Heartbreak Club ; The Bartender

"Choose." Seung Ho ordered, and you blurted out -

"Mir?" Hoping you did not mishear the bartender's name, you looked to him with pleading eyes. He looked the happiest out of them all - a playful glint in his eyes - perhaps he would be a very nice soul and save you from this insanity.

The bartender let out an excited shout at your answer, his lips pulling into a charming smirk. You thought it was your imagination, but when Mir said "Don't look at me like that, Seung Ho! You said she could choose, didn't you?" Your suspicion that the manager was not pleased with your answer was confirmed.

With a 'tch' Seung Ho walked away. Just as you were about to breath in relief, his voice was heard - startling you. "Do what you have to do, Mir. Then send her home."

Mir responded with a behaved "Yes, sir." and turned to give you a thumbs-up. Joon stomped over and demanded a valid reason as to why you did not pick him instead. G.O moved over to hold the back of Joon's collar - stopping him in his tracks before his hands could reach you. Thunder looked on from where he was standing - not moving, not saying anything.

Protectively, Mir stood between Joon and you. "She chose me! Don't harass her." Your lips parted slightly, amused at Mir's booming voice that dropped to a stern whisper a second later. You heard Joon huff, and then leave with a bitter "Alright."

G.O bade you goodnight, cuing Thunder to wave goodbye as they both took their leave.

"C'mon." Mir turned to you and extended his hand.

"Where to?"

"To the bar."

"Why?" You raised an eyebrow.

"I'll explain there. There's something you need to see first."

"I thought I was going home?"

"After this." He held up his pinky. "I promise." Intertwining your pinky with his, you nodded.

"Follow me!" He chimed, walking towards the bar - or so you assumed, since you could not see your way clearly in the dim light. "W-wait!" You rushed to grab the back of his vest, and he turned to flash you a grin. "Opps. Sorry, I forgot you couldn't see. Here, hold my hand." He offered, and you took it sooner than you could take another breath.

But what did he mean by you not being able to see? Could he see in this ridiculous lighting? Or perhaps he just knew his way around the club like the back of his hand.

Passing by what you made up to be the patron's tables, you heard hushed whispers and giggles, followed by less subdued moans of ... pleasure?

Pulling yourself closer to Mir, you asked him about the sounds you heard - knowing that it was not a good thing to be nosy, but not knowing disturbed you as well.

"Oh them?" Mir's deep chuckle was heard. "They're just having fun. Lots and lots of fun." You could imagine him smiling from the way he let the words roll playfully off his tongue.

"F-fun?" You mentally slapped yourself for stuttering. The images that went through your mind at Mir's words contributed to said action - and you did not need Mir to know that.

Without warning, Mir stopped in his tracks and spun you into his arms. You shivered as his hand caressed the back of your waist. "Mmhmm." He breathed onto your lips. "Fun. You'll get your turn soon, too." As suddenly as you found yourself in his arms, you found yourself beside him again, holding onto his hand and walking towards the bar.

When you finally reached, you noticed that the bar was unmanned and there were no patrons there. "Where's everyone?"

"Off somewhere ... having fun." Mir's grinned as a look of worry and confusion washed over your face at the mention of the ambiguous topic. "You're saying that on purpose!" You accused, but the blush that had crept onto your face did not go away.

He laughed. A hearty laugh. It made you feel safe, almost comfortable.

"Sit." Mir pulled out a bar stool for you, and went to the back of the counter - then back to your side, offering to you a familiar glass.

"Thirsty?" He asked, swirling the liquid in the glass.

"Not really. What is it, though?" Leaning closer to you, he placed the glass on the counter and whispered. "Listen carefully."

You strained your ears, wondering what he wanted you to hear. There were the occasional giggles still - accompanied by the moans - and then there was a slight, subtle sound of -

Biting your lower lip as images crossed your mind, you pulled back from Mir. "Do you hear it?"

Not knowing what to answer, you stared at him. One more thing you could clearly hear, now, was the hard beating of your own heart.

"I don't want to keep you waiting - so I'll just tell you. Promise me you won't scream, or freak out - or do any silly things the girls before you did."

You nodded, not really knowing if you could keep that promise.

"We're vampires. All the staff here."

You nodded - not really knowing if you wanted to be that calm after Mir's confession, or if you were just too paralyzed from the knowledge that your suspicions were confirmed.

The other sound you heard aside from the giggles and moans were - very softly but surely - the sound of sucking. With the earlier events and the fangs that now protruding from behind Mir's lips - you did not need further confirmation.

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