Cinderella

Jungkook swept the floors of his home in exhaustion. He clutched at the locket around his neck gently. Inside was a picture of his parents smiling, holding a baby him. His mother had passed away when he was four fighting Cancer. At seven his father remarried giving him a stepmother and two stepsisters. His father had passed away when he was eleven from a car accident. He was alone. Ever since he became a personal slave. Each day the same. He would wake up. Make breakfast and lunches. Go to college, he had gotten a scholarship for dance. He studied veterinary nursing as a back up as he loved animals. He would than come home and make dinner. Clean the house from top to bottom. Do chores. Be his stepmother and stepsisters chauffeur when called. Than at 8pm he would go to work until approximately 3am, at the popular club nearby owned by his friend Namjoon. He would than go home and try complete all his assignments. He usually only got a maximum of an hour of sleep before it began all over again at 7am. He put away the cleaning supplies and headed to his bedroom to change. He put on the acquired clothes, a black top with see through sleeves and black leather pants. It was time for work. As he walked inside he waved at his coworkers Jimin and Taehyung, before getting straight to work. It was around twelve when Namjoon came out of his office muttering, "Shit! Shit! Shit!" Jungkook frowned in concern, "Everything okay hyung?" Namjoon shook his head, "The two dancers for the next three weeks just called and cancelled. Jimin said he would replace one but I still need another but I don't know anyone who knows the dance or can dance." Jungkook but his lip. He would probably regret this, "Um hyung? I know most of the dance from watching and I um I'm majoring in dance." Namjoon's eyes widened in hope, "Really? If you do this for me I will double your pay for this month." Jungkook needed the money and so nodded. Namjoon patted his shoulder, "You're my saviour. Okay go to Jin hyung out back and he'll do your hair and makeup a little."

(This is the work outfit he wears ⬇️)

Yoongi sat directly in front of where the dancers would perform on the stage. His best friend Hoseok, or Hobi, dragged him there because he wanted to check out how good they are. After all the club was famous for its dancers. Hobi brought over two drinks frowning, "I overheard the manager saying that the two original dancers bailed so two bartenders are replacing them. It'll probably be boring." As he said this the lights darkened. The song 'Playboy' by a group known as Exo played through the speakers. A short male with orange hair entered and began moving with the beat. He wasn't bad. He was actually pretty good. Than a younger male with darker hair entered. He began the second part before both males joined for the chorus. They worked well together and Yoongi was entranced. Especially by the younger male. He couldn't keep his eyes off him and the way he move. Those damn pants didn't help either, hugging his thighs perfectly. He looked over at Hobi who had his mouth open in shock. He looked over at Yoongi in awe, "I take it back. That was just ... wow." Yoongi nodded in agreement and got up to locate the dark haired beauty. He found him at the counter with two others, the other dancer being one of them. He looked younger up close. The third unknown male spoke up, "Damn! I didn't know you could dance like that. If it goes well this month Namjoon hyung said if you like he'd make it permanent. Your salary would double. If you keep going it will because even I was a little turned on." Yoongi decided it was time to make himself known. He coughed gaining their attention. The three males looked over at him. He kept his eyes locked on one in particular, "I just wanted to compliment the dancers. I've never seen anything so .. intoxicating." A faint blush appeared on the younger's cheeks. Yoongi smirked and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Especially you baby boy. You were definitely addicting to watch. Makes me wonder what else your body can do. I'm Yoongi by the way. If you're here I'll definitely be coming more often." He pulled back admiring how flushed the boy was. The younger was about to reply when he noticed the time. It was nearing three. If he wasn't in his room by half past he would be given punishment. He squeaked out a rushed reply, "I'm sorry I have go." He hurried away before Yoongi could blink. Yoongi followed the younger but lost him in the mass of bodies. He noticed the locket the boy had been wearing on the floor. He smiled to himself. Now he had an excuse to find the boy and converse some more.

(Imagine Jungkook doing the Playboy choreography with Jimin. That's the dance they do on stage x)