⊛ Taehyung's Suite

@Kim Taehyung *nods a little*
I’m new.
I-I heard that you don’t usually ask the workers to your room, so I was surprised—
*frowns a little*
I’m sorry.
I’ll go.

@Jeon Jungkook /*frowns a little a little and gently grabs your chin, tilting your head so that you'll look at me*/
You work here, don't you?
Are you new? I haven't seen you around before?

@Kim Taehyung N-no.
I—
I'm sorry. It's my fault.
I just thought...
*sighs*
I'm sorry.
When people ask me to come to their rooms, it's usually because they want this...

@Jeon Jungkook /*laughs softly and shakes my head, not catching on at first. is shocked when you lean over to kiss me. leans slightly into the kiss at first, but then pulls back and shoves you off of me*/
Look, I'm not-
/*realizes what must have been going on this whole time and bites my lip as I realize how much I may seem like a */
That's not why I invited you to my room.
I'm sorry.

@Kim Taehyung [[hehe it happens ^-^]]

*grins victoriously when I beat you*
*looks at you and bites my lip softly, wondering why you haven't made any advances yet*
*decides that I should make a move first*
Yeah?
I can be more impressive than that.
*sets the controller next to me and leans over to kiss you*

@Jeon Jungkook ((Woops. I skipped this somehow.))

/*smiles a little, confident as the race begins, and is sure I’ll beat you. Tries my best throughout the game, but smiles wide when you win instead. Sets my controller in my lap and looks at you*/

Wow. So you really are good at this game.
/*laughs softly*/
I am impressed.

@Kim Taehyung *builds my bike and waits for you to start the game, smirking confidently*
We will.
*stops talking as much when the race begins*

@Jeon Jungkook Well, you also haven’t played with me.

/*grins, confident in my own skill in the game. selects the bike to build the rest of my character just how I like him, and hits start afterchecking that you’re ready*/

We’ll just have to see who’s the best in the fairest way possible.

@Kim Taehyung *grins a little and scoffs slightly*
Oh? Are you?
I don't think you've played with me before.
*laughs happily and chooses Luigi as my character*
Let's go.

@Jeon Jungkook /*nods as you agree to the game and gets the game started up for us, handing you a bright blue controller while I use a gold plated one for myself before joining you on the couch
looks at you and smiles softly, glad that you don’t seem to be very intimidated by me anymore*/

I am the /best/ at Mario Kart, so don’t feel too bad if you lose.

/*laughs softly and settles back into the couch, slightly leaning in your direction as I select multiplayer on the game and choose my character*/

@Kim Taehyung *watches as you set everything up, smiling a little as you mention Mario kart, and shakes my head as I sit down on the couch*
No, no.
Mario kart is fine.
*laughs softly*
The perfect mix of action and racing.

@Jeon Jungkook /*smiles softly as I notice your amusement, but wonders why you seem so drawn in by the look of the room. if you're staying in this hotel, you should be used to these kinds of luxuries. nods slightly as you leave the choice up to me and turns it to the channel that I have the nintendo set up for, deciding to go with Mario Kart as I think it's one of the best games to become close over*/

Mario Kart it is, then.

/*laughs softly as I remember that we were supposed to be playing an action game, and turns to look at you*/

It's not really an action game, so we can play something else if you want.

@Kim Taehyung *looks around the room, amazed at how extravagant it is compared to the regular rooms where we conduct our business, and the ones we are given to sleep in*
*looaks at you*
Hm?
*remembers that’s why I was invited up here. For games*
O-oh. Yeah.
Uhh—anything you want to play.
*its a habit for me to do whatever the clients want, so I’m not used to making the choice myself*

@Jeon Jungkook //leads you into my room, getting the games set up
//turns on the tv and looks at you before selecting the channel
What are you in the mood for?
Playstation? Nintendo?

@Park Jimin ((Sorry for taking ages to respond to this ;;;;))

After greeting his guest, anxiety slowly crept into Taehyung's mind as he had to figure out what to do next. It had been too long since he had done anything like this, with a e or a boyfriend. Had he forgotten the proper etiquette? What if he did something the other didn't like? Sure it was his job to do whatever his client liked, but that didn't mean he had to like all or any of it. Taehyung wanted more than anything for the experience to be enjoyable that way he could handle the guilty feeling afterwards - which hopefully wouldn't be a strong guilty feeling if the other enjoyed himself.

He blinked himself back into reality when the man gave his name, just in time that he barely caught it. Jimin, did he say? Taehyung would be sure to remember that. Jimin continued talking, thanking Taehyung for something. Taehyung didn't bother himself with the thought of what it could have been. If it was anything along the lines of him being called to Taehyung's room personally, then Taehyung didn't want to hear it. He didn't want attention drawn to why he called Jimin here. "Jimin," Taehyung said back, nodding his head a little, and he gave the other a quick peck to his cheek. "You're welcome. For whatever."

This night needed to special. Taehyung knew that, no matter what he did, Jimin would know his purpose here. So, really, trying to make it special was more for a selfish reason, simply so he himself could feel less guilty about it, but he didn't change his mind about that. He led Jimin a little further into the room, closing the door behind them. "Have you eaten anything yet?" Taehyung asked to be polite. If Jimin hadn't eaten anything, it would give him an excuse to treat him to a nice dinner and chat a little before getting to business.

((And also sorry that this reply is crap. ;;;;;;;;;;))

@Kim Taehyung As the door slowly opened revealing the masterpiece that was the room behind Taehyung, Jimin plastered the softest and least 'I'm here to make you scream my name' smile he could muster being far more used to sly smirks and suggestive tongue swipes. This was a whole different situation that Jimin was used to. Sure he knew how to play normal person, He'd done a few errands here and there before he found his employment in the hotel. Dress cleaning, banking, all small things quick and easy. You walk in, state your purpose, complete that task and head home, back into the safety of dimly lit rooms, the smell of smoke and alochol and hands all over him.

Jimin half expected tonight to be more of the 'boyfriend' experience.

Jimin had only done it a few times, at least in a situation where he understood that was the purpose going into it. A nice meal, a talk, watching a movie. He'd even fallen rather soft during his first one and spent the entire night sleeping curled up beside the other man, full dressed just peacfully sleeping. It was the best sleep he'd had in a long time. The most intimate the occurances normally were was a cuddle, maybe a kiss, hands sliding gently over the skin of his arm, over the shirt on his side. It never went further, and after a rough partner the night before it was a blessing to get that reprieve. There was nothing against doing more but Jimin found seemed to ruin the comfort that these people needed. They were human just like he was, sometimes they just needed to feel.. together.

Jimin was not the best when it came to boyfriend experiences. He could do them, understood them, but he was far better at a quick . Some clients liked to brag about how long they could last, Jimin liked these people. It was always a lie. Jimin made sure to make quick work of these people, heated kisses against the wall, gasps and moans. No time for prepartation, just a little to heat it up, a and it was over. It never satisifed Jimin physically but god damn did he love the idea of messing with peoples own perceptions of themselves. Others he took slower, kissing, , messy sheets, throaty moans, exploring one another more. These were the apointments he loved, that he earned for. human people, but humans.

From the second the door opened Jimin was eyeing up Taehyung. He was will dressed, presented himself well, spoke well. The suite was spotless, everything was squared off, pristine and in place. Jimin wondered just how often anothers eyes managed to see even the tinest thing out of place. Everything was perfect, in the true sense of the word, it all matched, the colours complimented one another and nothing stood out as not belonging... nothing but Jimin himself. He took his time looking at the room, taking in everything before he finally turned his eyes back to his client for the night silently thanking whatever god sent him this gift for a night.

"Jimin" He replied simply somewhat lost in the absolutely flawless complection of the male in front of him. He knew how stunning both brothers were. he had seen them in passing, even muttered a hello before but it was always eyes down bowing polietly and not daring to move until they were gone. The workers knew their role, and while Jimin would have loved to cosy on up to both of them, get in their good books, get the best clients, he knew not to touch until permission was given. It was an unspoken rule, a sort of contract between master and slave only this was eith the promise of reward. "Thank you for..."

Jimin stopped himself. What he had planned to say wasnt right, what he wanted to say was too crass. He couldnt find that middle ground, somewhere between and human that he never quite found. He couldnt be to casual with this person, not right now, this was like business, but he didnt want to appear stand offish either. Tonight would be a delicate balance, it would be his hardest night ever, but he would perform it well. He had to. "Just thank you." He finished after a short chuckle trying to ease some of the tension between them at least. To make this deal a little more friendly, two friends catching up, two people coming together. It didnt need to be any more than that.

@Park Jimin Before his worker for the evening arrived, Taehyung did a double check. His room was always in pristine condition, being raised by a firm hand made sure of that, but he always had to make it extra perfect anytime he had guests coming to his room, no matter the reason. The housekeepers usually did a good job of making sure the floors and furniture were clear of dust and the pillows were fluffed, and not a wrinkle to be found in the sheets. All the small tasks like that were left up to the housekeepers, but Taehyung liked to make sure all of his personal things were exactly where they should be. His dirty clothes in the hamper, hidden away in his closet so it wasn't visible to anyone visiting the room. His clean clothes were pressed and folded and stored in his chest of drawers or hung neatly in the closet. The only things on the surfaces of his furniture were decorative objects such as candles and trophies and figurines, except on his desk where his notebook computer rest.

Once Taehyung was certain that everything was perfect, nothing was out of place, a knock came to the door.

That must have been the worker he requested. He wasn't too early, but he did arrive just a little quicker than Taehyung had expected. That, or he had just lost track of the time. He strutted over to the door, opening it and revealing a man much smaller than himself, but he was doubtlessly breathtaking. Taehyung had seen his face a few times around the hotel, but he didn't know him by name. It was a surprise to see him standing at the door when 'the best' is what Taehyung requested. He didn't dress like any of the other in the hotel did, and Taehyung almost questioned what he was doing at the door. Was it right to just assume this was the worker he had ordered? But then, why else would he be standing here?

"Hello," Taehyung greeted with his best friendly smile. This was a matter of business, and Taehyung hated to make it seem obvious the reason he called him here. He still wanted to be polite, to be a gentleman. The workers deserved that for one night - Taehyung had no idea how they'd be treated on others. "As you probably already know, I'm Taehyung, but I'd like to know you're name, too." He held out his hand, offering it to the smaller man before leading him into the room.

@Kim Taehyung It was strange for Jimin, for two reasons. He contemplated both as he double checked his expression in the mirror knowing he couldnt take too long but knowing he needed to clear the thoughts from his mind, he needed to do a good job tonight. His client wasnt just anyone, he was to focus his attention on none other then Kim Taehyung... and everyone knew who he was... or who he was related to. And that was the first thing that stuck out as being weird.

To be called upon by Taehyung was weird in itself, most of the workers knew his distaste for their profession, many tried to appear as normal and human as possible in his presence, try to ease his mind at least a little about their role at the hotel. To be called by Taehyung was strange, but to be considered 'good enough' to fill the position of 'the best' was even stranger. Jimin didnt really think he was all that special. Attentive? Yes. Willing? Yes. Open? Yes. These were just part of the job. What the client wanted Jimin would perform, they wanted it rough, he could handle it, wanted it soft and gentle he could do it. Hell if they wanted to sit and talk Jimin was all for listening. , or boyfriend for a night it didnt matter to Jimin. It was his job and he'd be damned if he wasnt going to be good at it.

but still... to be the best?

He shook that thought from his mind and checked his reflection once again fixing his hair for the last time, swirling a little mouthwash through his mouth just to freshen up. He moved back to his room, changed, nothing too revealing, nothing too ual. He would go as another human being. He wouldnt go to see the man who didnt like es in the same manor he saw others. He was still going for one reason, to service his client, but he didnt have to make that obvious.

Slipping out of his room Jimin let his mind drift to the second thing that was weird about this night. He was going to Taehyung's room. Most of the time they went to predetermined rooms to complete whatever deed they wanted, he'd never been to one of the more fancy rooms. Today was going to be a day of first, and if he proved he could do well with it perhaps he'd have to chance to return, a chance to experience what living in the lap of luxury truly meant. If not... at least he had one night to lean back on.

He moved silently through the hotel, bowing and smiling sweetly at those he met, laughing a little with a few people he knew before vanishing off to the more exclusive areas and to the room he had been told to attend. He figured his style of dress was going to be pulled into question, simple black tee, denim jacket, and black skinny jeans with more holes over his thighs then there was material showing off what he figured to be his best feature. He knocked, and he waited wondering just what secrets laid behind the closed door.

@Park Jimin Taehyung didn't do this often. He didn't agree with the system at all, forcing naive or desperate people to sell their bodies to make end's meet. Some of those people have been tricked into believing it was a choice they made for themselves without coming to face the reality that they wouldn't have made such choices if there were other, safer ways for them to make a living. Many of the workers at the hotel were people who couldn't find regular jobs because they left home at an age younger than they'd be accepted at any company doing business legally, they had a small misdemeanor in their record preventing them from getting hired, or they just weren't desirable candidates to any businesses. If they were just given a chance, they wouldn't have resulted to this, and Taehyung felt guilty for being a part of it.

He had taken advantage of one of the es only once before, and he felt guilty immediately afterward. He swore he'd never do it again, but it was tempting. Many times, but especially tonight. His stupid brother got everything. Taehyung was only co-operator at the hotel because Jiwon felt sorry enough for him to give him that position. Jiwon got the men, and he got the money. Taehyung always got stuck with the leftovers, and today was a particularly bad day when everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. He parked in a no parking zone and got his car towed. On his walk to the bus stop, a car hit a puddle of water, splashing it all over him. He was denied any amount of lone from his father to help him get his car back, which Jiwon would have gotten easily, so Taehyung was stuck waiting for his next paycheck before he could do anything about that.

It just really freaking .

So he caved today. When he got back to his room, he requested the services of only the best e the hotel had to offer. He was operator of this place, and he felt he deserved the best. He didn't know who to expect, not being in charge of getting to know the workers of the hotel, so it would have to be a pleasant surprise. Nervous, Taehyung got himself cleaned up. He made sure his room was perfect, not a sock to be found in the floor, and he waited on the edge of his bed for his guest to arrive.