Let's introduce them?

“We have to introduce him to someone,” Taehyung took a sip and put the glass of cocktail on a small low table, “Hyung, otherwise he’ll get me completely and irrevocably! Because he doesn’t have a damn thing to do, he constantly comes to me and starts to dig into me, then let’s go to the console, then let’s watch movies. He once stayed overnight at my place, so what do you think?” Wincing because the music became louder, V moved closer to Jungkook and continued his indignation, “I woke up because the apartment smelled like burning! This idiot decided to surprise me before work and prepared an egg roll, but the expectation was not equal to reality and it was more like charcoal. Hyung, I beg you, let’s find someone for him already, huh? Because he is like Velcro, my free time, which I would like to spend on you, all goes to him!” Taehyung’s palms squeeze Jungkook’s hand, “Jimin is a great guy, I value our friendship very much, but sometimes it’s already unbearable! Hyo-yo-unngg!” Whining, V buried his face in the guy’s forearm. “I beg you, let’s help him already, huh?” “I haven’t known him for that long, but I’m surprised that he’s still alone.” — Jungkook popped another chip into his mouth and looked sideways at Taehyung, who was playing the role of a dying swan on Jungkook’s shoulder. “Jimin is really handsome, can’t he find anyone for himself? What’s wrong with him?” “I don’t know,” V whined again, “Jimin can be strange sometimes. He’s too.” the guy raised his head and thought, looking somewhere up. Jungkook grinned and poked the chip into V’s lips, causing him to snort funny and take it into his mouth. Chewing, he continued, “He’s too loving, or something. I don’t know what it’s called when you give all your attention and time to only one person and don’t understand at all that the second person also needs peace”. Jungkook remained silent. Indoors was noisy and very stuffy, smelling of various smoking mixtures and alcohol. The music was pounding into his ears so much that his eardrums needed rest, but Jung stubbornly continued to sit and enjoy his rightful weekend, which he spends in the pleasant company of V and his careless clingy friend. “By the way, where is Jimin himself?” “Maybe he fulfilled your wish and is already having dirty fun somewhere with someone” Jungkook glanced over the free area of the club, where there were usually seating areas, sofas and a bar. V followed his gaze and stood up in surprise. “O-o-oh! Isn’t Yoongi sitting there?” “Yes, I also see,” the younger one responded, simultaneously taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, “that the face seems familiar.” V followed the guy’s actions and was about to get up, but Jungkook grabbed his hand, shaking his head. Having dialed the number on the screen, he turned his gaze towards his supposed acquaintance and after a few seconds hung up the call, making sure that their guesses were confirmed. The guy sitting behind the counter actually turned out to be their mutual friend. “Shall we go see him?” “No”. Jungkook put the phone back in his pocket and patted his knees, hinting for Taehyung to change seats. V is not a fool, no need to repeat it twice. Making a most satisfied grimace, he moved onto the guy’s lap, making himself as comfortable as possible. Jungkook wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him somewhere between his shoulder blades. “Guys, I’m back” Jimin fell onto the very spot where Taehyung had just been sitting. Smiling contentedly, he looked at the guys and took Taehyung’s drink, which he drank earlier. V blinked his eyes in indignation, to which Jimin’s smile became even wider. Ignoring his friend’s dissatisfaction, Park took several large sips and, exhaling, leaned back on the sofa. “What took you so long?” Jung chuckled. “Damn it, just think, there’s a blockage in the toilet. Some idiots flushed the condoms straight down the toilet and all four pushes stood up”. Taehyung grunted, holding back his laughter. “So, where to go now? Do they somehow solve this problem? ' “Yeah. The men were told that they could temporarily use the women’s restroom, but these girls…” Jimin rolled his eyes, “they walk in pairs and until all their affairs are done, the stall will not be free. So we waited for them. When it was our turn, three drunken guys rushed ahead of us and started vomiting there”. The guy shuddered. “The sound was terrible”. “Yaahh, you can safely write a book “The Adventures of Park Jimin in the Toilet.” “It was disgusting!” Jimin said indignantly and put the empty glass on the table. “Ok… So…And here we met…” Taehyung began, but immediately cried out from an unpleasant pinch in the side. “Ouch!” Jimin arched an eyebrow. “Huh?” “We were thinking…” Said Kook. “What could you two amoebas think about if not sex with each other on Kook’s only day off?” Taehyung looked at Park like he was a fool. “Let Kook tell you. I also wonder what we were thinking about here”. “In general,” Jung let go of the elder and slightly changed his sitting position, “we were wondering why such a handsome man as Park Jimin is still alone. And we came to the conclusion that handsome Park Jimin is just a bitch”. There was a short pause. At first Jimin simply blinked his eyes, digesting what he heard, after which he furrowed his eyebrows in displeasure. “Wha-o-o? Why am I a bitch?!” “Because you’re afraid to meet people”. Catching the younger one’s wave, Taehyung played along. “You should have found someone long ago, but you’re always afraid to act. Like a child. Little boy Jimini-e-e-e-e-e'' “Hey,” Park chuckled and shook his head, “I’m not a little boy or a baby boy, okay?” “Then prove it”. Jungkook shrugged, to which Jimin crossed his arms over his chest in displeasure. “Why should I suddenly prove this?” “Weakling”. V and Jungkook said at the same time and looked at each other, breaking into a smile. Jimin rolled his eyes. “Okay!!. How can I prove to you two idiots that this is not so? In general,” he shoved Jungkook on the shoulder, breaking their eye contact with Taehyung, “you talk like you do to your elders, huh?” Trying to make his voice more dissatisfied, Park immediately giggled from feigned seriousness. Jungkook smiled too. “Just go up to anyone and get to know them”. “Everything is very simple”. V shrugged. “To anyone?” Jimin looked around the dance floor. “Well, for example,” Jung bit his lip, pretending to be looking out for someone interesting. “Oh, that one over there, see?” The guy nodded towards the bar and grinned. “I noticed him. Bet you can’t?” Jimin pouted his lips, following the younger’s gaze and immediately his expression changed. After staring at the guy sitting behind the bar for a couple of seconds, Park looked at Kook’s smug face. “You’re kidding, right?” It seemed that poor Jimin’s eye was about to twitch from the younger man’s choice. “He looks scary!” “What a coward you are” Jung drawled slowly. “It will be a laugh when everyone finds out.” “Fuck”. Clenching his teeth, Jimin jumped up from his seat and again looked warily in the direction of the chosen guy. “If he kill me, then I will get you two from the other world, understand?” Taehyung grunted with laughter again, trying to look serious. “Come on boi, good luck” Jimin glared at the couple with displeasure and, swallowing, headed towards the bar. “Kookie, you are harsh” Taehyung purred into the younger’s ear, giggling, and wrapped his lips around his earlobe. Jungkook closed his eyes contentedly, pressing the guy sitting on him closer to him. The closer Park approached the unfamiliar guy, the more all his determination disappeared. He did not fit into the atmosphere of this club at all. A leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders, the same loose leather pants and massive boots. Hair dyed ashen and a huge presence of massive rings on his fingers. Swallowing, Jimin turned back hesitantly, but immediately came across Taehyung and Jungkook, closely watching him. “These are assholes,” Jimin shushed himself under his breath and forced himself to regain his composure. Having walked around the stranger, he sat down in the empty seat in front of him and, waving his hand to the bartender, turned to stranger. Putting on a good-natured smile, Park thought that he would start the conversation first, but when he met the stranger’s gaze, a lump came to his throat and all his thoughts fled somewhere. The man sitting in front of him looked very unusual. He looked very distant, but that’s what seemed to attract. His eyes examined Jimin’s face without much interest, who froze with his mouth half open in a smile. For Jimin, all extraneous sounds disappeared. Music, voices, noise. Everything faded into the background under the heavy gaze of the stranger. He held a glass of whiskey with one hand, and with the palm of his other hand he quietly patted his leg to the beat of the music playing. Around his neck was a massive gold chain with some kind of pendant, similar to the dog tags that are issued in the army. The black T-shirt, which was under the leather jacket, clung very closely to the body, making it clear that the guy was in excellent physical shape. Jimin stared at him like a fool, unable to make any sound. “What are you staring at? Is there something on my face?” The low, velvety voice sounded like a shot in a vacuum for Park, causing him to immediately twitch and look away in embarrassment, trying to fix it on something. “Uh… No… Sorry…” The stranger again turned all his attention to something that did not exist for the others. Jimin nervously bit his lip, feeling like he was starting to blush for no reason at all. Stupid situation! Quickly turning his attention to the glass the bartender had placed a little earlier, the guy took it and took several small sips. Taking Jimin’s sign as “the same for me as the person sitting next to me,” the bartender poured him whiskey. The alcohol immediately burned his throat and Park instinctively winced. “You have unusual eyes”. The stranger’s low voice reached Jimin again. Confused, he couldn’t find anything better to answer: “Thanks, your eyes too”. The interlocutor simply stared at Jimin for a couple of seconds, who had already regretted his rash answer a hundred times, and then smiled a crooked grin. “I’m sorry,” Jimin said again, embarrassed, lowering his gaze, “it’s just… well… it was so unexpected… yes…” Having filled his lungs with more air, the guy swallowed hard and looked up, immediately meeting the stranger’s gaze again. Almost at a loss again, he quickly rattled off,        “My name is Park Jimin.” “You’re beautiful, Park Jimin,” the guy said thoughtfully, “can you stand up?” “Huh?” Jimin felt like some kind of idiot who was following the same idiotic instructions. Why does he need to get up? “Y-yes, of course”. Jumping off the high chair, Park bit his lip again, looking at the guy. He looked at him with some kind of appraising look and waved two fingers in the air. “Turn around”. Not understanding anything of what was happening and what they wanted from him, Jimin silently slowly began to turn around. What’s wrong with this guy? “Really handsome. And not tall, just as I like”. Jimin choked on air. Usually, he always had complexes about his height, and tried to wear platform shoes in order to somehow be taller. And here they tell him so openly that he is beautiful and perfect. “Sorry?” responds hesitantly Jimin, but the guy immediately extends his hand. “Min Yoongi”. Jimin experiences a disconnect, he completely ceases to grasp the essence of what is happening, and the alcohol he drank also makes him aware of himself a little. The train of thought of this very Yoongi Jimin is completely incomprehensible. He speaks too chaotically, Park doesn’t have time to switch from topic to topic, although you can’t really call it a conversation. Bullshit, in a word. Fixing his gaze on the outstretched hand, Park shakes it and turns his gaze to someone else’s smiling face, feeling that he is again melting like a fool. The guy’s smile is like the smile of the Cheshire cat from Jimin’s favorite story about Alice. Immediately blushing, Park looks away, deciding that perhaps this is enough. This Yoongi is too strangely unusual, acts abruptly and chaotically, dresses like he leads a local gang and says straight up embarrassing words. Jungkook said that he just needed to get acquainted? Jimin met. It’s time to go back. “Um…” squeezing out a smile, but not looking at his interlocutor, Park began to chatter under his breath, being completely unsure whether his interlocutor could hear him. The music was loud. “It was nice to meet you… All that, I have to go…” After treading water, he grabs a glass of whiskey and immediately bumps into Jungkook who has come up next to him. V stood a little to the side. Raising a questioning glance at the guy, he somehow nervously twitched the corners of his lips and nodded towards the sofas, but Jungkook only broke into a smile and, without noticing Park, waved to Yoongi. “Hello Suga. I didn’t expect to see you here”. “Hello”. Taehyung nodded with an arched eyebrow and turned his attention to the bartender. Jimin’s jaw dropped. He looked at Yoongi and then at Jungkook. “Hello Jung,” Suga responded, and both guys made only the familiar greeting with their hands. “What are you doing here?” “I’m walking my friends”. Cheekily hugging Jimin by the shoulders, Jungkook laughed. “Do you know each other? This is Park Jimin.” “So you know each other…” Park hisses and hits the younger one in the side with his elbow, “Jeon Jungkook, you’re dead.” Jungkook just starts laughing and sits down in the empty seat. Taehyung approaches him with two glasses and gives him one of them. “What are you doing here, by the way?” Wrapping his lips around the pipe, Kook completely ignores Park’s withering gaze. Taehyung grins. “Well, Jin promised to repay the debt, said that we’ll meet here at the bar, but he’s still not there. I’ve been sitting for an hour already”. Yoongi lazily stirred the remainder in the glass in a circular motion and finished off the whiskey. “Your Jimin is a funny guy”. Park immediately tensed, again feeling out of place. Taehyung laughed, burying his face in Jeon’s shoulder, who just nodded. “Jimin is absolutely handsome. Kind, caring, does not command in the kitchen and does not meddle in there at all. Everything as you like”. “Hey!” Jimin was indignant, but no one paid attention to him. “Come on, don’t break yourself, Jiminie,” Taehyung said, “Suga is a great guy, and also lonely.” “Why, you idiots, are you planning to take me here?” Responding angrily, Park glared angrily at his friends, but immediately reduced his ardor when he felt Yoongi’s gaze on him. “Why not. Suga is truly a great friend, and also…” Jungkook bit his lip, looking over his shoulder at V. He smiled. “And also… He likes to sleep with cute boys.” Taehyung said, catching and continuing Kook’s thought. Jimin blushed again, but couldn’t resist looking from under his brows at Suga, whose gaze was still fixed on the guy. “What are you doing, you’ve completely embarrassed the poor guy.” Yoongi got up from his chair and stretched. “Jimin, keep Yoongi company, let’s get to know each other,” V paused, and then added conspiratorially, “get to know each other better.” Jimin waved his hands. “Come on, why are you saying such things… Besides, Min Yoongi has already left, he’s probably tired of waiting here for his friend, and you’re boring him…” Having quickly chattered, Park immediately shut up when he felt someone else’s hand on his waist. “Damn, you’re so skinny”. The breath went into my heels. Jimin felt his fingertips immediately turn cold because Suga was too close, and his hand… “Go already” Jungkook waved his hand. “Hyung, I trust you Jimin!” Yoongi smiled his Cheshire smile again, but didn’t take his eyes off Park. “If you want, then come with me”. Jimin just nodded and turned around like a robot. After marking time, he rushed towards the exit. The neighing of the two friends was heard again from behind.