and a dancer in a cage.

Everyone on the dance floor grinding on each other and drinking. This was a college party but ten times worse.

"Let's go." She screamed over the loud music. She pulled him towards the crowd and immediately started to dance.

Jimin awkwardly tried to do the same but was very stiff. Dancing with Hoseok came to him naturally. This—not so much.

"Just close your eyes and listen to the music." She instructed.

Jimin nodded and did what he was told. Yet he still struggled to relax. Jihyo noticed within seconds. She didnt want him to be miserable on their first date.

"How about we get something to drink yeah?" She offered.

"Yeah. Let go."

Just like it was fate Yoongi and Jungkook both happened to be in the same place at the same exact time.

"You got blood in my shoes." Yoongi frowned.

Jungkook grinned pulling away from the guys neck. Thick blood was dripping from his mouth. He had always been a messy eater.

"Relax Yoongi. We came here to have fun didn't we?" He asked smudging blood on Yoongi's lips. He then licked the remainder off his finger.

Yoongi's mouth instantly watered and he felt his fangs come out. "Have at it. He's delicious." He said pushing the guy to him.

Although they usually didn't feed in public this was a different situation. All of the people here were drunk, high, or too horny to mind them.

Yoongi couldn't help himself and he started feeding on him enjoying every second of it. At the same time Jimin and Jihyo were making their way through the crowd.

"I'm thinking about what I want to drink." She said turning around to face him.

Jimin actually got a glimpse of Yoongi digging into the guys neck. He went into full panic mode. When Jihyo was about to turn around he pulled her back.

"What's the matter?" She asked concerned.

"I—I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that."

She giggled pulling him closer and wrapping her arms around his waist. They stood there for a bit. In the meantime Yoongi pulled away from the guy.

"That was lovely. I need to go piss." He announced wiping his mouth and walking to the bathroom.

Jungkook nodded biting his wrist and pushing it to his mouth. "Come on and feed so you heal. We appreciate your donation. Make sure to eat green leafy vegetables."

The guy nodded obediently continuing to drink until Jungkook moved his wrist. "Alright bye dude."

The guy walked away stumbling a bit. He felt very lightheaded. As he walked by Jihyo and Jimin he accidentally bumped into them.

Jihyo chuckled. "Ooh. I guess we should keep going then?"

"Yes let's go."

They held hands all the way to the bar. "Two liquid marijuana's please." She ordered with a grin.

Before Jimin pulled out his card she spoke up, "I got it don't worry."

The bartender fixed their drinks and seconds later two bright green liquids were handed to them.

"Cheers!" She cheesed.

The drink was surprisingly good. Jimin finished it in no time. Jihyo finished shortly after. "I have to pee now." She mumbled.

"Come on. I'll walk you there."

"Ahh! Thank you!"

"Of course. I'm responsible for you tonight."

They kept going down the hallway into the messy bathrooms. Jimin remained outside waiting for her.
He pulled out his phone and started scrolling through his social media. It was rarely used only when he was bored.

He quickly grew annoyed at the fake posts. After exiting out his profile he spotted his mail. Without thinking about it he clicked on the app.

578 e-mail drafts.

The nostalgia fell over him. Hoseok. That's all that was on his mind right now. He quickly started typing an e-mail.

A voice made him looked up from his phone. He looked at Yoongi who was heavily making out with a blonde guy just down the hall.

Jimin blinked several times and blushed looking away. He wasn't trying to eavesdrop but they were very loud.

"Do you want to go to my car?" The blonde asked.

"Mhmm." Yoongi said in the middle of kissing his neck.

"All done!" Jihyo announced walking out.

Yoongi finally turned to his right and spotted Jimin and Jihyo walking by. Had he been there the whole time? Holy shit.

"What's the matter?" Jihyo wondered. Jimin had this serious pale face. He looked deeply concerned and uncomfortable.

"Umm..." he reconsider suddenly forgetting everything.

"Maybe let's have another drink?"

"I'll rather not. I'm driving tonight."

"Can I still have one though?"

"Yes. I'll take care of you."

She grinned wrapping her arms around him. "You're the best boyfriend in the world!"

Jimin couldn't help to smile. He was doing just fine without much practice. They made their way to the bar side once again.

Without realizing who was closely behind.