nightclub

@kim youngwoo ✹ Felix tried to put a distance between his bleeding nose and the other's arm, but in the end just gave in and let him do as he pleased. He wasn't one to hold grudges since the bulky guy was just doing his job and it wasn't like that'd be the first time he was assaulted in that manner. It only annoyed him if a cop was involved, then he couldn't stand the irony of the situation. Though the physical difference between them did strike a nerve within his ego, he could handle it since he was obviously on the wrong side. He'd ended up in hospital before, merely for supporting his friends in the streets so a mere punch felt like a slap on the cheek. Nothing too severe and definitely a small matter to fuss about.

While living in the streets, there was many things he came to know that surprised him, one of them being that people often spoke in codes to refer to various stuff. If he had a dollar for every different name they'd come up for coke, he'd be rich as hell. Some of them tended to talk in riddles or emphasize various words to make their point clear so he was always extra careful about the way he phrased a sentence and therefore also extremely alert about others' implications.
Ignoring the rest of the man's questions, he stepped a bit closer to him as he looked around, with the base of his inner palm still firmly pressed against his crimson red nostrils.
"Are you implying that there's a 'right' place to do this?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, cautiously keeping his tone low so they wouldn't be heard by anyone. There were times he was caught by rival gangs and he had to work for them. He wasn't proud to switch teams but betraying criminals was much more preferable than losing a limb to the debt collectors.
"I'm not gonna run off, I promise. Actually it's the first time I've ever been caught, no one really suspects me. It's a win-win situation."

@lee felix "Good choice." Youngwoo reached his hands in the inner pockets to hand back people's stolen belongings one at a time. Once the inner pockets were emptied on both sides, he released the younger male. The arm that one held them at the throat soon wraps around the head to pull them in, uncomfortably close. Muffled;"I'll him out, just give me two minutes-" Guided by the head, the beta is able to mask the attack by appearing to shield party goers from the man in his grip. The bicep pins the head against his forearm while appearing to hug onto them through the noise, fog machine and people. Would he probably get blood on him? Yeah, but he doesn't appear to be phased by the possibility. The music overheard was more electronica. Some Jane XØ with a repeating phrase of 'I don't wanna', which was likely the title of the song.

Weaving through the crowds, he eventually makes it out the back door and releases the estranged boy from his grip. "I don't expect you to tell me why you were doing that, but you picked the /wrong/ place." Youngwoo pointed a firm finger, his mask still down and over his chin as he gave a scowl. Brown eyes scan the smaller, confused why someone so seemingly young would be resorting to stealing, but again, he wasn't gonna expect any type of honesty;"You gonna bother to share what you needed a bunch of phones for? Or you just gonna run off?" The accusatory finger changes direction and points to surveillance camera pointed down at where the two were standing;"There's some at the front of the building too. You won't be returning here either way."

@kim youngwoo ✹ If Felix had to be honest, that wasn't his best lying performance considering he was totally caught off guard and was also currently cornered with no possibility of escape. Under normal circumstances he could be pretty creative but there was little he could do when he was outnumbered and under unfamiliar territory in a building he'd rarely visited before. Going there was an act of desperation from the very beginning and he should have seen this coming instead of overestimating his theft skills. He still hoped that the beta could be intoxicated himself and just let him get away with it in order not to ruin the club's reputation but that thought quickly vanished from his mind when his chest met an extended arm that stopped him on his tracks. Momentarily, the urge to push the arm off him and make a run for it overwhelmed him but once again the taller beta beat him to it by grabbing onto his shirt and fortunately not his jacket.

It was a rare occurrence for Felix to be outsmarted like that since even while dealing with cops, he had always been able to get away with it, one way or another. It certainly wouldn't be the first time that he was about to get beaten up with an audience around him but the familiarity didn't make it any less humiliating especially since he wasn't the kind to resolve to sob story telling. The loud demands didn't nearly phase him as much as he let it show on his face while looking up at the other beta. Still, he wouldn't give up so easily, as he went along to turn the pockets of his pants inside out to show that they were empty.

Just as he was about to raise his hands in surrender, his sight automatically got blurry from the sudden impact on his face. His brows knitted as he winced in pain and held on his nose with one hand before the blood got to stain his clothes. The punch wasn't that hard but he'd only recently recovered from another hit on his nose. He was supposed to have gotten used to the pain and yet his body didn't seem to form any kind of immunity to physical assaults like his emotional state did. Getting his face more ed up would only worsen his situation so he sighed in defeat as he leaned his head back to stop the blood flow and with his free hand he held his jacket open so the beta could reach for his inner pockets that included the stolen cell phones.

@lee felix Youngwoo wasn't having it. While waiting for mister 'I-lost-my-coat', people are still complaining and trying to break through staff and security for their personal belongings being stolen. They were very likely still on the person who snatched them in the first place. He knew the building quite well, the suspected thief had nowhere to escape too, but it was a decent try. Coming back empty-handed like he figured, the head tilts off to the side, broad arms crossed over a broad chest. "I'm sure." He states, disbelief set very plain in his tone of voice. At the given excuse about being intoxicated, the sudden shift in spoken words was a little too convenient, and the beta for one, wasn't about to fall for it.

The attempt to pass him couldn't have gone worse for the smaller male, a left arm swings out and barricades a swift exit. "I don't think so, pal. You don't and never did smell like alcohol-" Youngwoo had to give credit where credit was due, able to seamlessly move from one lie to another without effort. The arm barricading moves within a fraction of a second, grabbing a fistful of the front collar, and the fame was small enough he could have lifted the tall male clear of the ground, but that wasn't necessary. The two are close to one another from the threatening grab, but aren't breathing on one another;"Do you think I, or my staff are stupid?!" He shakes the other man in his grip. "Empty your pockets. -I SAID EMPTY THEM!" There's no pause between his demands, he'd yell over the rebuttals if there were any, or he'd be yelling with them, either way he was making it known the charade was over.

What was worse, he had to return to his booth, he didn't have time to play guessing games. Regardless if there was resistance, or none, a hard knuckle busts across the younger's face, meeting contact with the bridge of the nose. 'Woo-' It's not heard very well, but there appears to be a stunned set of whispering among his peers, like maybe that wasn't allowed or perhaps it was frowned upon. Either way, Youngwoo does not appear to be phased, he's agitated and impatient, he's working against the clock.

@kim youngwoo ✹ Normally, Felix wasn't intimidated by a club's staff since they were usually meant to look scary, especially the ones guarding the entrance. He was pretty used to dealing with big bulky dudes, mean looking and covered with tattoos, yet always unable to catch up with him once he made a run for it. Unlike them, his short frame and soft features worked in his favor by making him appear utterly harmless and thus creating the perfect camouflage for various illegal businesses. So he tried to keep his cool when another beta arrived, looking like a typical tattoo snob.

"No, no I'm really no-" He began raising his voice, insisting on his innocence and still acting slightly offended when the other beta decided to check his scent without even asking for his permission first as if openly challenging him to keep lying. Keeping his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure, he decided to accept the challenge since he'd become a master at hiding his emotions and their aftermaths showing in his scent. Otherwise he wouldn't have survived living in the streets for so long. There was no emergency exit nearby anyway, which meant there were no other means to escape than feigning the victim.
As he faked going back to searching for his coat through the huge pile of clothing, his eyes scanned the room once again for some kind of exit, in case he had missed it but to no avail. He was cornered. Also, finding a random jacket wasn't a wise choice either since it could contain an ID and he couldn't risk checking it beforehand.
"I can't find it. Look, we're either dealing with a thief here or I forgot tossing it somewhere else because I was pretty wasted when I arrived. I'll keep searching for it and I'll let you know if I find it." As he turned around and muttered one excuse after the other he gradually made his tone sound just a bit slurred, dragging some words here and there while making to walk past the beta.

@lee felix Youngwoo was busy with his friends, getting some soda while the other two got something a bit stronger in preference. He needed to be able to work, and while he could get free drinks from being employed at the same nightclub so long, he knew better. Visiting with friends, and keeping an eye on the clock, the beta couldn't get too comfortable. Amongst the catching up, he notices yelling and notable staff approaching the coat room. From the hustle and bustle of the establishment, music and talking, the yelling wasn't all that much louder, but he knew the space well enough to know something was wrong. "Hey, I'll be right back." Curious, his friends wished to tag along too but he insisted they stay put. Plus, the dance floor rule was no drinks, they had to stay at the bar unless the two wished to leave their drinks unattended.

Weaving through the crowd, mask still on, he raises his voice to be heard by the staff once within ear shot;"What is going on??" He's surmised of the situation. Brown eyes squint at the small looking male. "You come- hold on." Youngwoo approaches the estranged boy. Normally this would not be allowed by protocol, but 10 years of service and respect allowed seniority to be a factor here. "You stealing ?" Pulling down his mask, he's bold and leans into personal space to smell around the neck, but there's no contact, just a loom over. "Alright, you're not lying? Find your coat then." He gestures onward with a lift of his chin and a stern gaze. Those narrowed eyes implied there would be no ing around unless one wanted to find out just what kind of repercussions were had. It was clear the beta was using scent as a means of a 'one truth' method. The coat, if the stranger had one, would smell like its corresponding owner.

@kim youngwoo ✹ It had been a while every since such a big opportunity arose. A popular DJ turned up in a relatively uneventful neighborhood which created the perfect timing for Felix. Gatherings like these were exactly what he needed to momentarily save his from the pushing debt collectors. He'd run out of excuses and it was a matter of time until they lost their patience with him and either resorted to selling his limbs or used his body for some other kind of sinister services. Both scenarios were equally unpleasing and enough to push him towards the direction of stealing. Not that he hadn't done it before, just not with valuable items. There was a first time for everything.
Entering the nightclub with his looks had never been a problem. All it took was a random excuse, that he had company waiting for him inside before they let him in, despite his unbranded clothing. Under the blinking light projectors and all the fancy smoke filling the room, no one could really tell his shirt didn't include a Gucci logo. Those who didn't use the coat check, tended to leave their belongings over their table so he had to wait until they were wasted enough in order to sneak a hand in their coats' pocket. Mission unsuccessful, all he found were grossly used tissues and even packets of condoms or cigarettes. When the beat dropped and everyone was significantly more drunk than before, he managed to slip his hand in their jeans and fish out some expensive looking smartphones which he stuffed in the inner side of his jacket. As time passed, he decided to sneak into the coat check since they were full and didn't allow anyone else to enter. On his knees, he searched frantically through the nice looking jackets until he felt a hand pulling him forcefully up from the back of his collar.
"What are you doing here? I'm calling security."
"No wait, I was just looking for my things! No one was here so I figured I wouldn't bother you and just fetch my belongings on my own!" He said, acting offended and raising both of his hands in a defensive manner. The man didn't seem convinced as he scanned him from head to toe and then a couple of familiar faces joined them, demanding their stolen cell phones. When the staff turned to look at him for the second time, he knew he was officially ed.

@lee felix The camaraderie outside the nightclub around 7:47 pm was a sign the friends had arrived. Youngwoo was taking a break between DJing, and had stepped outside upon receiving a text to say they'd arrived. Stock EDM was playing inside which could be heard easier with the doors open with Youngwoo and a few staff present to make sure nothing got out of hand. Wearing a mask between the close crowds of people, and having some identity facade despite his physique and tattoos making him stand out to those who knew him. 'Hey man, good to see you.' 'Wazaaaaaaaap!?' Youngwoo could be seen grinning behind his mask as he approached his friends in silence, giving them quick, but sincere hugs. "I gotta be back on in fifteen, let's go." 'Wait wait- selca real quick.' "Alright." He laughs out, friends at either side for a quick photo before heading in. He hands his phone to a staff member to take the photo while his arms hung loose around the friends he'd been waiting on. Upon re entry, the song Without Me by Dayseeker plays loudly over the speakers while he visits with friends and proceeds to head over to the bar.

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@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ Jennie exhaled, pouting as this was the last thing she wanted. Her future wife to be dragging her from a mess only because a couple nice folks of the pack were concerned. This was so stupid. She still needed her freedoms, not matter how dumbly she used them. It would still be her choice.

She smelled the others scent, some woodsy scent and something else…it was oddly comforting as she rested her cheek unconsciously on Megan’s back. Jennie was tired. Tired of all this garbage. She was sure the other felt the same way…

@kim jennie ˡᵘⁿᵃ ⋆ Megan felt the Luna hover up behind her on her bike as she tilts her head to the side and pulls the others arms around her waist tightly to keep her secure . Turning the key on hey bike she balances and kicks off the break as she holds onto the handles ..” hold on tight yeah ?” She saids before she reverses her bike and makes a turn to go left driving out and away from the night club . This was her night
Her plans complexly ruined for the night
She was stuck with her wife/ Luna to be against her will
Due to her reckless behavior. She didn’t want to be a damn babysitter


The drive takes the alpha long and she was grateful as she used her shortcuts and back roads not wanting to have to deal with traffic so much .

@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ Jennie began wobbling over to the next bartender, when suddenly she felt hands on her , as she was practically scooped from the floor by the other. “Wow hey!” She barked, though she didn’t make the moves to hit her as the world was still spinning even from this height. She tried to grip the others leather jacket for support, “Megan stop!” She said, grunting as she tried to wiggle free from the others grip before being put down in cooler air.

She didn’t feel her dress shift , so she just stood there with part of her hanging out. She felt hazy, though the breeze woke her up a little. But she was able to see the other hovering over her bike…it looked picturesque. Like from a magazine. The other looked too good , even in her stance.

The Luna felt her feet moving forward before her brain did, towards the bike and the gorgeous female on it. She pushed her leg up to flash her lace white undies as her completely fell out while she straddled the seat behind Megan. Jennie raised her hands to feel the helmet on her head. But she waited quietly for the other to start.

@kim jennie ˡᵘⁿᵃ ⋆ Megan raised her brow ..” then stop acting like a little girl if you want to be talked to any differently “ rolling her eyes her gaze goes down to the other’s once again , her tongue rolls against her lower lip as she bites her inner cheek
She was both irritated and taken aback by the Luna’s actions , tilting her head she made eye contact with the bartender sending sharp daggers his way by just one glance ..” you want to act like this fine ? I’m done talking “ she scowls her again to then walk up to the Luna and lift her up with his hovering her over shoulder causing her to have a pretty good view of her perky cheeks sense her dress rolled upwards when she picked her up
Carrying her between the crowed she ignored the glaring gazes they were getting .

And once out side she placed the Luna down to her feet walking to her motorcycle..” let’s go “ she saids without looking back at her kicking down the break and grabbing her helmet walking over to the Luna ..” here wear it “ she saids placing it on her head without question and adjusting it before reaching for her
Extra one
Sliding it one she zips up her leather jacket and hovers herself over her bike ..” get on “ she calls out waiting for the Luna .

@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ Jennie made eye contact once again, the gaze of the other becoming inherently sharper - more piercing. She felt almost caught by them, entangled and unable to let go…
She heard the others lecture (partially, because she felt engulfed somehow in those eyes, partially because she was audibly ignoring the other). “Don’t talk to me like that,” Jennie stated, eyes looking over the others figure (the secret was not really a secret) before turning her back on the other as she adjusted her dress to show her small more, pulling on the oh so thin straps holding the peice together. She could not compare to Megan, but She knew a sweet smile could possibly sway other male bartenders would cater to her, not a thought otherwise of the implications. Two could play the game (maybe) know how to work it…even if it was the first time for one.

@kim jennie ˡᵘⁿᵃ ⋆ Megan leans back as she pushed the glass over to the bartender causing it to slide across the counter..” refill it “ she saids looking over at the Luna “ don’t you know this is a ing public establishment?” She adds .” I wouldn’t be wasting my time here if you didn’t decide to be so reckless “ she scoffs looking into the luna’s eyes her orbs drift down to get a good look at her up close tracing her frame , her eyes drop to her perky , her s harden up poking through her thin dress
Megan traced her eyes back up to meet with the luna’s as she reached for her drink not braking eye contact drinking her glass in one single shot ..” here’s what’s going to happen , I’m going to take you home and sober you up when I’m done in going home and you can stop being such a reckless
Little girl “ takes a few bucks and pays for their drinks sliding her leather jacket back on and looking at the other ..” let’s go, don’t make me drag you out of here “

@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ Jennie felt the others presence besides her. She sighed and immediately started talking to the bartender whilest Megan was grabbing the tenders attention in her outfit. “A double tequila sunrise please,” she said as she bent her knees a little to try and remain steady. She didn’t need the other. Period. This was so stupid how the prime came all the way out to try and get her.

“A double tequila sunrise, please,” she repeated herself, trying to look straight ahead at the bar tender, but she could see and hear the alpha growling next to her. But The Luna saw skim and immediately her eyes laid on the most gorgeous s she’d ever seen, peaking through a corset. “Wow,” she said, her filter completely gone before she looked up and remembered the raging ocean eyes disapprovingly eyeing her. Her jaw shut immediately and the smaller’s scowl returned.

“I said get out. Why are you following me?” She questioned the other, fully aware that not only were they going to be married, but that Megan was a stone cold player. She could have anyone and everyone, and the alpha used it to her advantage… so she could’ve just spotted Jennie getting black out drunk, but why the heck the concern? She knew she was nothing to the prime. And it should stay that way , even after marriage… no way there could be a change.

( drink , shugging it *)

@kim jennie ˡᵘⁿᵃ ⋆ Megan hissed under her breath brushing her faded pink lock back as she closed her eyes trying to compose her self from her irritated state . She could just leave really
Walk out with someone for the night and forget so call future wife and luna even existed .
And later on deal with the back lash abuse from her father .
A constant reminder that no matter what she did for her self
Like obtaining a career was going to be enough for the man who so incline to ruin her life .
No matter what accomplishments she had successfully accomplished by working her off .
The Alpha slide down her leather jacket showing off her tight fitted corset too , her pressed upwards s showing through the lace of her top
While making her way over to the bar following the drunk , stumbling Luna .
It was comical , truly it was very enduring to the alpha and somewhat adorable the way the Luna couldn’t even keep a grip of her glance just to stumble over almost
Over the bar .
Throwing her jacket on the stool beside the Luna she looks at the bartender and smiles seductively punching her forwards as she picks up and olive from a previous drink they were serving . Bringing the olive to her lips she eats it and leans further forwards to the man .. to. Curl her fingers over his vest and yank him forwards whispering against his lips ..” you give her another ing glass or what ever and I’ll ing kill you understand ?” She smiles patting the man’s cheek pushing him off taking the drip and shrugging it .

@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ The Luna barely felt the harsh tap on her shoulder, but she immediately smelled it. That horrid stretch that haunted her , even in the moment she wanted peace and reprive. The brunette’s hairs stood on end as she took two quick steps away before turning around. The spin itself caused her to stumble to the left, but her legs were crazily enough able to catch her before she crashed.

She caught about half of what the prime said, only able to make out her glaringly light pink hair and sharp blue eyes. Or were they green? Hazel? There was really no telling with how badly Jennie’s eyes were looking unable to focus.

Oh great. It was her alpha-to-be.

“Get out.” Jennie growled sharply toward the other. And with that she her heels once again and made her way through the crowds to the bar, feet practically falling over as she finally was able to lean on something solid (the bar counter) catching her breathe as it shook slightly from the Prime’s looming presence.

Running. Running from her problems was the easiest survival instinct Jennie had learned for most her life. It was her escape. It was her savior. So even in her drunkest moment, she wasn’t afraid to make flight what she could. She had some manners. Also why she didn’t cuss Megan out when she could’ve. She didn’t use that language often. It just wasn’t in her being, no matter how hard her father beat her… she refused to become him.

But now she was an adult. She lived on her own…‘it’s okay’ her breathe shook even as her thoughts tried to sooth her. “,” now it slipped out, as she closed her eyes briefly and it made the floor spin faster. She put her hand over her temple, running her nails through her scalp to stimulate herself - to wake up and pull back from the black as she opened her chocolate orbs and watched the counter move under her other hand.

@kim jennie ˡᵘⁿᵃ ⋆ It was a late night , she had a few patients she had to take care of , Megan was exhausted and ready to go home , light a bowl of weed and allow herself to get lost in nothingness
But no ~ of course her plans would get ruin when he gets a call from the man who thinks has any type of right to run her life the way he wants .
“ what “ she questions “ your fiancé is stuck at a club in the city “
Megan breathed in deeply exhaling the smoke off through her nose as she smoked a cigarette..” then tell someone to take care of it “ Megan scoffs lowly hearing the loud tone in her fathers voice demanding she get herself together and start acting like she’s suppose to marry person she’s being forced to Mary .” I already told you -“ he shuts Megan done quickly ..” go to her now “ with that he hangs up
He never truly care of Megan’s aspirations her father has a good name in the pack meaning she has to follow on her fathers foot steps specially being a Prime Alpha herself .

Megan threw her cigarette on the ground and stepped on it as she walks out of the clinic and makes her way to her motorcycle
Sliding on her leather jacket she hovers over her bike while adjusting her helmet .

Starting her bike she kicks off the break and rushes into the road . The drive to the luna’s location wasn’t long nearly 35 minutes with the shortcuts she was able to take . Once arriving to the club she parks her bike taking off her helmet . She was already here she might as well have a drink ~ or two or tree or making get hammer to be able to even get on with the night .



Entering the nightclub she gets stares from both men and woman Something she’s very much used to and aware to the fact both want her and her being who she was she welcomed them without strings attached . Megan enters the dance floor walking in between the crowed room to fine the Luna dancing mindlessly . Megan stares at the Luna for a few minutes before running it

If she didn’t admit that the Luna was something to look at she’d be lying ~ She was beautiful slim waist , long dark brown hair. Her eyes traced down her slim frame as she traced the curves of her hips down to her seeing the dress barely covered her cheeks causing the alpha within her stir in disapproval she would never admit to .

Megan decided to walk up to the Luna tapping her shoulder ..” you really need to stop acting so ing reckless I don’t have time to come fetch you every time you want to be a bad daddy’s girl “ she scoffs ..” let’s go “ she hisses under her breath .

@megan fox ᵖʳⁱᵐᵉ ⋆ Jennie was not the type to go into the city. Her home was the wilds and her heart was the mountains. She didnt venture into the grey skyscraper jungle unless she was gathering something for her pack that couldn’t otherwise be found in nature… but there she was. She bought a little, latex black dress that barely covered her with the thinnest spaghetti straps known to wolf kind, long brown hair wild and freely cascading down her back and shoulders, as she held two half full glasses of liquor and orange juice in either hand, eyes half closed as she swayed to the booming bass underneath her heeled feet, the wiggle entering her skin with how much she had drank already. Hopefully enough to fill the ocean that was her heart, learning she had been betrothed to an alpha of her pack by her father. Not just any alpha. Megan. Her knees practically buckled in the horror of it when her drunkard father had told her she would be wed by spring. She thought it was a joke, but yet the way her father managed to speak to her…and how specific he described his choice, even the god forbidding remember that she-wolf’s name admist his aimless mind… somehow it sunk in that this was real and happening.

So , Jennie decided to take a page from her good old father’s book, and get blasted drunk till you felt the nothingness of your life float away.

Double both drinks down (she had lost track of how many she had until then), she felt her dress ride up as she bumped into someone close to her. She didn’t even apologize, she just kept moving and grooving, words barely even coming past her lips as she breathed in the Smokey vaped air around her.

She then stumbled to find the nearest trashcan to throw out her empty cups, moving wobbly off the dance floor as she started uncontrollably giggling under her breathe. It was weird being this drunk. She had never touched alcohol unless it was to cook or to clean a wound… she didn’t know it could get this crazy and out of control of her own body.