✯ bar

@k taehyung (okay uwu)

@l minho [Nah it's fine uwu]

@k taehyung (If it helps, I can delete it and post it in a few days? <3)

@l minho [Thank you <3]

@k taehyung (ah, sorry, I thought it was already a few days dbdhehnf I'll take some time next time uwu<3 )

@l minho [Please take your time with replies, it overwhelms me when I get replies this quickly brjfhdh]

@k taehyung [Sorry for the late reply bb!]

“That’s just utterly stupid of them. What do they think it is? Just ing deluxe?” Minho tsked and shook his head. Some people were just stupid. They wanted to spot so badly without realising how much trouble it would be, how much work. Minho hated the work he was doing for Taehyung – not because he disliked the work, but because he disliked being part of the mafia. But if they just used their brain for a little bit, they would realised that.

A small whine left Minho’s lips as he heard that the other would force him to have a glass and a groan left his lips. “Really? I have tried it before and I know it will get me drunk faster but pure? Really?” He huffed and shook his head a bit but if Taehyung really wanted him to drink a glass, he would do it. He soft sigh left his lips as he looked at Taehyung before he waved the waiter over as they weren’t busy at the moment and asked for another glass of what Taehyung had. “But remember: you will make sure I am safe and sound, no matter how drunk I am. Hold my hair when I throw up and such.” Not that he really thought he would throw up, but he wanted to show Taehyung his point. He noticed the other’s small grin and relaxed a bit more.

“Yeah, I am quite curious,” Minho nodded slightly and tilted his head for a moment, sighing when Taehyung brought up the scam. “I told you already. I saw you had a lot of money and I wanted some.” For charity, for his family and himself as he was just a poor university student who wanted to make sure he was secure and sound. Though that had badly backfired.

Taehyung pulling him closer was still a little weird to Minho as they were so easily going from boss and assistant to whatever they were. buddies? Friends with benefits? Sugar daddy and- yeah, he preferred to stop his thoughts there. Though he did lean onto the other and took a big sip from his drink. “Just make sure you don’t fall over Dori. She is pretty dark and loves to sleep in the middle of the hallway,” Minho said, clearly not denying the fact that they were definitely having tonight. And oh, Minho was really looking forward to it. “Yeah, your office gets boring after a while. Though I am curious what secrets you hide in your bedroom,” Minho mumbled, eyes closed as he enjoyed the other’s lips on his ear. It was a little sensitive but he did not need to tell Taehyung that. He would figure that out himself sooner or later.

@l minho [Sorry for the late reply bb!]

“Right. Everyone else in the gang seems to not consider how much responsibility and work the higher position call for. Plus, I had to work hard to get to where I am now rather than kissing someone’s like some of the guys try to do.” Taehyung had always been annoyed by such behaviour and was relieved that Minho acted quite differently.

“Nasty?” He chuckled at what Minho called the drink. “I will force you to have a glass. It’s delicious, not nasty. Your throat will just burn a little the first time you drink it.” He enjoyed pure drinks most himself as he was also able to handle quite a lot of drinks before actually sensing any effects on his body and mind. It varied, of course, but he had gotten used to it over the last few years. Taehyung rolled his eyes at the nickname Minho gave him, however, he also couldn’t hide the grin that overtook his lips.

“Thanks.” He took a sip from his scotch once it was handed to him. “I enjoy any alcohol to be honest. Cocktails and wine are just as fine as scotch and vodka. It depends on the occasion and whatever I feel like that day.” However, pure drinks were his usual, the light burn on his lips had him feel alive in a way, just like each time he managed to hack some data from the government or any other big deal.

“You’re quite the curious type, Minho. Is this why you tried to hack me back then? Or was that just for the scamming?” His arm looped around Minho’s shoulder so that he could pull the younger’s body closer against his. There were no eyes on them as they sat in the quieter area of the bar where Taehyung had his usual spot. However, he wouldn’t have minded people watching and imaging just what he would still do to the other man tonight. “Maybe I can get to know your cats tonight, they might be around on our way to your bedroom.” His lips were pressed against Minho’s ear as he whispered these words. “My office is a little boring after a while, don’t you think?”

@k taehyung “Well, I know you are not but it’s easier to describe it like that,” Minho said, shaking his head amused. Of course he knew Taehyung was his boss and he was in no way trying to diminish his power, but sometimes it was easier to explain things differently. And Minho was, more often than not, very lazy when it came to talking. “And thanks, no thanks. I cannot imagine how much annoying work you have to do.” Minho grimaced. He already was annoyed enough with the work Taehyung gave him and he was pretty sure it was the easier paper work. Aside from this he wasn’t exactly in the mafia because he wanted to climb up in position. He wasn’t planning on staying for a long time anways.

Scrunching his face a bit, the younger looked at the man in front of him. “Nasty,” he huffed. Though scotch was probably one of the lesser evil. Minho just wasn’t one for pure drinks and he preferred his alcohol to be mixed into something sweet where he wouldn’t exactly taste it. “But whatever makes you happy,” he then added and shook his head amused. The bar was busy as usual whenever Minho was here – though that was not often – and he could even see a few familiar faces.

“Sure, your highness,” Minho chuckled amused and then walked towards the bartender, ordering them some drinks. It only took the waiter a few moments to get them their drinks and Minho made his way back to Taehyung with two drinks in his hands. He had chosen some mixed drink that was rather strong and some scotch for Taehyung as he at least now knew that the other liked to drink it.

“Here,” he said, handing his drink to Taehyung before letting himself fall into the seat next to the other, taking a sip from his drink. For a moment he grimaced as the alcohol was still very easily for him to distinguish but he easily got used to it. He wasn’t a quitter after all. “So, what else do you usually drink aside from scotch and other pure drinks?” he asked and looked at Taehyung. He was still surprised the other had taken him here today but then again who was he to question? However Minho had always been of curious nature and questions were something that often slipped his lips. Especially in situation where it was better to ing shut the up.

@c tzuyu “That’s good then,” Hoseok said with a smile. They had plenty of time to get downstairs to eat, something that rather excited Hoseok. He had always been the type to be a stickler of being on time. Better be early than late, who knew what would happen if they arrived late. Maybe their reserved table would be taken up, who knows.

After quickly checking the contents of his wallet, the male gestured for Tzuyu to follow him to the door. “I bet the faucet head is nice too, huh? Fancy hotels like this always got the best showers.” A grin formed on his face as he spoke to Tzuyu, his elbow out for her to take hold of as they walked. It was strange walking down the hall of such a lavish hotel with a young woman that he was not to be selling.

Such a weird thing for him, indeed.

“Maybe you can take a bath when we’re done in the restaurant. So you can relax. I know this hotel is the type to do whatever you ask.” Once at the host-booth, Hoseok gave his name, and soon after they were seated. “You can get whatever you want, don’t worry about the price.”

@l minho “You better not. I don’t exactly like my people acting out.” Taehyung commented. Nonetheless, for Minho he had never cared as much about disciplining him as he had with the others. Mainly because they just had another connection than he had with anyone else of the gang. It wasn’t for the only, surely a nice extra though. However, it was more so that Minho wasn’t one of those who tried to rise in position. 

“How is that a compliment?” A grin tried to sneak at the outline of his lips too but Taehyung kept his gaze steady. His car was one of his prized possessions, typical thing for someone in his position and with the amount of money that he earned. He wouldn’t leave it in a shady area. It wouldn’t matter if he could drive home after but he wanted to drink himself and forget about the stressful work days, the annoying members of the gang. Sometimes he really just wanted to ditch everything, quite impossible in his position though and he still enjoyed hacking like he had since day one. It gave him a certain power that he would never want to lose. 

“Interesting.” He commented upon Minho’s choice of drinks. Taehyung would make sure to order those. “Disgusting?” He snorted lightly. “I drink pure stuff. Scotch is nice, a classic.” The question was interesting, almost caught him off guard for a moment. “What do you think?” He asked in response, a smug smirk attached to his lips. “Don’t forget that you’re my assistant though, not my co-worker. Are you trying to climb up in position too?” It was joking but Taehyung found it amusing that Minho didn’t even care for a second if his words could piss Taehyung off. 

Once they reached the bar, Taehyung paid the taxi driver and then got out of the car. “Let’s go.” The place was quite busy but his usually spot, a table in the lounge area at the back of the bar, wasn’t occupied. They always kept this free spot for him. “Order for us, Minho.”

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@j hoseok Tzuyu hummed softly. Her pimp wasn't a bad person. But she was never completely honest with him either. He even asked if she ate and she said yes. He never asked how much... So... She didn't like... But she did hold out a little bit of information. She walked out of the bathroom after getting dressed again. She looked over at Hoseok and nodded with a smile.

"I definitely feel better. A lot less gross now." She answered. And she did. She felt a lot better after taking a shower. "A shower has never felt so nice..." Though it's no lie she's had worse customers... But they weren't gross like the last guy. The others were just scary... Or a bit too rough sometimes...

Tzuyu braided her hair and nodded, looking back over at the male. "Yes~ It never hurts to be early~." She agreed, nodding again. She thought about the day everything happened and immediately was angry about it. But her anger did show. She didn't need to concern the other with that. At least not right now... He didn't ask. She didn't have to tell...

@c minki "Yeah, for now," Seonghwa said amused as he watched the young man in front of him. He looked adorable. Lost and confused and honestly scared - and that was exactly what Seonghwa had wanted to cause. Because it was the easiest way to get what he wanted and oh he would definitely get what he wanted. "Though I wouldn't skin you alive. I'll probbaly do something much worse." Because Seonghwa isn't the one to torture. No, that's not what his group does and if the other thought about it, he would probably realise that too. He looked like a clever one.

There is a knowing smile on Seonghwa's lips and he hummed. "I know," he said as he sipped from his drink, watching Ren intently. Oh of course he knew, that is exactly why he requested this one particular drug. "Let this be my problem, not yours. You only have to concern yourself with creating this." He leaned back as he watched the other curiously, wondering what is going on his pretty head. Maybe he was planning to run away though Seonghwa had pretty much made it clear that it was no use. He would find him. He found everyone he wanted, dead or alive.

As an answer to Ren's question Seonghwa shrugged as he looked at the other. "Well, for now I'd say yes. But who knows," he hummed and there was a smirk on his pretty lips. He might contact the other again if he needed him, but usually he was able to do his business without any drugs. Gentle persuation often was more than enough. "But the sooner you start, the sooner you will figure it out." He leaned forward a bit, waiting for the other to jump into action.

@p seonghwa Minki hates how obviously scared he looks of the other and attempts to put up a brave front, only to falter again when he sees the familiar-looking envelope on the table. A small sigh escapes his lips, and he stares at it for a while before realizing that doing nothing about it will only anger the other man even more, so he extends a shaky arm to slide it closer to him. "You're not going to skin me alive... for now," he says in the same meek tone — if not weaker. "But I can't ask you to guarantee that you won't if I refuse this."

He opens the envelope with ease, which says a lot about how he's basically used to Seonghwa ordering him around like a slave at this point. He doesn't even need to read its content to know what the other is requesting (or demanding) him to do, but he an eyebrow when he sees the name of the drug written on the paper. "Why would a scavenger need this?" he asks. "You do know that this drug in particular could cause addiction if you consume it enough."

Perhaps it's more of a personal request than a work-related one, especially since Seonghwa had contacted him personally for it instead of his superior, who will then pass on the order to him, but Minki does not want to know what the other man would be up to in his free time. "Only once," he repeats. "I hope I'm right in assuming that you won't be needing me anymore after I complete your order." He deliberately ignores the last question and hopes that Seonghwa doesn't press him about it.

@c tzuyu He wanted to ask her more questions regarding her pimp, but Hoseok decided to hold off. Why was he so insistent on knowing everything that was going on with her, why did he care so much? It was not like his overly caring about one girl would suddenly make his wrongs in life go away. It honestly shouldn’t matter what she would do, he could just turn a blind eye to her, let her stay with him for just tonight for her to be safe. Why was it that he was getting so riled up about how she was being taken care of? The male was being ridiculous and he knew it. After tonight, he probably wouldn’t see her again anyways, so why did it matter.

‘After tonight she may also have the worst nights of her life,’ he thought to himself. There were things that even the most caring of pimps couldn’t prevent.

“You don’t need to tell me. I honestly would rather to not know. Take as long as you need, the place is just downstairs.” She seemed uncomfortable, ashamed that she had been touched by a customer. Possibly, she was ashamed of the fact that she had brought it up to him. Was she nervous that he was younger than the other men she had relations with? Or was she embarrassed because she wasn’t used to this lifestyle? Hoseok pondered on the thought as he waited for the young e to finish her much needed shower. Tzuyu was probably one of those girls that was forced into this. The poor thing.

Hoseok had gone into a daze, absentmindedly going through his phone, when Tzuyu finally emerged from the bathroom. Steam exited with her, as the bedroom was chilled from the much needed ac. “Do you feel better now? We have about ten more minutes. Doesn’t hurt to be early right?”

@c minki “Now come on, don’t look like I’m going to skin you alive,” Seonghwa snorted amused though he had to admit that he liked seeing the other shrink in his position, clearly understanding that he had done something terribly wrong. Now Seonghwa had to admit it wasn’t that bad to reject something he wanted though he was horribly petty and a pain in the so of course he had done his best to just contact the other again and again and piss him off.

“This,” he said and then put an envelope on the table. “Though I am pretty sure you already know what I want. Unless you don’t read whatever people tell you and just block them. Right, you blocked me,” he mumbled the last sentence and he looked everything but not satisfied with the situation. Sipping on his drink he looked at the other – he looked really small like it and if Seonghwa felt any kind of regret or remorse, now would be the moment to feel it, but he had not even one ounce of pity for the boy.

Slightly Seonghwa turned to the other, looking properly at him. “I’m pretty sure you know how this works. You being save while you comply and give me what I want. Lucky for you I probably only need it once.” Or so he hoped though he let the slight feeling of ‘I might hit you up again’ swing with it. “You ran from me, didn’t you?” He chuckled amused. Well, it had been a nice try but definitely not worth it for sure. Because now here he was, scaring the kid less. For a moment Seonghwa wondered if he had the right one but he was onehundred percent sure he did.

@p seonghwa Ren's eyes have been darting back and forth between his drink and the entrance ever since he entered the bar. His elbows rest on the counter and his forehead is pressed against his palms, pushing a few strands of hair back as his legs shake uncontrollably on the stool. Even the bartender has started to notice how anxious he is and asks if he is alright with a slightly concerned expression on his face. "I'm fine," Ren answers, his tone being more curt than usual.

He's not. He hasn't had enough sleep ever since a certain someone started contacting him again after a while, sending Ren — or Minki — a request to meet. He thanks technology for enabling him to cancel said requests within seconds, but he knows that it won't stop the person in question from chasing him. So he left his apartment as soon as possible and wandered around town, finally stopping at the bar owned by his gang as a desperate attempt to keep himself safe for as long as he can—

—which isn't long, because the next thing he knows, the man he's been avoiding, Seonghwa, enters the place without a hint of fear present in his demeanor. Minki can only watch him occupy the empty seat next to him helplessly as he starts rambling on about how he's been trying to get a hold of him. He contemplates enlisting the bartender's help to get him out, but he knows that the other man would not let him escape that easily, and that if he dares to try, the consequences would be much larger than he could imagine. "What do you want?" he whispers meekly.

@c minki Seonghwa shouldn’t be as fearless and unbothered as he was in this bar, especially as he was about to threaten someone he probably should not threaten but he had never had a feeling for situations he shouldn’t end up in. Simply because he did not care. At all. He ordered two drinks and once the bartender put it in front of the young man – his target – Seonghwa sat down next to him, ready to hold him in place if the other bolted.

“I was already worried I wouldn’t find you today,” the older hummed and took a sip from his drink. He remembered the other’s name – Choi Ren, or how other’s had known him, Choi Minki. He had gotten quite some information on the person of interest beforehand, especially as that guy had cancelled his request within seconds. Probably because he hadn’t taken care of it himself but that was a different story. So here he was, doing it himself. “I was at your apartment already but no wonder I couldn’t find you here.” He was dropping this information simply because he wanted the other to know that he knew a lot more than he might think and that running would be no use.

“I sent you a request, yesterday. You cancelled it.” He wasn’t here because he wanted revenge or anything, no, he wanted what he had asked for and he would make sure to get it. It was crucial for something he had planned, a little surprise for someone who had been a bother for such a long time. And he had heard about the man next to him quite a few times – so he had decided to give it a go. And Seonghwa was someone who just simply did not expect a no. “Don’t worry, the drink is free. Free of any chemicals as well.” So he knew the smirk on his lips probably wasn't exactly reassuring.

@j hoseok "I know... I know..." She said quietly. "I didn't really think much about it... And I've felt fine..." She sighed, looking up at the other, allowing him to rub her head, a calming feeling. She moved closer to him. Now that she was thinking about it... It was weird that after a few days of knowing her.... Her pimp didn't even realize she was acting differently. A bit more compliant today that other days.

"Mmmm... Well... It is a little... But I'm really just not picky... If I have food then I eat it..." She said, shrugging a little bit. She let out a soft hum. "A shower sounds so nice right now... I've only had one other person today... And he was a little gross..." Her words were quiet. Unlike others she has seen. She wasn't a fan of talking about her nightly body count. It just made her feel worse.

Tzuyu hummed softly as they approached the hotel, noticing how nice it already looked from the outside. She walked into the room with Hoseok and was immediately blown away by it. "Oh wow..." She mused. "I'll go take a shower..." She walked into the bathroom, which was admittedly huge. She got herself undressed and started running the water. She stepped in and let out a soft sigh of content.

@p chaeyoung (sorry in advance, my keyboard won’t lemme do the accent mark uwu)
It had been six months since Rose had messaged him. He often thought that her saying it was okay that he left Aureo Rosa had begun to be a lie. It hurt him when she randomly stopped messaging him, when their contact with each other had become nonexistent. Was he nothing to her? She was nearly everything to him, despite their agreeing to being together without the exclusivity. If she had told him that she wanted him to be hers and only hers, he would have in a heartbeat.

But did his leaving his high position as a pimp with the gang strain things? It had been hard to meet as often, but Hoseok thought they were making it work. One month, two...then six months go by without a word? Her messages had become scarce before then as well, as if she were no longer comfortable with him. He had finally thought that it was all over, that nothing more would come of them...that it until he received a message from her to meet.

Hoseok didn’t question, did not care that it was a weeknight, he immediately requested for the day after their meeting off for a “family emergency”. Without a question, Hoseok found himself at the bar, sidling himself beside the second-in-command of Aureo Rosa a few days later.

“I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore or something,” he commented as he ordered a drink. “Were they giving you for my leaving or something?” He wanted so badly to ask her why she had been avoiding him. To be as obvious as possible how hurt he was to be cast to the side for so many months. “It’s been six months, Rose. Why did you call me out here?”

@c tzuyu “You should really be eating properly and drinking lots of water. I see why the nerves would prevent you from eating...but even something small like a granola bar in the morning should help a bit.” Hoseok offered the girl a smile, rubbing the top of her head gently as he spoke. Even still, he could not help but blame the pimp that she had. Even if it was just nerves, one would think that the would have noticed and tried to get her to eat something...anything to make sure that she was receiving her very much needed nutrition.

“That sounds a little depressing...So let’s just stick to the restaurant then. You can afford fast food on your own, anyways. Plus, the hotel room will have plenty of water and everything...and a shower if you want it.” He wasn’t sure if he caught her at the start or middle of her shift. Was it possible that she had seen a few customers previously? Who knew, and he did not feel like asking her such a sensitive question. Some es were proud of the amount of customers they received, while others hated every second of it.

The Hotel was thankfully not too far away. However, it was a higher end one, one where her pimp would not expect a young man like him to take her. This was something for the professional escorts and above. Not for an amateur like her. And a suite of this size, Hoseok highly doubted that Tzuyu would see this again any time soon. “We have about thirty minutes before the reservation starts.” Hoseok sat on the couch in the room, turning on the television. “You can do what you like until then.”

@j hoseok Rosé. It is who she is now. Park Chaeyoung had stepped in to this world hoping to take revenge to the person who killed her twin sister and yet, it had been six months of playing this deceitful facade to no avail. The woman had spent the last six months digging up every single thing from her sister’s life–finding something that might lead to the murderer–she had investigated the members of the gang and even the other people who knew her outside of the mafia.

Still, zero leads. it.

Chaeyoung felt as if she was running out of time as the days continue to went on like that, mundane at best. Then, the impostor found this certain man on Rosé’s contacts—an ex-member of the aureo rosa gang and also, her sister’s lover.

Hoseok.

With a new found hope, she had contact the male a few days ago telling him that they should catch up over a drink at this bar. The woman swirled the drink in her hand, a sly smirk tugging on the corner of her lips as she waits for his arrival.

@j hoseok (our plots are my favorite ;; /accepts the pats/ )

@c tzuyu (Its okay uwu you were excited and bored /pat pat/)

@j hoseok (I know! I'm sorry ;; I didn't even think about it! )

@c tzuyu (I know bb TwT but you know it stress me hhhh but its okay, I got most of my things done love)

@j hoseok (I'm sorry! I'm bored! ;; )

@c tzuyu (cries nooo take your time pls bb)

@j hoseok "Heh... Yeah... I've tried that already... They always find me..." She said quietly. "How in the world would you know that anyways?" She felt his hand firming up on her back. "I just... What? No... I just couldn't. I haven't been eating much lately anyways..." She answered. "My nerves have gotten the better of me lately..." She hadn't even thought of the possibility of her passing out in the middle of an appointment. The thought scared her now because she has no idea what those men are honestly capable of.

She blinked, surprised by what he was saying. As if he had so much experience with this sort of thing. Though that did make her feel a bit better. She blinked at what he said next. "What? Oh... I already told you my name... I guess I am a little dehydrated... I had some water earlier but that's really it..." She mentally face palmed at the fact that she introduced herself twice. 'jesus Tzuyu...' She thought.

Tzuyu didn't argue with the clothes Hoseok gave her. Finding they were pretty similar to her day to day clothes. She took the clothes and changed into them. Feeling so much better after taking her heels off. She let out a small sigh of relief as shepulled the sneakers on. She walked back out to him, nodding. "Yeah... This feels so much better... And less revealing..." She answered, smiling. "Mmmm... That's perfectly fine. I don't care where. As long as the food is good. I eat anything... Fast food... Whatever I'm given."