Extra Cash
Ultimately_Vibing
Summary:
The ninja all get a job because you don't really get paid for being cool and also a hero.
Jay is the one that always brings in the most money per week. And yet, none of the team know what it is that he does. So Cole's sent to find out.
Chapter 1
Chapter Text
"How the actual fuck do you keep making this much?"
Jay shrugs at Kai as he pushes a wad of cash to the centre of the table, making everyone else's contributions look tiny.
"No but seriously, what do you do?" Lloyd piles all the money up, presumably to count it. "If you told us, we could all get in on it, and then maybe we could take more time off."
"It's none of your business!" Jay folds his arms, before walking away in a huff, accidentally knocking into Cole's arm.
The earth ninja ignores the contact, too busy chowing down on his breakfast cereal.
"It's almost like he wants to be the only one making a ton of money." Kai grumbles.
"Maybe he's embarrassed?" Nya yawned, reaching out to take her cut of the cash after Lloyd divides it into six piles.
"Most high paying jobs are luxurious. I doubt he'd have anything to be embarrassed about." Zane stood to leave.
"Mm." Lloyd's eyes light up. "Cole! You should spy on him. Find out what he does. You guys work basically opposite hours."
"Sure. I'll get back to you all."
Jay works at maybe the worst times. Who the fuck starts a job at 10pm and leaves at 3am?
Someone who works in a bar/inn apparently.
Cole doesn't go inside, but he's got his eye on the building. It looks modern, with a minimalist sign, and big wide windows.
Which means it's odd that he can't see Jay. Not behind the bar counter, not among the few tables, not anywhere.
It's not like he could just disappear!
Bartending doesn't seem like a job that could get you thousands in just one night though. Let alone getting paid every day, rather than it all collating to the end of the month.
Unless it was tips?
Who the fuck is tipping bartenders that much?
Cole doesn't see much of choice. If he wants to know what Jay's up to, he's gonna have to go in.
'The City's Jewel' was a cool name, so at least he might get some high quality drinks out of this.
Inside, it's just as clean and modern as it looks through the windows. And just like through the windows, Jay is nowhere to be seen.
Cole sees only one option. He'll just have to ask.
A young bartender smiles at him as he approaches.
"Welcome to the City's Jewel! What can I get ya?" Her voice is smooth.
"Hey, I'm uh, looking for Jay Walker?"
The bartender nods slowly, before jabbing a finger towards her older colleague.
"I'll pass you over to her. She's in charge of all that."
All that?
Cole doesn't question it, turning to the other woman.
"Looking for Jay? He's with another client at the moment, take a seat while you wait." She gestures to a stool. "We also have a required deposit before you see him. 20 bucks."
"Uh, right! Right." Cole fumbles in his pocket, passing over a note.
"Excellent. Can I get you anything to drink while you wait?"
Cole shakes his head.
Around half an hour passes, and a man comes down the stairs behind the bar, looking slightly flushed and bedraggled, running out the door. The woman turns to Cole after finishing serving a customer.
"You can go through now. Open the door and wait."
He nods, going up the stairs.
There's a large bed in the room, and that's about it, aside from a box that seems to have a wide range of... stuff poking out of it.
Handcuffs. Dildos. Sex toys. Some ribbons?
There's another door off to the side, and Jay's voice suddenly comes through.
"Hey honey. I'll be out in a minute."
His tone is dripping with... uh, sexiness? It's hot and breathy anyway, which only confuses Cole further.
"You have any idea what kind of thing you want? I charge extra for anything... kinky."
The emphasis on that word is kinda hot. Wait, what?
The side door opens, and Jay's wearing a robe, and NOTHING underneath. He's leaning seductively against the doorframe, until he locks eyes with Cole, which causes his entire demeanour to change.
"Ah! Cole! Um... hello."
"Hi."
He's struck a little dumb. Jay's body is - wow. Just don't look at his dick. Don't look at his dick. Don't.
Fuck!
It's so much bigger than he thought it would be.
Luckily for them both, Jay ties his robe.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh! Um, I was sent to investigate what you do. Because of all the money and stuff."
"Uh huh."
"So, um, yeah. Here I am."
"Okay."
They stare at each other.
"I assume you have questions."
"Yes. I didn't wanna be rude. But yes. I do."
"I mean, I've got time. It's a slow night. Go for it."
"You're a prostitute?"
"I prefer sex worker. But yes."
"Sorry."
"It's fine." Jay folds his arms.
"How many people do you usually get a night?"
"Eh... depends. Around three or four on average, unless I work overtime."
"Jeez. How much do you charge? Four people get you shitloads of money every night?"
"Base price of 200 bucks. Extra for kinky stuff, as you, um, heard." Jay points at the side door.
Another lapse of silence, Jay audibly fidgeting and Cole staring at the floor.
"Could you not tell the others? Please? It's kind of... I dunno. I know that it's not shameful - at least it shouldn't be - but, I know for certain that Kai will tease, and-"
"Yeah. Don't worry man. I gotcha."
"Thanks."
"Any chance I could get my deposit back?"
"Huh? Oh, no, that's for Sandy. She's the owner of this place, and the deposits are how I pay her back for letting me rent the room. Sorry dude. I could give you 20 bucks out of my cash?"
Cole shakes his head. "Don't worry. It's fine." He pauses. "How do you get customers?"
"Word on the street and stuff. Why? You wanna get into this business too? Because I'm gonna have to ask you to go work another part of the city, this area's my turf."
"No! No! I don't wanna - not my thing. I was just curious I guess."
"Right."
Another silence.
"I'm gonna go. Leave you to it and stuff."
"Alright. Great. See you later."
Okay. Cole just has to pretend that this never happened. He just has to keep it quiet from the others.
And also, preferably, not think about how hot Jay is.
