Hwoarang was sitting in a large booth, two girls on each side. Two of his gang members sat at the table with him, while other members and women sat at booths nearby. He didn't know how long they had been there, probably fifteen minutes, but the table was already littered with bottles. He had yet to see Jin-ho and Isa enter the bar, and was starting to get worried. He glanced at the door, just in time to see them enter.
"Damn, who's that with Jin-ho?" One of the gang members asked.
"I didn't think he could get girls," another added.
"Ah, she's nothing." One of the girls said, trying to get closer to Hwoarang. He smirked, and did his best to ignore Isa. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her follow Jin-ho to a table near the back of the room.
He idly listened to the girls chatter about something that was rather inconsequential and he did not care about. He hadn't really been following them and instead responded with the obligatory nod or yes when he felt it was time. He was quite distracted, trying to watch Isa, pay attention to his gang, as well as listen to the girls. He also still felt a little sore, especially his mid-section. He jumped as little as one of the girls ran her fingers down his face.
"Hwoarang, stay the night with me," she murmured. He looked down at her, and tried to hide his disgust. He figured he had slept with her before, but he couldn't remember for sure. He couldn't even remember her name, which would never have bothered him before.
"He's staying with me tonight," another girl said, grabbing his arm. He listened to them fight, and watched the responses from his fellow gang members. They seemed amused, and he knew that some of them would have their chance with whatever girl he didn't pick.
"I can't make any promises," he said, finally breaking their argument. He smirked at them before continuing. "We'll see later on which one gets to come home with me." That ended the arguments, for now at least.
Hwoarang turned his attention back to Isa and Jin-ho briefly. The table they sat at was small, and he saw a bottle in front of each of them. She was talking at that point, her head titled slightly to the side. He noticed that she crossed her feet under the table, and that she was wearing heeled shoes. From his distance, he couldn't tell if they were boots or not. There was little light shining on that section, and Jin-ho was mostly hidden in the shadows.
Hwoarang grabbed a bottle and drank half of it in one gulp. He was starting to think that it had been a bad idea to invite her here. He just didn't want her to get pissed at him again, and he wasn't sure what would make her madder. If he had ignored her after the match, she certainly would have been mad. But now he was ignoring her, which would probably upset her. He sighed, and listened to the people surrounding him talk.
"Boss, when will you get the money?" Hwoarang looked over at Hyun, the man who asked him. He was the one who had pointed out that Jin-ho entered with Isa. He had short black hair, and was rather popular with the local girls. He liked to think he was second in command, which annoyed Hwoarang and some of the other gang members to no end. He was a decent fighter, but did not make a good leader. He was more interested in women and beer than the gang.
"Sometime later this week. They gave me some card with the information on it. Probably because of the amount." Hwoarang shrugged when he finished talking.
"What are you going to buy me?" One of the girls sitting near Hyun asked.
"He's going to buy me some jewelry, aren't you sweetie?" The one sitting just on his left responded, and grabbed Hwoarang's arm. She ran her fingers up and down his bicep.
"I think it needs to go to fixing some of the bikes we have," another gang member interrupted. Hwoarang half-listened as they argued, again. The gang usually argued about how to spend the money. Hwoarang tended to ignore them, and do what he wanted with it. He really only listened to what a few of them had to say anyway.
He gazed back at Isa and Jin-ho and saw that she was laughing. He was starting to feel a bit jealous, and angry. He trusted Jin-ho, or at least so he thought. He started wondering if Jin-ho was really the one to watch her. He didn't know if the other man had ever been with a woman, and Isa seemed too easy to take advantage of and naïve. He just hoped that his command to take care of her made Jin-ho realized that Isa belonged to him. Almost as if on cue, Isa caught him staring and smiled in his direction. Hwoarang smirked back and then returned to his conversation.
"What do you think we should do with the money?" Kim, another gang member, asked. This one was younger, and in the lower ranks. He wasn't the best looking, and was often teased because of his glasses. He was strong, however, and had moved through the ranks quickly because of his unique fighting style.
"I dunno. I guess we'll just see what needs to be done first. Right now, I think we just need to get piss drunk!" Hwoarang held up a new bottle of beer and waited for the others to do the same. They gave off a little cheer and then drank until the bottles were empty. Out of the corner of his eye he saw two of the newer members moving to get more beer.
"You really let them have it this time boss!" Hyun yelled. Hwoarang could tell that his fellow member was drunk, and that some of the others were not far off. Hwoarang himself could feel the effects of the alcohol.
"Man, Jin-ho is getting it on with that girl!" Hwoarang turned to see what the member was talking about. Jin-ho and Isa had moved to the pool tables and were starting a game. He had an amused look on her face, while Isa looked more embarrassed. Hwoarang pushed people out of the booth and stood up. He ignored their calls and walked over to the pair. By the time he got there, Isa was leaning over the table, preparing to shoot. Hwoarang stood behind her and wrapped his arms around hers. He pressed himself into her back.
"Need some help?" He breathed. She shivered and turned around.
"And here I thought you were going to ignore me all night." Hwoarang smirked.
"Nah, I just had some stuff to take care of."
"Looks like it," she replied, nodding towards the table. "You shouldn't stay long, I would hate for your fan club to get jealous."
"I can handle them. Having a nice time?"
"Sure," she replied coolly, cocking her head to the side. "You?"
"Of course. Victory parties are the best." Silence fell between the pair. Hwoarang noticed that his gang, as well as Jin-ho, had their eyes on him.
"Well, uh, I guess I'll see you later." Hwoarang waved his arm goodbye as he walked back to the table.
"Who was that?" Kim asked.
"Just some girl Jin-ho met."
"You seemed to be pretty friendly with her," one of the girls stated, moving over to give Hwoarang a place to sit.
"Nah, just had to check up and make sure she was OK. I wouldn't want one of my gang members to be with someone that I didn't approve."
"Has he even had sex before?" Hyun asked.
"You'd have to ask him," Hwoarang replied. "Now, where is that next round of beer?"
It was late and Hwoarang was drunk. He stared at the table and saw that most of the people around him were half-asleep. Some were speaking in slurred tones. He looked around and noticed that both Isa and Jin-ho were missing. He tried to read the clock on the wall but it was too far away and his vision to blurry to make out the numbers.
"Where's that chick?" He asked.
"What chick?"
"The one with Jin-ho?"
"They left a while ago," one of the girls replied. She put her head on Hwoarang's chest. "Take me home," she murmured. Hwoarang looked down at her and shrugged his shoulders. She wasn't horrible looking, and he didn't feel like going back to his place. He said goodbye to the gang and ignored the disappointed looks of some of the other girls. He followed the one he picked out of the door and down the street to her place.
Author's Notes:
Sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up. My school and job distracted me for some time, but now that I am on summer break I will have a bit more time to work on this story. Hopefully I can finish it before classes start back in August as my time will grow short again. Thank you all very much for sticking with me through my writing. I hope that you continue to enjoy the story.