"You don't want me to be a waiter? Aww, I was going to wear my tight pants." Jimin laughed playfully and let go of Yoongi, dropping down in the seat closest to him and immediately crossing his legs, looking very at home here. He did feel pretty safe, admittedly, and that was a rare one.

"I do like to drink so maybe that can translate to mixing."

If it made Yoongi happy, he could do it. Anything to make him feel a lot less sad. "Do you come to the club often? I'd like to see you more. I think you're pretty interesting. We could have fun together."