Finishing his last swipe, Wooyoung capped his mascara and inspected his makeup job. 'Whatever. Close enough's good enough.'
In the club change rooms, Wooyoung changed into his work attire and fluffed his hair once more as he looked in the mirror.
With just about everything on display, there was almost nothing left to the imagination, and it made Wooyoung feel sick. He didn't know why he was having more and more trouble with his second job lately. Sure, he'd never really enjoyed his job at the club, but that didn't mean he'd been as grouchy as he felt now.
One of the girls he worked with came rushing in and sighed a massive sigh of relief when she laid eyes on him.
'Wooyoung, thank god, I've been looking for you everywhere. I thought for a second that you wouldn't show for your shift.'
Wooyoung raised an eyebrow. 'What makes you think that?'
'I don't know, I guess I was wrong... It's just that, well, you don't really seem to be into it as much these days...'
Wooyoung couldn't help the spiteful laugh that escaped him. 'It's fine. I've just got a lot going on lately. I'm sorry that I seem out of it. I hope my performance isn't affected.'
She shook her head vigorously and waved her hands in front of her face. 'Nono not at all. I only notice it when you're back here... You know you're always welcome to take a break if you like... Right?'
Wooyoung thought of his situation. He needed the money. His day job paid his bills and groceries, but it wasn't enough to help Yeosang with his tuition, and after everything the Kang family had done for him over the years, the least he could do was help his brother pay for school.
It'd been over a year now that Wooyoung had been helping pay Yeosang's bills and tuition contributions, and he felt bad for lying about where the money was coming from. But really, it was a small price to pay for making sure that Yeosang would never have to go back to working part time and overwork himself. Wooyoung refused to let that happen again.
And so Wooyoung felt he should be blessed to have a second well paying job like this. There were far worse things that one could do to pay the bills.
Stop complaining, Wooyoung. Support your brother. He helped you, now it's your turn.
He put on a smile, and this time, it was held genuine. 'A break won't be necessary, but thank you anyway.'
He looked up at the clock. 'Oop, it's time for me to go strut my stuff!' He grabbed a feathery throw on his way out the door.
Yeosang. Remember, you are doing it for him.
Putting his chin up, he stepped out and into the club.
It's party time.
~~~
A/N: help. Should be doing bio. Am just sitting here eating cupcakes and editing instead 😳
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