𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖙 ; 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖌

FIVE

a/n: that's minho's outfit above btw!

LEE KNOW
YELLOW WOOD
DOWNTOWN SEOUL, KOREA

minho slipped on some boots, and twirled in front of his mirror.

nice.

"min hyung!" felix's nervous voice called in front of his waiting room as he knocked.

"come in!" minho called.

the younger walked in nervously, making sure to shut the door.

"can i... change here? it's just-"

"yeah, it's fine. don't worry," minho smiled. "only this once though. you're lucky jisoo's not present today."

"yeah. it-it's just... it's my first day on the stage, so..."

"you'll be fine, yongbok," minho smiled at him kindly. "help me with makeup? i'll help with yours."

"okay, hyung!"

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J.ONE
YELLOW WOOD
DOWNTOWN SEOUL, KOREA

han jisung was only just a man, when it came to him.

"sir, would you like to request a specific dancer?" the lady at the desk in front of him asked, he couldn't remember her name.

"yes. is the dancer that performed yesterday still here? Something with a  L..." jisung asked, and hummed fauxly. he knew that she knew who he was talking about, and he knew that she didn't know he was acting.

"oh! I suppose you're talking about Lee Know." the lady said, and jisung snapped his fingers.

"yes! them! will they be available?" jisung asked.

"he'll be there in 2 hours. your chamber is 4419."

"alright, thank you."

"no problem, J.ONE-ssi. Enjoy your session!" the lady chirped as jisung walked away.

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WARNING!

THIS PART INCLUDES MATURE SCENES
as in like.... sex. not like actual smut just... the horny implication is there yeah whatever ANYWAY

LEE KNOW
J.ONE
CHAMBER 4419, YELLOW WOOD
DOWNTOWN SEOUL, KOREA

lee minho felt anger pound in his head as he tried not to scowl in front of the man.

han jisung just smirked at the passive expression.

"missed me, bunny?" jisung cooed, as the dancer stepped into the room. minho looked like ethereal.

"do i know you, sir?" minho asked with faux politeness.

"aw, come on princess, don't be like that."

a/n: kitty or bunny.
help. choose.
kitty/kitten or bunny.

"do you have a preference, sir?" minho asked, as he batted his eyelashes. he just had to be civil. for tonight. just for a hour.

a fucking hour.

"hmm, no. i'll enjoy whatever."

minho gave a curt nod, and began flipping through the music options.

jisung drank in the view, eyes raked over minho's exposed back.

music faded into the room through the speakers, as minho stood the platform, and positioned himself on the pole.

it was a rather... old song, So High by Doja Cat.
however, it was the only song minho could think of at the moment, and it had the right tempo.

minho danced as words filtered through his ears.

he dropped to the floor carefully. his hips moved with the music.

jisung watched shamelessly, feeling his dick twitch in interest as minho stood up, ass out. (a/n: i hate these author notes but can u laugh bcs this part was funny to me)

the dancer gripped the pole tightly, as he wrapped his legs around it. he carefully let go, arched towards jisung. their eyes meet for a second as minho repositioned himself, as he spun around the pole, carefully landing on the floor.

minho looked away first.

he continued to dance, now on the floor as he moved along with the music.

jisung gulped, watching as minho moved, pushing against the pole. the older dropped on the floor, lying down before he kicked his legs up, rising quickly. the performer quickly lifted himself up on the pole, spinning and twirling as he showed off his flexibility.

he descended slowly, spinning gently as he kept his legs firmly wrapped around the poll. when he reached the ground, he pushed them apart before closing them again. (he pretended not to notice jisung's boner.)

minho stayed on the floor, moving against the cold as his limbs moved along the music. he spun his legs, and pushed himself up agaist the floor, only to sink back down again.

his hand gravitated towards the pole, and he moved carefully. he lifted his leg, bringing it down to rise up completely from the ground.

minho spun gently yet swiftly, his hands on the pole with his legs off of the ground. he sunk down as he spun, and ended up one knee. carefully, the performed lifted his leg from underneath him, and twisted it to bring him to a standing postion, with his back arched downwards.

jisung stared in awe, as minho softly grinded against the pole, before he sank down again, this time in a slut drop. minho let himself smirk slightly as his twerked before quickly standing up again.

he lifted himself on the pole, twirling around it before he pulled in legs as he continued to spin, and do his fancy movements.

minho spread his legs as he spun, closing them around the pole, only to spread them again and then to pull them close as he sinks downwards, spreading them into splits. he rose from the ground, walking around the pole a few times. once he was in front of it, minho sank down into a squat position, except his hands were on the pole, and his legs were apart.

his eyelashes were hooded, his gaze lowered as he absolutely refused to meet jisung's eyes.

he moved around the pole a few times more, until he eventually gravitated towards the male -- after all, that was part of his job. -- and he let himself dance against his hands. jisung's gaze burned into his skin, as they rested on his waist.

minho felt, well, he didn't know what he felt. he felt awkward, expertly moving and grinding on his ex's lap. oh, god, he even had a man of his own!

minho eventually moved back to the pole, but not before he played with and fucked up jisung's tie. he moved around pole, dancing and swaying as the song eventually came into an end.

jisung's thoughts raced as his hand itched to touch him again.

god, how would they survive a whole hour?

a/n: my ears are burning this was so embarassing..... hope u liked it because i suffered writing the dancing part i never knew writing someone pole dance was going to be this hard

ive never written the words legs and spin and spread so much in my life before they look so weird now