Incubus [BOOK 1] (Jimin FF)

A Host Club? (Y/N's POV)

"Where do you guys want to go?" I asked as I stepped outside of Rika's house.

"A café!" Rika suggested.

"Ooh! A café!" Flara exclaimed.

"A café it is then," I chuckled.

"Do you want to walk or teleport?" Rika asked us.

"Walk. It's more fun!" Flara answered.

Rika looked over at me, so I nodded, agreeing.

"Hey, Flara. I've been meaning to ask you, but.. are you dating my brother?" Rika asked.

"Right. I was wondering that too.."

Flara blushed and mumbled something.

"What?" I asked.

"I said, we're not dating.." she said.

"Really? You two are perfect for each other!" Rika jokingly commented.

"Yeah. I don't see why you aren't," I giggled.

"I don't like him that way," Flara said, blushing.

"Then why are you blushing?" I teased.

"I-I'm not!" Flara covered her face with her hands.

"Sure.." both Rika and I said.

"Y/N, are you dating Jimin?" Flara asked, still hiding her face.

"Eh.. Not really, but soon."

I answered vaguely, so she probably didn't understand..

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"She probably means that they like each other, but aren't ready to date," Rika guessed.

"Kind of. It's hard to explain," I said.

"So, Rika is dating Jiho. Y/N and Jimin are friends with benefits. And I'm nothing with Riku. Seems good enough," Flara decided.

"Not exactly true, but hey, you got me and Jiho spot on." Rika laughed.

The whole way to the town, we were talking and laughing, as normal friends would.

"So, which café?" I asked.

There were a lot of cafés in this town. The one I normally went to was just up ahead.

"Follow me!" Rika said and proceeded to walk forward.

We did as we were told and after 10 minutes arrived at the fanciest café I've ever seen.

"This is a café?" I asked, amazed.

"Yeah. Since I don't need a lot of stuff, I have a lot of money! Let's go in!" Rika grabbed our hands and pulled us in.

As soon as the door opened, a group of handsome men welcomed us in.

"Welcome angels!" they all said.

Both Flara and I had a look on our faces that showed confusion and shock.

"Rika. You said this was a café.." I whispered to her.

"Well, it's technically a café," she said sheepishly.

"What do you mean by 'technically'?!" I whispered.

"Alright. It's more of a host club than a café, but I promise you, this will be fun!" Rika exclaimed.

(Host club: where females pay for male company.)

"A host club?!"

"I thought they were only common in Japan!" I continued.