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It’s already been three months.
Three months of being alone, three months of being by himself.
Not that it’s new for Jungkook to be alone, but not making any friends in three months?
That’s just a little sad.
Someone to talk to would be nice.
It doesn’t have to be a best friend or something, just a person that listens and maybe makes him feel a little more.. wanted?
Jungkook shakes his head.
Stop with this nonsense, this is not highschool anymore.
You’re an adult now, stop crying you hear me?
You’re at a great college, you have a job and money to keep things rolling.
Why can’t you be thankful for once, god damnit.
‘Jungkook?’ the deep voice of his boss rips his mind out of the stream of thoughts.
Has he been staring at himself in the mirror all this time?
‘You’re still getting dressed? Hurry up a little, your co-worker finished his shift 10 minutes ago, we need you in here.’ the man says, sounding a little stressed and making chaotic hand movements in Jungkook’s direction.
‘Yes sir, I’ll be ready in five minutes!’ he assures him and gives a little bow.
With a faint nod his boss disappears behind the curtain that divides the changing room for employees from the actual pub behind it.
Just a thick, deep red curtain keeps all the people from seeing Jungkook naked.
He swallows.
It was way harder to accept that fact when he first started working there two months ago.
The thought of people seeing him in revealing clothes or costumes did not sit well in his gut, but the job is well paid and he doesn’t even know anyone around here, so there’s no way to embarrass himself either.
And even though he first thought the customers wouldn’t like him, he gained his own little fanbase.
His rather broad body caused him to only fit into one costume which happens to be a bunny costume.
From his first day on he has been known as ‘Bunny Boy’ and that’s what everyone calls him at work.
Honestly? Jungkook enjoys the attention way more than he thought.
It’s different from daytime where everyone is with their friends and he is alone.
At night he is the star, the people compliment his body and cute looks and behaviours.
Jungkook LOVES it.
Just a few more pulls to fit the leathery corset around his torso and shoving the cute bunny ears on a hairband onto his head and off he goes.
Carefully pushing the curtain aside and peeking into the ridiculously large hall full of people, he feels the rush of adrenaline in his veins.
The music is loud and seductive, the waitresses look beautiful and in the barely lit room everything looks a little more mysterious.
From the left corner of his eye he sees someone waving at him from the bar.
It’s Jimin, also a rather young boy who works as a bartender in the casino at night.
He showed Jungkook around when he first started to work there and always treated him very nicely.
Jimin once mentioned that he’s been working there for over five years, so even when he was clearly still underage, which makes Jungkook think about his life circumstances sometimes.
He is pretty small for his age of twenty-two, but just like Jungkook his body is very trained and looks more mature than his face.
Not to sound weird or something, Jungkook had seen many good looking people in his young life, but Jimin is something that you can call sex on legs and every person of every sexuality would agree.
‘Jungkookieee! Come over here, I already have like three orders for you to deliver!’ he shouts as loudly as he can but without sounding angry.
Jimin is never angry, Jimin always smiles.
It can be unsettling, as if you were constantly looking at a mask and never see the real Jimin behind it.
But who is Jungkook to judge? He himself is just a lonely student with a slutty nightlife after all.
So none of his business.
‘Comingg!’ Jungkook shouts back and quickly makes his way towards the bar.
He has to push past a few people, accept a little unwanted touching but then he finally reaches his co worker.
‘You’re late today, what happened?’ Jimin asks in a bit of a hurry while simultaneously arranging and filling some glasses on a tray in front of him.
‘Just took a little longer to get the costume on, nothing tragic.’ he shrugs and quickly catches a glass for Jimin before he can push it over in the hurry of filling it.
‘Pretty full today huh? No time to rest.’ Jungkook sighs and looks around the crowded tables.
‘Yup, a little. But hey’ Jimin fills up the last glass and looks up to give his co worker a big smile. ‘More people equals more tips right?’
‘That’s what it should mean yes.’ Jungkook agrees and gives just the slightest smile back.
Jimin picks up the packed tray and shoves it into his arms, then leans over and rests his head in his hands.
He stares up to Jungkook with an almost.. fond expression?
‘You really look like a bunny when you smile. You know, you should smile more, it looks so cute!’ he giggles and gives the younger’s hair a little pat.
‘Now go bunny boy, the people are waiting for your great butt to serve them.’
Jungkook gives a little belated nodd and turns to look for the table he is supposed to serve.
It’s pretty hard to find the place, there are people everywhere and you can barely see the tables AT ALL.
Just as he is about to go in the wrong direction, a man calls him over.
The guy is playing a card game Jungkook doesn’t recognize but apparently the prize is pretty high, according to the numbers he can see.
Winning that much money would make anyone’s life a lot easier.
The person that guy was playing against was rather small looking, black hair, fair skin and formal clothes.
Jungkook gets told to wait a little until the game is over so the customer can receive his drink and that’s when everything started to go wrong.
Did that small guy just.. Pull a card out of his sleeve?
Isn’t that illegal?
Isn’t that cheating??
‘Damn it!!’ his customer shouts.
‘I was doing so well and suddenly you kill all my chances with one card! Fuck, that was all my money!!’
A gigantic bag was pushed over the table and towards the smaller guy who gives a vicious smirk.
‘Luck has to be on your side am I right my friend?’ his voice was a lot lower than you’d expect from a person that size.
He cheated.
He cheated and you saw it.
Say something.
SAY SOMETHING.
‘It wasn’t though.’ Jungkook deadpanned.
He didn’t even realize he said something, the words just came out by themselves.
Suddenly the gaze of the small guy turns icy and focuses on him only.
The crowd in front of Jungkook clears a little and gives way to look at him more clearly.
‘What do you mean?’ small guy asks, not letting the boy escape his eyes.
Jungkook swallows.
This could turn on him very quickly, it could cost him his job or maybe even his life?
Many shady people gather in the pub, what if that guy had a gun?
Well, it was too late now anyways right?