Yuri's POV

Hoseok decides to stay and watch how the guys perform. He sits way in the back near the bar, taking mental note I assume, of everything the guys do on stage. I glance at him just about every chance I get. It's surprising to me that someone like Hoseok wants to work here in the first place. He doesn't look like the type, but looks are deceiving. I am pretty excited to see him on that stage, though. Aside from the perks of seeing this man practically naked, I want most of all to see his moves.

"Ma'am?" A lady says, catching my attention.

"Hmm? I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. I'd be getting distracted all the time with them walking around. What do you have that's good?" She giggles and asks, referring to the drinks.

"I can whip up just about anything. What are you in the mood for? Hard liquor? Spirit? Cocktail?"

"Can you make, like something similar to pineapple upside down cake, in flavor?"

"Definitely. Coming up." I smile, putting my bartending skills to great use. I make her drink fast, but precise. "Here you go."

The woman takes a sip, pleased with the taste. "Tastes just like the cake. Thank you so much."

"Good. You're welcome." I smile. The woman then pays, leaving me a tip and joining her friends at a nearby table.

I peer over once again to Hoseok, who's taking light swigs of his beer. His all black hair is slightly parted, showing some traces of his forehead. He's concentrated on how Taehyung moves around the stage, definitely in a deep thought as he watches on. For some reason, I've found myself more interested in Hoseok more than anything else.

"Hey, Ri." A girl comes behind the bar with me. "You can go on your 30 now."

I nod happily, quickly sliding from behind the bar and making my way over to the table where Hoseok is sitting. I smile, taking the seat next to him. "What's up, Mr. Dancing man."

Hoseok chuckles, flashing me the brightest and biggest smile. "Hey, Ri. Are you done for the night? Seems early."

"No. Just a break." I shrug. "So, are you taking good mental notes?"

Now it's his turn to shrug. "I guess so. Lots and lots of hip movement is the key, I take it."

The crowd of ladies surrounding the stage cheer in delight as Taehyung begins basically dry humping the air as they stuff bills all in the waistband of his tight boyshorts. I don't look much longer, knowing I'll drool while looking at him.

"That's what this all is." I giggle. "Can you move your hips that way?"

Hoseok takes in a deep breath. "I'm sure that if I don't know how, then I'll be learning soon."

"You'll do great up there. The ladies will love you."

"You think so?" He asks, looking me in the eyes and my heart just about skips a beat.

"Of course they will. You're so handsome, and you can dance so I'm sure moving your hips a little will take you no time to learn."

Hoseok's bright smile makes a reappearance at my compliments. "Thank you, Ri."

"My pleasure." I return the smile. "I suggest you start soon, though. The new pay period is starting soon. You're gonna wanna get this bread."

Hoseok laughs, "I will. You're really funny, you know that?"

"I try to be." I smile softly.

Taehyung's performance ends and there's a rush at the bar. I high key wish I was behind there right now because the tips are magnificent. Each bill and coin I get is one step closer to studying abroad. It brings up the question in my mind of why Hoseok decided to work here in the first place.

"Hoseok, can I ask you a question?"

" Sure." He nods. "What's up?"

Before I can get a word out, a man walks over and sits down with us. "What's good, Ri. Hoseok, good to see you man."

Hoseok daps the man, smiling. "Good to see you, too. Jackson, right?"

"Yes, sir." Jackson nods, sipping on the drink he brought over. "I talked to Jungkook. I have the night off. He said that you may need to train with me in a couple days?"

"If that's okay." Hoseok says. "Taehyung is working with me tomorrow."

"It's no thing." Jackson nods. "I'm sure that after you're done training with me, you'll be ready to get out on the floor. You should be able to pick up certain techniques easily. You're Jung fucking Hoseok."

Everyone at the table laughs. I watch as the two men talk, getting acquainted with each other seeing as how they'll be working together. I decide to bring my questions up another time. Right now, I have to get back to the bar.

"Hey, I've gotta go back to the bar. Do you need me to bring anything before I get settled?"

Hoseok shakes his head. "I'll come over if I need more. Thank you, Ri."

I smile, shooting him a wink as I go back over to the bar to attend some customers that are waiting for me specifically.

Hoseok's POV

"She's something, isn't she?" Jackson asks as I watch Yuri walk away.

"You can say that again."

"Under her little perverted exterior though, she's really dope. Real chill and down to earth girl."

"She speaks English." I point out immediately. "Like Namjoon."

"So do I." Jackson says in English, chuckling before switching back to Korean. "I'm Chinese."

"I should study English." I murmur to myself, but Jackson hears.

"It isn't a necessity, man. I say learn English because you want to. Not because you feel the pressure to."

"Noted." I agree, nodding in understanding. "I'm curious as to how you all learned, though."

"I went to an international school in Hong Kong. So it's one of my first languages. Namjoon learned from watching an American sitcom. How about that."

We both chuckle, finding learning another language from watching TV humorous. Yet, it's quite impressive at the same time.

"What about Ri?" I ask.

"Oh, she was born in the United States."

"Really?" I ask I'm shock, eyes wide.

"Really." He chuckles. "English is her first language. If you're ever serious about really wanting to learn, have her teach you."

I peer over to Yuri, who happens to be staring back at me. She flashes a picture perfect smile, pointing at another beer. I smile back, mouthing the word 'water'. She nods and reaches under the bar into the mini fridge, pulling out a bottled water. Because I'm so close to the bar already, to my surprise, she tosses the bottle. But I catch it with ease.

"Has she tried flirting?"

I hum, sipping on my water. "Hmm?"

Jackson chuckles, eyeing Yuri who's making a drink for someone. "Ri is the biggest flirt here. I know she's tried you."

"Of course she has." Both of us laugh. "As soon as she met me. She's cute, too."

"Cute?" Jackson scoffs, calling out to the beautiful bartender. "Ri!"

"What!" She says back, in English.

"You're sexy!" He replies back in her native tongue.

"Not as sexy as you, big daddy!" She winks back, blowing Jackson a kiss.

"Ahh. She's brutal." Jackson leans back, licking his lips. "A hell of a woman. Too bad she's off limits."

I observe Yuri, customers now lining up for drinks again. Off limits? I wonder what that means. Shaking it off, I take another swig of my water and watch as Jungkook is now on the stage. The observation is back on and the closer it gets to the day I have to start, I find myself nervous, but oddly excited.

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Hi, babies!!!! Momma here finally with an update for this story! Happy birthday to the sunshine himself, my hope, J-Hooooooooooooope!!!!

Granted, it's only 9:30pm on the 17th in Michigan lol, but it's the 18th in Korea
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Okay! Momma has to go work on another story to fit my new update schedule. I hope you enjoyed this & a little bit of Jackson in this! He's officially a cast member 🤗

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