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@❥ jimin p. jihyo let herself be taken into the bathroom by jimin for their secret smoke session. the bathroom was thankfully empty, but even if it was occupied, who the cares? the female didn’t care if anyone had walked in. the worse that could happen was being kicked out of the establishment, but she could easily keep the party going at her own place. needless to say, she wasn’t too concerned.

jihyo laughed at jimin’s preparedness as he pulled out two already rolled joints and two different flavors at that. she her interest was piqued with the cranberry flavored one, but opted to stick to her best friend’s suggestion. you can never go wrong with strawberry flavored things. he had a plan to smoke both anyway, so she’d be able to try the other one later in the night anyway. pulling out his cute themed lighter, jimin sparked the starwberry jay before taking a drag. he passed it to her and she carefully took it between her fingertips. it smelled heavenly as jimin blew out smoke. this is exactly what she had been waiting for. jihyo takes a drag of it herself, inhaling and holding it for several moments before releasing it. oh yeah, jimin was right. this is great . she takes another hit before passing it back to jimin.

the brunette hops up on the counter and crosses her legs, wanting to lean against the wall, but instead has to lean onto the uncomfortable paper towel dispenser that’s so inconveniently placed there. she blows out the smoke once again and smacks her lips together a few times afterwards, further trying to get a taste of the strawberry flavor. “you’re right, it is pretty sweet. as for you… mmm, not so much.” jihyo teases with a playful grin. it’s all jokes, of course. jimin can be sweet and kind when he wants to, though he’s usually very sassy.

the two drags jihyo took with the combination of the alcohol from earlier has her body feeling so relaxed. any tightness she had in her muscles are gone now and her mind is fuzzy. the night is already going so smoothly and according to plan. she’s so glad the two could meet up like this and just let loose. there is something she still wants to do though. she uncrosses her legs and spreads them, the bottom of her dress rolling up due to the action. she curls her finger towards jimin, motioning him to come closer. “let’s shotgun, babes.” there’s a mischievous glint in her hooded eyes as she pats the small part of the counter between her smooth legs for jimin to stand in front of. she’s not wearing any due to the style of her dress, perhaps a glimpse of her bare exposing itself from where jimin’s standing. she’s not in the right mindset to notice, so she remains oblivious and unbothered.

@❥ jihyo p. "Nah, not tonight. My job has been tiring me out and i'm sick of seeing the same men wanting to see me for the tenth time that week." The male sighed out, his shoulders lowering. He was so happy that no one could touch him at work, or he probably would of quit. "They pay /amazing/ money, don't get me wrong but //, i'd like some in' variety for once y'know?"

Jimin was in shock majority of his best friends story, making the same face of disgust as she were. "Oh I can't believe he would do some like that..." He scoffed. "Can't he see that you're getting so much better than that? /And/ money?" The male rolled his eyes once again. He was so tired of men thinking they could just enter back in lives that they practically ruined, like would be better. "Babe, you need to be with better men." He snorted, partially joking because he honestly should have been talking either.

The jiggle from the slap to his made him giggle, sticking his tongue out at her playfully. "Listen, this bussy here can make straight men question everything in their lives like /that/." He snapped with the last word, smirking. "And keeps having everyone coming back for more because no one can give him good like this~" Then giving his own that was poking from the seat a little slap. "This thing here is dangerous." With a laugh, he continued to sip his drink.

It had only taken Jimin a good two good big sips of his drink to be completely finished with it, nodding as he was somewhat recovering from the rush of alcohol down his throat. With the pop his lips, he slipped a hand into his clutch purse to pull out a fifty dollar bill and placed it next to the empty glass. "That's for you handsome~" He smiled at them, soon turning to Jihyo as he stood up from the seat. "Let's go to the bathroom then, hm? I'm not sure how this club fairs with smoking in front of everyone and the smoking area is filled with cigarettes." He made a disgusted face, waving his hand in front of him. "I can't stand that . I swear if that guy didn't have such a nice /everything/, I wouldn't of let it get this far!" He declared and took his best friends hand and tugged them into the womens bathroom. Thankfully, no one was in there to disturb them. It better stay like that.

"Okay so-" He fished around in his clutch bag to pull out a small tin, slipping the top off to show the two jays he pearled earlier that day. "We have free reign-" He pointed to the one on the left. "And strawberry cupcake." Then to the right. "Which one you want? The first one has cranberry flavored paper and the other one is strawberry flavored~ They're both pretty damn strong, but if you wanna the best high, I think we should go with strawberry." He said as he picked up the one on the right with the tips of his long, sharp nails. "I think this would finally get us to kick start our night. The other one? Should end it." He said with a nod as he grabbed his lighter from the same bag. It was a cute little skeleton shaped lighter with a flick top. The male then flicked the top open, and the flame came alive in tall red and blue waves. Once he lit the jay, he slipped the lighter and tin back into his bag, then holding the object between two slender fingers and taking a long, drawn out drag before passing it to Jihyo.

He sighed out the smoke with a lulled noise. "Yeah... This is great , taste just like me~ Sweet."

@❥ jimin p. jihyo’s eyebrow quirked up in amusement upon hearing her best friend’s plans for the night. “no in your plans tonight? i’m surprised, you .” she laughs before picking up her drink and taking a long sip. “shall we light one up already?” a big smile stretches across her face as she eyes jimin’s clutch, wanting to taste and smell the grass she’d been eagerly looking forward to tonight. she lowkey feels like a crackhead suffering from withdrawal because she only ever smokes with jimin. any other time, she’ll pop a pill or around with snow white.

the female sugar baby leaned in close as jimin started to talk about his weekend. her drink made its home in her hand, taking occasional swigs from the beverage. the male sugar baby pulls out his phone to show jihyo the dress he had worn on that specific day of the story. it was indeed a very y outfit. it was a long, black bodycon dress with slits up the sides. the slits went so far up, ending somewhere around his ribcage and was held together by thin criss-cross straps. jimin looked very hot in the photo, especially with the added exposure of skin to show off his thick thighs. "oh, , bestie- that's ing hot!" he was right, he was definitely giving meal that night. jimin knew he looked good and purposely wore outfits to further accentuate and ooze his attractiveness. they were one and the same with this idea, as jihyo does the same exact thing.

she was completely immersed in her best friend’s story, nodding along attentively and making the wildest expressions as the story got increasingly more interesting. he mentions that the male he came across was smoking a cigarette and jihyo shrugs in response. "i’m not gonna lie, men smoking cigs is y as ." this much was true for her. it's more of an attractive aesthetic to her rather than actually favoring the action. "but the smell? yuck, i can’t." she briefly acts as if she's backing away from an imaginary smoking man with her hands pushed out in front of her, drink still in hand, and now with a slight grimace on her face. the female chuckles and returns back to her original position as jimin continues to gush about this mystery man now turned sugar daddy. he goes on about how the was basically immaculate and even goes as far to say he would willing drop everybody for that man. jihyo's eyes widen at the surprising statement coming from the thirstiest man she knows. “damn, , it was that good?” she can't even begin to imagine dropping all of her sugar daddies for one person. that's a huge loss of money and practically marriage in her eyes. she truly cannot believe he just said that. "don’t let that trap you into dropping the rest of your money makers, boo! we got a lifestyle to maintain." on the other hand, jihyo's interest was piqued from the astounding review jimin gave this man. she wondered if he was as good as he claimed. “but lemme take him out for a test drive, though.” the brunette quips playfully with zero seriousness behind the statement. she would never interfere with his or his money.

jihyo was done taking baby sips of her drink, opting to throw her straw on the counter and taking a big gulp. she also had a story to tell, but it certainly wasn't as juicy as his. "/girl/, lemme tell you about the other day!" she starts with the roll of her eyes and an annoyed groan. "so you already know i can’t /stand/ the men i used to around with.” when it came to romantic relationships, jihyo never really was the best at choosing men. jimin knew this all too well as jihyo told him every little detail about her life. she always seemed to pick the bums, cheaters, liars, and overall most toxic guys she’s ever met. she tends to get easily blinded by their attractiveness and damn, was she a ing er for a beautiful smile. a set of pearly whites was all it took to have jihyo weak in the knees and simping for a man. she continues on with her story, agitation very clear in her tone. “tell me why my ex hit me up talkin’ bout some ‘hey, big head. you miss me?’” she imitates her ex with a deep and disrespectful sounding voice, lips turned downwards as she mocks his words. her brows are furrowed in irritation, an ugly and annoyed look sketched into her features. “ no! more like miss me with that bull! and i told him that , too.” jihyo takes another swig of her drink and crunches on an ice cube that snuck its way into , smacking her lips as she talks. “i don’t know what he thought this was, but i don’t with broke men no more.” jihyo has always had money since her father is a rich ceo. it truly is a wonder why the female chose to date and men with no money. though, in hindsight, it didn’t matter much to her as she was only there for the and dates since she got her money from her dad. now that she’s financially cut off from him, she doesn’t have time to waste on dating men with no money. besides, her sugar daddies already give her the best combo of all: and money.

“and you wanna know what the craziest part of this is? he subscribed to my onlyfans right before he texted me! the ing audacity.” it was kind of weird to see her ex that she hadn't spoken to in almost a year randomly subscribe to her adult content. she didn't think him to be a cuck, but you learn something new every day. to each their own, i guess. “he sees me ing on /real/ men that can actually handle all this," jihyo slides her hands down her body to emphasize her point, "and now he wants it back. , i never blocked a man so fast in my /life/!" she finishes the last of her drink and slams the empty plastic cup on the counter to join the forgotten straw from earlier, nerves all riled up from recounting her story. she could definitely use that joint now. "so while you were out here getting your little bussy ed," the brunette slaps the side of jimin's , "i was dealing with some bull."

@❥ jihyo p. "Oh /please/, I already have two jays in my purse just for tonight." He giggled. "I'm planning on getting absolutely cross faded, dancing with you and some fine man, and then passing the // out in my bed tonight."

His best friend was an absolute ing mess and he /loved/ it. She held no shame just like he, and he absolutely would call her his twin whenever he had the chance. Before Jimin would answer her questions, he took the two shots down like it was nothing. Well, until the 2nd shot, shaking his head a little bit with a face. "God, why did they give me such a tall glass of this ?" He chuckled out, then looking back over at the bartender. "Mango mojito please, /strong/." He ordered, with a sly little wink at the end. Once he did, he turned to his best friend with the bite of his lip. Oh he had a ing story to tell her.

"Holy /ing/ , Jihyo." He started, feeling the excited jitters hit his body a little. Damn that alcohol was strong. Three big shots in and he was already in a good little stage. "You would not ing believe what I just went through this weekend." Hell, he couldn't believe it himself. "//." Jimin started again, but his drink was already being served to him. He looked at the handsome bartender once again and little a thank you, smirking at them before grabbing the drink to take a sip, then putting it down.

"So, as you know. I like to take myself out every week because i ing deserve it, and I took myself on this fancy little dinner. I had such a hot dress on- here look." He took out his phone just to show his bestie a photo he took of himself before he went out [here's the dress: https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0423/1069/7115/products/product-image-1862969964.jpg?v=1636689603 ]. He then pulled back just a little bit to put his phone back in his black clutch purse. "A meal, I know-" He snorted. "Anyways, after that little dinner, I went outside to call my uber- by the way, I am /tipsy/ as at this point and I /just/ want to go home and take a bath, but I was approached by this-" He sighed, the slight roll of his eyes but it wasn't out of annoyance. "-has to be one of the finest men I've ever met in my ing life and /girl/ that suit he wore was just showing /so much/ of what he had~ His body is insane- /anyways/- he was smoking cigs- gross, I know, but I didn't want to pass up the in' chance." He chuckled, taking a healthy sip. "He took me to a hotel because I told him I wasn't comfortable just going straight to his house and /oh my god/ this hotel was just luxurious as ever. And- /Jihyo/. He's ing /huge/. I thought he wouldn't be able to use it but was /I/ wrong. And his mouth- oh my /god/. He had me up /all/ night /crying/. I don't think I've ever been so loud in my life! And now- he's my ing sugar daddy. Can you in' believe that?"

He scoffed, bringing the straw back up to his lips. "I swear I dream about his every night. I have /never/ felt anything like that before. I just might drop all of my calls for him Jihyo I'm /telling/ you."

@❥ jimin p. jihyo snapped her head towards the familiar voice with a -eating grin on her face, excited to see her best friend and being naturally amused by his greeting. “it’s about time you graced me with your presence, .” she nudges jimin playfully before watching him down the clear liquid with ease. he apologizes for his lateness and ends the sentiment with a hilarious story of his uber driver. the brunette laughs loud and obnoxiously at the information, receiving a few annoyed looks from nearby people sitting at the bar. “well, , i don’t blame him. you look ing amazing, bestie.” she takes a good, long look at jimin and his outfit, eyes scanning him from head to toe throughly. “i mean i’d smash.” jihyo shrugs nonchalantly, keeping the same playful grin from earlier on her lips.

“you’re still behind by a shot. let’s get another round and maybe something to sip on. don’t wanna get drunk too quick before we even get to dance and do other… recreational activities.” jihyo chuckles at her own smoking reference and because she knows she and jimin could drink shots all night unprovoked and get way too ed up for their own good. someone’s gotta be at least a /little/ responsible. plus, she really did wanna dance and smoke to unwind. she orders two shots for her best friend and one for herself. she thinks for a moment about which drink she should get before settling on a simple vodka sprite. “i’ll let you go ahead and order your own drink.” jihyo states, motioning her hands towards the bartender for jimin to request his drink order.

“let’s catch up a bit before hitting the dance floor, yeah?” jihyo swivels her chair to face jimin and crosses her leg over the other one. “now,” she starts, lips twitching up in eagerness, “first thing’s first… what’s the latest on your ual endeavors?” although jimin and jihyo hang out during the day, it had been a while since they had done so. it’s safe to say that jihyo was lagging behind in the current gossip between them. the brunette is heavily interested in jimin’s life (or just in general) because what else could be more interesting than men with big ? she knows her best friend will have lots to say because, well, they’re both thots. jihyo also has much to say about her own relationships.

the bartender serves their drinks and jihyo takes the shot glass with delicate fingers before bringing it between her and jimin. “to an unforgettable night. cheers, !” she clicks her shot glass with jimin’s, a tiny bit of vodka splashing out from the impact to run off the side of her hand. bringing the glass to her lips, jihyo throws her head back to swallow the bitter alcohol. she smacks her lips and clears from the burn. “damn, that’s good .” a wave of serotonin washes over her body as the alcohol starts to kick in, giving the female a nice buzz. she’s not drunk and not quite tipsy yet, but it’s a nice middle ground.

@❥ jihyo p. He was late. Of course he was late. Yet this time, it was not on purpose. He knew well today that he was going to get /some/ sort of ed up, whether if it was from drugs or alcohol, so an uber was in place. But, the dumb driver got ing lost and Jimin does not have patience for that . So he called another, and they got stuck in some sort of traffic. Either way, he was already irritated when he entered the car, sighing loudly passed his lips. It didn’t help that the driver was taking a peek at him every time they could through the rear-view mirror.

“The are you lookin’ at?” Jimin antagonized sharply and the driver flinched, looking back at the road in front of him. His dull silver eyes rolled. He enjoyed attention, but not when he was clearly not in a mood to receive it well. It’d taken a good 30 minutes to arrive at his destination, hoping that jihyo did not have to wait too long of a time for her best friend.

As soon as he’d gotten out of the car, his phone vibrated in his hands.

from: tiddy bestie ♡

wya? you got me out here looking like a loser all by myself :crying_emoji:

The male tilted his head back to laugh, the uber finally rolling off but Jimin could feel eyes on his . He quickly turned around to see the driver quickly looking away. Jimin bucked at them. “ YOU!” He wasn’t one to be afraid to do things like that, glaring at the speeding car. He finally turned in his heels to walk inside of the club with his eyes fluttering to the back of his head in annoyance. As soon as he entered, he bent down to fix the strap attached to his heels. Though no one could see them, it was still uncomfortable to feel fabric roll against the skin of his leg. Lifting up, he fixed the thin fabric on the front of his dress that covered little of his chest. It was an open front, long black body con dress that hugged his figure like a glove, barely covering the front of his body except his chest. Barely that. But it was a good damn view of his toned, muscled body that was shimmering with body butter, showing his belly piercing with his piercings clearly poking through the thin fabric

Jimin walked through the club like he was the main character, getting stares left and right, especially from people who were already accompanied by someone. But he wasn’t here for them, he was here for his best friend and his best friend only. She needed him and was basically his second half. Finally, he caught sight of her at the bar and with out a word, he slipped onto one of the bar seats to the left of his best friend. He looked smug, smirking at the bartender in front of him. “Tall shot of bacardi please~” He cooed, the bartender looking him up and down before nodding. He then looked over at Jihyo, smiling sweetly at her. “Hey y~ Come here often?” As soon as he said that, his shot was passed on to him and he took it, immediately throwing it back with barely any reaction. But damn did that burn.

“I’m so sorry.” He sighed, clearing his throat as he set down the glass. “Uber drivers are ing stupid and weird. He almost crashed his car speeding away looking at my .”



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@❥ jimin p. it’s a saturday night and the club is crowded with people. multiple groups of people are on the dance floor, dancing and grinding against each other to the beat of the music. the lights flash sporadically in a range of colorful hues, illuminating the lucky faces it chooses to briefly land on. jihyo struts into the nightclub with strong confidence in each step, phone in hand and garnering interested looks from strange men and jealous sneers from the angry girlfriends of said men. it’s only natural for them to react that way as jihyo’s outfit left little to the imagination. her skimpy dress hugs tightly around her curvy body and is held together by thin straps of leather on her midsection and the sides of her hips and legs. there’s a huge dip on the front of the dress that goes down to her waist, shamelessly putting her big on full display and revealing the smooth skin of her chest and stomach. her strappy heels help her legs look long and y despite her short stature and show off her freshly pedicured toes. that being said, jihyo doesn’t pay the club goers any mind and continues to make her way to the bar.

jihyo sits on one of the high chairs at the bar as she waits for her best friend to arrive. as always, jimin is fashionably late. she’s used to it by now and takes his lack of punctuality as an opportunity to start drinking. the brunette orders two shots for herself and quickly downs them with ease, a drop or two of alcohol escaping past her lips and dripping onto the exposed skin of her chest. she can feel the burn of alcohol in and it’s a sensation she constantly yearns for. jihyo decides to text jimin for an eta because she doesn’t want to look like a loner sitting at the bar by herself any longer than she already has. she unlocks her phone and begins to tap away on the screen with her long manicured claws.

to: bess fren ♡
wya? you got me out here looking like a loser all by myself :crying_emoji:

jihyo’s happy to finally spend some time with her best friend. it isn’t easy for them to meet up like this through the countless appointments each of them have. sure, they hang out during the day either going shopping for luxury brand clothes or just kicking it at the house, but nighttime is when their schedules get hectic because once the sun goes down, the freaks come out at night. luckily, they both miraculously had a free night to themselves and jumped at the chance to go clubbing together.


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@❥ hyunjin h. The block of silence only made his thoughts run further. It was impossible to get his drunken mind off of . with Hyunjin once again. Just.../Just/ this once. It was what he needed- no, what he /wanted/. And he could tell that the other wanted it just as much; the aura switch in the room giving it away. Hyunjin closing in their space had taken the elder off guard a little bit, he'd almost backed away from such sudden movement, but once their eyes met, he felt like he was locked in.

He could practically /taste/ the alcohol in their breath, the tease of their soft lips against his- it was just... it was just intoxicating. All of it. And then they kissed. Taehyung could only explain it as years of relief lifting from his shoulders with ease. Was this really all he wanted? Just Hyunjin, this entire time? Their lips were just exactly how he remembered. Just as soft, just as sweet and spiked with spice.

Taehyung pulled away from the kiss, their lips parting with a gentle *smooch* that slightly echoed around the room. He stared at them, bringing the drink he had in his hands up to his lips just to down the rest of the contents in one go. If this was going to happen, he didn't need any second thoughts to disturb it. The only spot in the room was a bedside table and- actually... that was perfect. The male turned around to walk towards the table, settling down the glass, headed to the bed where he sat on the side edge. His hands moved back a little from their supported position as his legs spread just enough for the other to fit between them and stared at them through his mess of curls and hooded eyes.

He didn't need to say anything, his physical stance was enough.

@❥ taehyung k. it didn’t take longer than a few seconds for his cheeks to burn a bright pink hue from hearing Taehyungs bold words. this was nothing like him unless they were in an intimate situation. alone. at home.. in their shared bedroom. so he knew immediately it was the alcohol’s effects. “my toy..” he swallowed thickly, unable to help but to imagine Taehyungs words right as they left his lips, causing a problem to occur in hyunjin’s pants, not caring if it was visible or not.

everything was adding up, the anonymous donations he occasionally received during his lives- it all added up now that the elder had confessed to be the one who’s doing it. “you’re not a creep.” is all he manages to mutter out after he listened to everything they had to say. he swallowed down a lump of nervousness that formed from the idea of just fulfilling what they both needed.. wanted.. desired right in this moment. he wanted to touch.. kiss.. the other again. even if it was one last time. to make up for the anger and the built up sadness.

after contemplating hard on his thoughts, he said nothing more and stepped forward, grabbing taehyung by the fabrics of his top and tugged him closer. their faces were now inches apart and lips brushed against each other’s until hyunjin finally kissed his lips deeply, brows furrowing as he finally felt the elder’s pair again after so long. they tasted the same.. /felt/ the same. soft.. plump and juicy.. and the alcohol made it all the more delicious and he only wanted more of it.

@❥ hyunjin h. There a burn to his face, cheeks tinting more in red from both embarrassment and intoxication. He shouldn't have said anything. Now it was just getting awkward. "I've ah..." He took awhile to answer, eyes looking around as he were trying to avoid the confrontation physically as much as possible. "I... Just randomly found you earlier this year.. in January. I just.. needed something to satisfy me and I suddenly ing stumbled on you and-" A shaken breath left his lips. He was internally freaking out and he needed to calm down. "And...I haven't stopped since. I even..ing give big donations. Just to... secretly support you because I know you wanted to do something like that for awhile now and... I kinda just can't help but to think that I was holding you back on that..."

The elder gulped down the shame that tried to close in his throat, finally flickering his eyes up to meet Hyunjin's. "I just.. want you to know that I wouldn't have cared if you did when we were married. As long as you were safe and having fun... I was fine. And..." His eyes flickered down, the shame coming back to him, but he kept talking. "And... maybe you could of...used my body as well..." Taehyung bit his lip, just the thought of something like that made life burst in his core. And he hated it. How the alcohol was /really/ taking effect. "I...could of been your little toy for your lives... maybe even something to fill you while you play with other toys I-"

He shook his head. . What the // was he saying?! "I-I'm sorry- What the am I even saying right now..." He laughed. "I probably sound like a ing creep right now... I'm so...so sorry..." His head lowered to hang in shame, dark curls curtaining his beautiful honey brown eyes, that were now dull with so much negativity. Maybe this was a mistake. To just outwardly say so many things that he was keeping in.

@❥ taehyung k. “I—“ hyunjin was lost for words when the elder had confessed to missing him, missing them and their past, the happiness and deep love they had for each other. they used to be such a perfect couple until he decided to make the dumbest decision one could make. he would never forgive himself for it but it’s in the past and nothing he can say will make it better.

he still felt like he was in some kind of lucid dream talking to his ex like this, and being drunk didn’t help the feeling either. his heart was racing, beads of sweat peeking at his forehead from the burning of the alcohol in his system making it easier for him to get riled up on emotions. just as taehyung mentioned their wedding, the memories flashed through his head, oh how he missed that day.. one of his favorite memories. what was he doing? he was never this pathetic especially not around taehyung.

“wait what—“ he shook his head as he was sure he misheard what they had said. he’s been watching hyunjin’s livestreams?? the question repeated in his head over and over until it finally spilled out into words of confusion and embarrassment, though he also wasn’t surprised since he always knew Taehyung was a naughty freak behind closed doors, “you’ve been watching my lives?? are you ing kidding..” he mumbled the last question mostly to himself. yes he missed the other just as much.. but he was caught off guard to find out that he’s been helping his ex through his lives by giving him something to get off to. “How long have you been watching..”

@❥ hyunjin h. Taehyung stood there, staring at the man that he literally rewritten his entire life around. But that story was long forgotten in the sands of time, and there was no telling when it would resurface. If ever. He listened. Listened to their words, listened to their /emotion/, he placed all of his attention into them. Just like how he used to. But now, it was a completely different feeling. There was more pain than love and he could feel it thickening in the air. Taehyung stared at them for awhile. Thinking... just thinking, until-

"...You have no idea how much I dream about you. About that day never happening... just... /us/.. rekindling that flame that died out. Us renewing our vows around this time." He scoffed. There was a bitter, nasty taste in his mouth, and it wasn't the alcohol. "Actually having the wedding we wanted. You.../Us/ traveling together again. You giving me constant muse that my love for my craft never dwindled like it ing is now..." The male sniffled, raising his free hand up to wipe at his tears. The next few words just slipped from his mouth, the alcohol taking over.

"I even wish that it was me with you in your videos... giving you pleasure... making you feel good- making /us/ feel good..." What was he saying? He had no idea when he'd gotten to this point of drunkness but, why would he backtrack now? "I miss those ing s you'd give me. How you'd take care of me whenever we'd finish... how you would just.../love/ me..." Taehyung started to chuckle. Was he going crazy? He whispered. "I ing missed you and I /absolutely hate it/..."

@❥ taehyung k. his body began to heat up from the alcohol and angry, which from experience isn’t a beautiful mix. his hands balled into fists as he watched the other, tears also leaving his own eyes as he listened to the pain filled words that was directed at him. he knows he ed up. he always somehow messes up everything in his circle anyway so he wasn’t surprised, he felt helpless that he couldn’t fix it, couldn’t go back in time to be the better husband than his own father could never be. but instead, he only followed his father in his footsteps and hurt the one thing he truly loved in this wretched world.

“I did love you! I never wanted anything to do with anyone except you. I regretted it the moment I realized that he wasn’t you.” He couldn’t help but to choke up the tears as he spoke, struggling to keep his voice above the loud music. “You were my world, taehyung.. I was such a mess for the longest time when you left. You were the first greatest thing in my life and I let you get away, i was stupid and destroyed you.. us..” he was filled with so much anger and hatred for himself along with sorrow and loneliness for the other in front of him.

Grabbing Taehyung by the wrist, he tugged them into a nearly vacant room and shut the door to give them more privacy to hear each other, not caring that it was a private bedroom. He looked at the other with tear dripping eyes, his hands still balled, “I made a mistake. I never wanted to cheat. And I’d go back and change what happened if I could.”

@❥ hyunjin h. Taehyung gasped softly at the sudden tug at his wrist, balance nearly thrown off but he caught himself a lot quicker than he usually would. His drink spilled a little on his hand, and he looked up at the male with furrowed eyebrows and a clear unpleasant expression. "What is your problem?!" Taehyung near shouted as he yanked his hand back. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. None of this was real. It was all just a bad dream.

"You're ing bulling and you know it, Hyunjin!" There was no way he could hold himself back now. After hearing something like that? How could he? "Hyunjin you're a grown /ing/ man! You /know/ how you get when you are intoxicated and you want to tell me that?!" Taehyung was just glad that people around them did not give two nor one cares about what was happening, the music was too loud to hear them like that anyways.

"You think after all this time I'm just gonna in give you leeway after what happened?! No!" He pointed to his own chest, poking at it. "You destroyed my ing heart and that's /it/. The damage is done. You ed me up. This is doing /nothing/ but bringing that pain again!" His voice ended up cracking. His tears were coming faster than he could think, feeling two roll past his cheeks. "I would have been better ing off not knowing that. I don't /care/ anymore. Honest mistake my ing I'm /not/ taking that Hyunjin!"

Taehyung was /furious/. Whether the other was telling the truth or not, he didn't care. They how they were when they drank. It was /why/ he didn't like drinking back then. But now? It was all and he was a different person. He just wanted to enjoy his night. His /life/.

@❥ taehyung k. it had been two or three years since the incident so the feelings were little to nothing at this point, but hyunjin could still feel the remaining burning love he had for the man deep down in his heart, he truly missed what he shared with them. “Taehyung..” he muttered the name as the anger started to show from the other, disbelief and confusion growing across his own visage. yes he cheated on the man, but it was a drunken mistake, they never deserved to go through the pain that hyunjin unintentionally inflicted upon them.

“would you listen to me—“ he was cut off once again, the frustration building as the music was no help to get him to listen, and it definitely didn’t help to see that Taehyung was obviously borderline drunk at this point.

“Taehyung!” He spoke more stern and coherent to grab his attention, leaving his drink behind to catch up to the elder and grab him by his wrist, hyunjin himself was also just as drunk and angry from the years of built up emotions after their toxic breakup. “I was drunk that night. I swear I thought I was with you, it was an honest mistake!” His brown orbs began to gloss over from the tears stinging at his eyes, he was desperate to make the other hear him. “I loved you. But I was drunk, intoxicated, I wasn’t myself to realize sooner that that man wasn’t you.”

@❥ hyunjin h. It wasn't long until his drink was kindly handed to him, a sullen little smile twitching on his lips. It was obvious how his entire body was disturbed. The bartender wanted to ask, but felt like it wasn't a stranger thing to ask. Taehyung nodded reassuringly. He knew that look, and he for sure was not going to say anything. Maybe if he was more drunk. He hoped to god that man would not follow him here, bringing the red straw up to his lips to take a healthy sip from the drink.

But to his demise, Hyunjin was practically right next to him. He just wanted to leave at this point. Why did they even bother? Taehyung couldn't deny it. That he missed them. Dearly. But the fact that it was happening now, in real time, it was the complete opposite reaction than he thought he'd have, and he was hating it so far.

About what happened? About /what/.

"We don't need to talk about it." Taehyung said sternly, staring at the table below his elbows. His expression read nothing, but anger was slowly waving behind those eyes. This was not how he wanted to start things. But now, he had alcohol in his system, and his filter was little to non existent. He took another few gulps from his glass before continuing.

"Hyunjin." He started. "You cheated. That's it. There's all that there is ing to it, I /don't/ need to hear anything else..." And he was serious. "You showed me that you didn't care anymore. So why are you trying to talk about it again..." His voice went quiet near the end. He could feel the tears boring at the back of his eyes, and it was beginning to blur his vision. He slowly sat up from his position, slowly turning on balls of his feet. "I thought we already established that you didn't love me anymore... s-so... what else do you need to say, Jin..." Taehyung then walked back to the dancefloor. There was no way he could stay next to them like this. Not any longer, or he was going to break down. Maybe even do something completely stupid if he'd taken another glimpse at their face, not even looking at them at all during that entire interaction.

@❥ taehyung k. hyunjin didn’t know what to think or what to feel at this very moment. was he angry? was he sad? or was he relieved to see this man again? believe it or not, he felt every possible emotion all at once and it was quite overwhelming. chugging down the rest of his drink, he panted shakily but inaudibly. maybe it wasn’t a great idea to approach taehyung, especially while he was obviously near being drunk. seeing the elder’s reaction to him was heartbreaking and tugged at his strings, but whether he wanted to admit it or not, he missed taehyung after years of not seeing him.

listening to the man struggle to form sentences was like listening to a toddler speak for the first time; time consuming. parting his lips to speak, taehyung had pushed passed him to head back to the bar before he could say a word. this wasn’t going to go well, was it?

exhaling slowly, he glanced at the empty glass in his hand before following after taehyung moments later once he decided he needed another drink as well. standing a few feet away from his ex, he ordered himself another mojito, glancing over at taehyung while he waited. “about what happened..” he began speaking, grabbing his mojito as it was slid to him.

@❥ hyunjin h. This was bad. This was so bad. Every alarm was going off in his body and he /knew/ he should of just his heels and /left/ when he had the chance. He still did, yet he still stood there. Well... would you really call it standing if it felt like your feet were no longer attached to the ground?

He wanted to hide. To run away, to never look back. To never... go outside ever again. This is why he doesn't leave his home unlees necessary. He could of easily been in bed and...possibly...watching this exact man on his laptop screen. The world was laughing down at him right now.

Taehyung knew what they were thinking. When did he suddenly become a drinker? When did he start showing skin or his figure? A lot changed in a few years and the male wasn't sure if he were proud of it or not, but what was the point in showing shame now?

Taehyung watched his ex take a step foward, and he took a half step back. It was a knee jerk reaction. He didn't mean it- or.. did he?

"I-I'm just..." He gulped softly, looking around, anywhere that wasn't /there/ in front of him. His anxiety was spiking. "I... I just wanted to get out for awhile..." He muttered, loud enough only for them to hear. His eyes slowly lifted to look back up at them. "Just.. for the night." He couldn't do this in this state, he needed more. So, he took the rest of his drink to the head. Once it was finished, he took a step forward to pass the male. "I'm gonna go get another drink, excuse me..." And he walked right past them. Heading straight for the bartender.

"H-Hey." He called out, lips twitching into a smile to attempt hiding his dwindling sanity.

"Hey!" The bartender sounded, sounding ecstatic and happy to see them again. "Need another?" Taehyung nodded, handing them another 10. They cooed a cute little 'Thank You' before turning to make his drink. Meanwhile, Taehyung rested his elbows on the table, intertwining his fingers together and hung his head down.

What the was going on? Please don't follow.

@❥ taehyung k. he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, his exhusband was right here in the same club before him. he was sure that they were both thinking the same thing at this point now that they’ve made eye contact and shared the same reaction. torn. speechless. and confusion. hyunjin gripped his glass a bit tighter as he shakily raised it up to his lips, taking a long gulp to try and play off how he was actually feeling. practically every emotion had gone through his body during the short amount of time they’ve both stood there and stared at each other, not convinced that this wasn’t some awful dream.

“Tae..” he mumbled in response, harshly swallowing down his drink along with the urge to break down and yell all the terrible words in the back of his head right at the man before him.

What was happening? No.. the real question is.. is this really happening? How did he unintentionally find his last lover /here/? And was Taehyung.. drinking? He could’ve sworn the other wasn’t big on drinking before.

His glossy brown orbs flickered back up to the elder’s face, watching his expressions for a moment before he took a hesitant step forward. He shouldn’t have moved but of course he wasn’t processing all too quickly considering being just as tipsy or more tipsy than the other. “What are you doing here..?”

@❥ hyunjin h. The male was already half way through his drinks. He swore that bartender knew much too well of their craft to make alcohol basically tasteless. It was mostly just cold, refreshing juice. And that hit of alcohol has definitely added on to his tipsiness. He was really beginning to feel it now, even the music seemed more lively in this state. After a few more sips, he was definitely within the range of officially tipsy, and he loved it. He wasn't much of a drinker, but his tolerance was decent and he could enjoy it once and a while; a social drinker.

As things went on, he was definitely feeling himself more with his dancing. Only in this moment did it pop in his head that a fine man to dance with would be perfect for this. To grind up against them, feel hands around his body, the warmth of someone else. It would be perfect. But something interrupted that thought from going any further.

Taehyung turned around, just ready to dance more but just this time facing the direction of the bar and he opened his eyes. The sight that was in front of him made every, single, last thing around him come into an abrupt slow down and halt. Taehyung slowly lowered his drink, honey brown eyes staring up at the man that he... actually hadn't seen in /years/. His... His /ex-husband/.

Taehyung hadn't known what to say- what to /think/. His brain was buzzing from the alcohol and now every coherent thought was incoherent and moving 60 miles per hour.

His lips parted, stuttering.

"H...Hyunjin..?"

No what- What /was/ he doing here? There was no way they were around the same area after all of this time?

"What are you..." His expression was dropping more and more as the seconds passed. It was becoming hard to look at them, slowly lowering down his gaze just to avoid the eye contact. "What..." Just... completely speechless.

@❥ taehyung k. finishing up his second live of the day, the dark haired man decided to go clubbing to further distract himself from bothersome thoughts - one of the reasons why he became a camboy in the first place. one to earn back money he had lost in the past, and two to keep his mind busy and to make his dull life more exciting. what more could he possibly want other than what he already had. once he was set for the club, he made his way there and wandered inside the booming building. the place was crowded with party animals, everyone dancing, drinking, passed out, and even making out in hidden places throughout the club.

pushing through the tight crowds of drunk people, he found his way at the bar where he started a tab and ordered his first drink - “Pineapple mojito please.” he attempted to speak over the loud music to the bartender, drumming his fingertips along the counter as he scanned the place. thanking the other as he was handed his drink, he wasted no time in grabbing the glass and beginning to take eager gulps, impatient to drink away his sober thoughts. after drinking nearly half of his mojito, he noticed a familiar figure. “Taehyung?” hyunjin blinked as he thought his eyes were deceiving him, walking over to where the other was dancing while carrying his drink with him. upon seeing his ex here, his sober thoughts came crashing back along with mixed emotions, causing him to just stand there in front of the elder with round eyes full of disbelief.

@❥ hyunjin h. Boredom had definitely struck its ugly head on the curly haired male that day. All he could think about was sleep, sleep and more sleep. If he wasn’t making art. Sleep. If he wasn’t watching something. Sleep. If he wasn’t eating. Sleep. Honestly, what did he do to /really/ excite his life? Nothing, to other people, at least. To him, reading books were exciting. Drawing everything that caught his eye, or something that made someone smile eternally, were exciting. Things that others may found boring, Taehyung found exciting. Things like: going out, clubbing, etc, weren’t really his scene. Sure, he’d go out to do those things sometimes, but that was only when he was in the mood; with friends or not. But, Taehyung thought that he should live something fast paced. At least for one night, it wouldn’t hurt. So, he picked out something from his closet to where and ubered himself to a club that had a pretty good rating for entertainment.

Now, he was on the dance floor, between two bodies with his drink in the air and dancing to his tipsy little hearts content. Body swaying between the two cute women that beckoned him over to have a good little time, and it was just innocent fun. The music was good, the drinks were great and strong enough to allow his brain to fuzz out just enough for him not to think about . Just this. Just to have fun.

At a point, the male went back up to the bartender pay for another drink.

“Mango mai tai please!” He spoke up so his voice could be clear through the booming music. His entire body was buzzing, warm and he felt good. It was nice to go out once and awhile, and he was glad to make a choice like this. Taehyung held out a 10 dollar bill to the bartender. Five for the drink, five for a tip. He received a flying kiss for the tip and he simply giggled and waited for his drink. Once he got it, he gave a sweet little smile to the bartender before heading back to the dance floor, beginning his swaying once again with his lips sealing around a red straw; eyes closed and just feeling the music.

instead of going home after work, stephanie decided she needed a drink asap. she was planning on going to the club anyway and it'd be backtracking if she went home and back. still, she needed to achieve that perfect /hoe/ look for the club. the curls in her hair had fallen during her long work hours into messy, flirty waves, her eyeliner was a little smudged, and her lipstick had completely worn off. not a good start, but she could work with it. she started by taking off everything underneath her blazer, tucking it into her wide-leg business pants so her nips wouldn't slip, then reached into her purse to refresh her lipstick with a solid red, and finished up by cleaning up her eyeliner with a wet pinky. good enough.