𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 // ꜱᴀʀᴀᴡᴀᴛ ✕ ᴛɪɴᴇ

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A cold feeling ran through Tine's body as he narrowed his eyes at his expensively dressed boss, Fang, across from him, for she had spoken such a preposterous thing.

"Do what?!" Tine leaned toward, not quite sure if he heard it right.

"I know you must be shocked but hear me out. He has unique tastes... so the women here don't appeal to him." Fang sighed, rubbing her temple as if it was just as difficult for her.

"No, you don't get it. I just clean and occasionally serve drinks here but I'm not a part of the escort service!" Tine hit his hand on the table a few times to amplify his words.

"Keep your voice down, there's customers outside." The boss chewed on her bottom lip, glancing towards the door that was ajar. "I told you. He's a very important guest and he has weird tastes and we don't have any male escorts. My life is on the line here Tine, help me out." She put her hands, which were bejewelled with rings, together.

"Okay but why me??" Tine questioned, with his hand on his chest.

"Because you're the prettiest male worker we have here and we don't have enough time to scout anyone." Fang grabbed Tine's hands into hers and held them in desperation. "He's coming by tomorrow. Please Tine, I'll quadruple your pay!!"

"Fine, but only because I owe it to you for giving me this job. BUT I'm holding you up to the quadruple pay, because I'm basically putting my body out there for you." Tine sighed as he hesitantly agreed.

"Thank you so much, Tine!" Fang jumped out of her chair and walked around the table before engulfing the man in a hug. "Now head on home and get some early sleep, you must be well rested for tomorrow. Come by at your usual time and we'll prepare you here." She nodded at him as she pulled him up out of the chair and led him out of the office in a very kind and polite manner.

Tine sighed and walked down the hallway that led to the main hall that was filled with old/young men and escort girls. The usual sound of giggling and chatter filled the place. And the girls would lead some men up and down the staircase which separated the rooms from the hall.

"Tine, where were you?" Fong called out as he set down the wooden crate full of alcohol.

"Look at the fool, slackin off!" Phuak pointed at Tine before hooking his arm around the taller mans neck and putting him in a head lock.

"Hey, hey, hey, let him go," Ohm laughed, pulling Tine away from Phuak. "You're gonna kill him."

"So what did the boss want from you?" Fong asked, organizing the bottles onto the shelves.

"I..... She wanted me to be an escort for someone tomorrow." Tine replied as he grabbed the back of his head with both hands. His friends stared him in the eyes before exchanging glances.

"That can't be right, we don't get any Female customers though," Ohm shifted his eyes between his friends. Tine nodded at his words and cowered in his hands.

"Oh, that's bad." Phuak put a fist to his mouth as he dropped his head to the ground.

"This is what you get for being so fair-skinned, pretty and well built." Ohm's mouth stretched into an awkward smile as he tapped Tine's abdomen.

"It's not my fault that I'm like this!" Tine lifted his head from his hands and put his hands out in front of him in desperation.

"Well.... but who's the customer. Must be quite the noble man if he needs a reservation before hand, maybe thats who booked room number 1." Fong scratched the back of his neck and looked up at Tine with pity in his eyes.

"You're ass is grass man. Literally." Ohm sighed, patting Tine on his shoulder.

"I used to be envious of your face and body but now I'm feeling kinda grateful that I look the way I do." Phuak let out a sigh of relief as he patted himself all over.