Ciel [Yoonmin]

9.

Jimin sighed as he pushed open the heavy door. This night had been his later shift so he had to stay until closing. It was a bit chilly and he shivered at the cold wind hitting his skin.

The sweat from dancing was making him colder. His shirt was sticking to his skin and he hugged himself trying to get some heat.

After taking out his keys, he unlocked his car triggering the lights to come on. He put his bag on the back seat and closed the door behind. When he was about to open the front door, a hand on the shoulder startled him.

He gasped loudly and his heart thumped fast. The seventy two hours have passed. Yoongi still hadn't shown up, but he eventually will. He'd be lying if he said that he hadn't been so anxious over this.

"Oh, hey." Jimin said realizing it wasn't Yoongi or any other of Taehyung's guards. His heart slowed down and he suddenly felt much better.

It was one of the guys he occasionally had one night stands with. He didn't get paid to do that. The guy was just hot and a distraction.

"Hey, why haven't you been answering my texts?"

"I've been busy." Trying to decide whether I want to be with a drug lord for a year or not. Deciding had been a very hard process. Over the last three days his mind had just circled over and over.

At times accepting Taehyung's offered seemed like a great idea. At other times accepting seemed like a stupid reckless idea. Or maybe it was the fact that he was betraying his only friend.

"Come on. Too busy for me?" He smirked getting closer. He placed his hand on Jimin's waist and brought him closer.

"Yes. Even for you. I'm a busy man." He replied with a smirk.

"Come on, Jimin. Lee's go to my place."

Jimin slowly pushed him off and shook his head no. Being here in the bar parking lot with another man was not a smart idea. Not when Yoongi could just appear out of nowhere.

"Nah. I'm not in the mood for it. I'm tired and need sleep. I've been working everyday."

"It'll be quick."

Jimin almost laughed at his comment. Yeah, it would be. He was attractive and very well packaged, but his sex game was weak. He didn't take time to please him in any way. A few messy thrusts and it was over. If he was honest, he wasn't quite sure why he kept sleeping with him.

"No. I'm okay. I'll call you later." In a year.

He turned around to open the door and the guy closed it shut. "Come on, Jimin." He whispered against his ear. His body was pressed tightly behind him and he could feel his manhood erect.

Jimin chuckled and shook his head no. "I told you. I have to pass. I'm trying to get some sleep. You should too. It's late as hell."

"It'll be a quickie." He said pecking behind his neck.

Jimin tried to get him off him, but was unsuccessful. Instead, the man kept pushing like that would change his mind. "No, I'm honestly not in the mood." He re-stated this time adding more force to push him away.

He sighed loudly as Jimin turned to face him. "It's really annoying for you to keep pushing me into doing it. I told you I don't feel like it and I'm not in the mood."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know a whore could get tired of sex."

"Okay, fuck you asshole. Just because I enjoy sex with you doesn't mean I want to have it all the time. Just because I like having sex does not mean I want to get fucked all the time. You're full of shit."