~Jungkook's POV~
Blue and purple lights hang from above, dance and cast shadows behind me, illuminating my face and body. Making the sweat that drips down glisten as they catch on the dips, planes, and subtle curves, the music plays a sensual beat that heightens my movements as i go through my dance routine. A body roll there a twist here-
"YOU MISSED A TURN!"
What grip I had on the pole I lose when a familiar voice interrupts me, making me slip on my own sweat and fall down flat on my ass "Son of a bitch..." I mutter and stand up and point a finger accusingly into the empty hall full of seats and tables "JIMIN!" said person was lounging on the nearest chair to the stage with obvious amusement over my fall on his face. With rushed movements I jump off the stage and stalk up to the intruder. He tilts back his head as I approach and eyes me with boredom. I glare and get up into his face to shout bloody murder "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU EVEN DOING HERE YOU ASSHOLE?! This is MY rehearsal time no one is allowed in here! How do you even get passed the muscle at the door?" " I have my ways.." He smiles, rising to his full height… Which is two feet shorter than me. "Hey, I'm bored" He shrugs. "What else is fun to do other than criticize your lousy ass routine." He looks up at me challengingly. "You might wanna up your game if your gonna beat me tomorrow night" he taunts. I smirk and pull out my trump card. "Pfft - A falling cat has more grace than you'll ever have on that pole" Jimin shudders and looks at me, clearly offended, and I know I won this round. He pouts and mutters "I hate cats." "See you tomorrow Jimin~" "IT'S HYUNG TO YOU JERK!"
Excusing myself as the champ I head backstage to shower in my personal dressing room deeming my rehearsal time over as The Pearl Moon should be opening soon. But Jimin and I are not performing tonight as we only appear on weekends due to our immense popularity and select audience. My room is small, containing only a vanity and a love seat with a bathroom. Which is very different from my luxurious playroom. Having both rooms shows my status and differentiates me to all the other strippers who work here; though I never use my Playroom. Taking off my sweat ridden muscle tank and gym shorts, I step into the streaming shower, the warmth envelops me and I sigh as the water relieves the tense muscles. Scrubbing my favorite vanilla scented soap into my hair, I hum a tune that has been stuck in my head. "Da dummm da~ La la la LA! La...la… Aww Maaan! Damn it all to hell!" I fucking forgot I was/am suppose to watch Star Wars tonight with Tae, cursing my forgetfulness I also forget soap is in my goddamn hair and it enters my eye and I internally punch myself whilst screaming, trying to deal with both the pain and the guilt.
I hurriedly finish and tumble out to change, I don't bother to check my phone as I know Taehyung probably spammed me wondering as to my whereabouts and I can't deal with that right now, I'm trying to get out of here as fast as I can changing into my ripped skinny jeans, white tee and black combat boots. I grab my signature burgundy leather jacket, rustling my still wet hair and decide that I'll let it dry naturally. As I am running out the back exit to my motorcycle, I pass Hoseok the supposed "Muscle" who works as a security guard here and glare at him accusingly, he knows of Jimin and I's long lasting rivalry and he sheepishly grins holding up a box of cookies... Obviously Jimin's doing and I roll my eyes. Slipping on my jacket I start up my motorcycle and pull my helmet on, revving the engine and speed off.
"I said I was sorry Tae!" I try and push the front door to our apartment open but it looks like Taehyung has pushed our...couch? In front of it and what little I have of it open which is basically just a crack he uses to throw pillows which is doing nothing to keep me from getting in… But he tried. I swear he can be quite the diva even being a smart ass as he is.. " NO! YOU PROMISED AND YOU DIDN'T FUCKING KEEP IT!- " He goes on but I'm not listening anymore. I stand awkwardly as the lady next door stares at me clearly annoyed at the scene we are making. I smile apologetically. "Make it stop already!" She sighs exasperatedly as she waddles back inside. And I continue banging on the door "Tae i'll make it up to you! You know I always do! C'mon Tae..." With that I hear a scuffle and Taehyung grunting a second later he opens the door with a pout and stares at me holding up his pinky which is almost covered by his sweater paw "Now this- he gestures to his little finger- "Is a pinky promise… These are NEVER broken" He looks deep into my eyes and grimly says "The penalty is death.."
His deadly stare turns into a sweet boxy smile as he trots off. "I'm gonna go make popcorn~" He singsongs. I am left in a slight horror.
The soft snores from Taehyung are making me go to sleep. "At least finish watching the movie with me… I snuggle with you everyday, I swear…" I whisper. I stroke Taehyung's hair and chuckle. "What a baby…" I hear the doorknob jiggle and gently let Tae off my shoulder on to the couch. He stirs, but continues sleeping as I stand up. The door opens and the click of heels announces that my Noona is home. "Hey Kookie." She tiredly says. I groggily shuffle over to her and take notice of her appearance. "Yeah I know... I've looked better." She tries to pull up her neckline over the numerous hickeys on her collarbones. Obviously, she's not sure how to talk with me about things concerning my past. I take her in for a hug, in a silent understanding she returns the hug, and we both just stand there for a second or two. I break it first, offering to draw her a bath while she puts her things away. She nods and waddles over to her baby brother, giving him a kiss on his head before heading into her room. I finish setting up the bathroom and walk into the kitchen to make Hyuna's favorite. Caramel Hot Chocolate. She goes gaga for this stuff. As I wait for the water to boil I finally go on my phone and scroll down the notifications. Almost all of them are of Taehyung and his freaking out episode consisting of angry emojis to crying ones and a bunch of skull ones too. I laugh at his outburst and see that the remaining ones are from some friends and Hyuna Noona, she only ever sends short ones like: "You better not forget eat something asshole, don't want you dying. That's too much paperwork..." or "Good luck working on your routine! Lord knows you'd be such a damn embarrassment if you slipped on the pole-kekeke-" I smile fondly nonetheless, I honestly have no idea what I would've done without Taehyung and my Noona, their acceptance of who I am is something I will always cherish.
I come out of my thoughts as Noona finally exits the bath and silently walks to where I am seated at our little table, she takes a seat lifting her knees to her chest and I slide her mug in front of her. She takes it with a grin and wiggles her eyebrows. "You gonna go all out tomorrow?" I smile devilishly " They won't know what hit them…"
~Yoongi's POV~ That same day: Early morning..
It's silent, save for the clock ticking that hangs on the wall and the hurried scratch of my scrawl in my paperwork. That is until my godforsaken butt of a friend makes an unwanted welcome into my office "HYYUUNG.." I look up scowling but he pays no mind, behind him my poor assistant runs in panting "I...Um..I'm sorry sir!" He babbles and tries to come up with a plausible excuse to this predicament but I glance over at him knowingly. His pitiful crush on my best friend wasn't something exactly hidden but Namjoon was an oblivious dimwit. Jin blushes profusely and leaves the room for me to deal with my problem. "Don't you have your OWN company to run Namjoon?!" "Nevermind that-" He brushes me off. "soooo tomorrow is my birthday~" I know where this is going. "And?" "AND I want to go to a certain somewhere.." He looks at me knowingly. "NO." "But HYYUUNG!" "I said no and I mean it you pervert!" Namjoon lifts his hands up in defeat, seemingly giving up. I think I won… No nevermind. Because he then turns around with a stupid little grin. "Fine, you wanna be like that? I'll tell Halmoni that you are being a meanie..." He lifts his chin defiantly. " Are you five?" I give him an annoyed look but he knows I can't say no now. With my head in my hands I give an exasperating sigh. "...fine" I don't even want to look up to see his triumphant dimpled smile, but I have to in order page Jin to make him cancel my plans for tomorrow and- What the hell? Is he trying dance? "For crying out loud... Get your ass out my office I'll see you tomorrow!" He freezes and hightails out shouting a "Bye~" behind him.
"Jin.." I can hear Namjoon celebrating in the background. That dumbass motherfu- "Yes Sir?" "Cancel all appointments tomorrow and your plans as well." "...Very well, but um why me as well Sir?" "I don't think I can endure this and not kill a certain someone, so I'm dragging you with me…. You'll hide the body." I can practically hear him stifle his giggle "Yes Sir."