If anyone told jungkook he’d be standing in front of the entrance to a gay club at 2 a.m. in polar bear pussy new york temperatures he’d straight up laugh dead in their face,, for starters he wasn’t gay and just the thought made him uncomfortable. it wasn’t that he was homophobic, he had too many gay people in his life who he loved to degrade someone over their sexuality, but the thought of him being demasculized by another guy made him feel weird. he didn’t even go to bars to begin with so the whole situation had him feeling out of place. pint, the gay bar jimin worked at, was the only lgbtq+ bar in a 30 mile radius, so of course every weekend it was packed with club goers looking to get some ass. just walking into the dimly-lit club with the smell of alcohol in the air and a tall masked figure on a stage in the corner of his eye was enough to get jungkook overwhelmed after taking a mere three steps in the club.