The Odd Doctor Out | A Drama | S. 1

66 🩺 Exposed

San sat in the corner the whole night, and although it was far later than he'd planned on staying out, especially since he had work that very morning, he couldn't bring himself to leave. He could see Wooyoung going from table to table, giggling and strutting and giving out lap dances and god knows whatever else was asked of him.

He watched him for long enough to notice that Wooyoung always did extra things that San was starting to notice made Wooyoung uncomfortable, even though to the stranger it would have seemed like he loved it.

So long as he was provided with a tip, he did whatever they wanted.

And as his friends were chatting about some football game that San had no idea about, he found his eyes drifting back to the boy with the stockings at a table not too far from theirs. Whilst sitting on one guy's lap whispering and giggling in his ear, Wooyoung was also surrounded by two pretty girls who clearly worked at the club - one of which dancing around entirely topless.

With the slip of what looked to be a sizeable sum of money, Wooyoung took the guy by his collared shirt roughly before leaning back and meeting his lips with the girl with the lace see through bra for an open and wet looking kiss - all the while rocking his hips over the guy he was sitting on.

Apparently reaching the end of his payment deal, the two separated, the girl giggled the fakest giggle San had ever seen, and Wooyoung stood back up, much the same. Blowing his buyer a kiss, he strutted off.  But as he did, San saw him gag a little as he wiped his mouth. Clearly not into girls, San thought.

Wooyoung glanced at the clock, again, and just as San started wondering himself what time it was, a hand slapped into his chest.

'Bro, you right?' He glanced up to see Kai talking straight to him. 'Are you into guys or something? Why do you keep staring at that twink?'

San flinched at the term, and the fact that yes, these were his friends, but these were also his straight friends...

'I-Sorry. I just- I think... I know him...'

'Oh shit, really?' Kai raised an eyebrow, glancing between Wooyoung on the floor, and San. 'Did y'know he worked here?'

'N-no...'

'Ahh... what's he like tight on cash or something?' As more of the guys' heads turned to see who they were talking about, Wooyoung chose that moment to start giving out another lap dance to a pretty young girl who was giggling shyly as she slipped money into his choker.

'I-I don't know...'

Kai glanced between San and Wooyoung again, before sighing. He took his cap off of the table and threw it at San's chest. 'Bro put this on.'

Confused for a moment, San glanced between the cap and his friend, before he hit the shell-shocking realization that Kai - the singly most straightest man he's ever met, was calling Wooyoung over. In the span of a single second, this person who had been so straight that even San felt uncomfortable outing himself, suddenly seemed like the gayest person, he'd ever met.

And it worked.

San had never moved so fast to put a hat on in his life.

On those tall heels, Wooyoung prowled over, running a fingernail across the tabletop seductively. 'Hi boys. Can I help any of you with anything tonight?'

And Kai was fucking good at acting. 'Darling you look gorgeous. I bet you have allll the ladies and the gents in the house on their knees begging for you after you finish work.'