jam jam

🔞 butterfly pea

english is my second language- wait, that sounds like an ad.
anyway, i apologize in advance if you found any grammatical errors, ooc, half-baked smut, or plain choice of words in this fic.
hope you enjoy! ^^

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it's inevitable.
he needs it, so he should work for it.

'i just need to use my foot to be paid this much. well, this won't cover for a week but at least i have some money while waiting for new commission.'

'and once again i'm glad i can escape another creep. when he almost came and i let go of my foot, he begs for more - not happening though...'

'and why the customers are rarely decent these days? i'm tired...'

soraru lay himself down on the bed, putting aside his 'salary'.
it's almost a month since he started this work and well, he is satisfied with the result that he acummulated.
but under that satisfaction, soraru also feels the need to stop this work as soon as he can, he doesn't want any trouble that might come from his former customers.

okay, so what's the thing that soraru do for money?
well, i think by this point you can guess it already.

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this night, soraru went out to the usual bar just with an ocassion to refresh himself and simply drink the night away without anyone.
as soraru gets in, he was greeted by his former customer.

"oh, dear, i found you again! do you have some time tonight?"

'shit, it's the weirdo who enjoys footjob yesterday.'

the man asked for soraru's companion, willing to do more than what they did from previous nights with much more to offer - or so he said.
soraru gave him a silent treatment while he walks to the counter, but that won't do as this man reach for his arm and slowly pulling him.

feeling threatened, the bluenette shoves the man's grip and walks to the counter real quick, trying to blend with the crowd.
rather than making a scene to make the man give up in a harsh way or telling the bartender he needs an angel shot, soraru's mind seems to play a trick as he saw there is someone sitting on the counter.

pulling this someone's end of shirt, soraru break the silence and give an answer to the man:

"i'm sorry but i'm booked tonight."

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mafu rarely needs liquor, that thing makes him sleepy rather than drunk - and also makes him do random questionable things too.
but tonight is an exception, he will go all out.
mafu ordered something basic and light, think of it as an appetizer before he went drunk.

now that he looks around, the bar is somehow full of couple getting down their business - well, not that kind of lovey-dovey romantic things that couple do in public, of course.
this area is known for its reputation of 'night workers', so why did mafu bother to come here when he just wants a drink?
well, reference as a musician is needed and he heard a name that took his interest.

"oh, soraru? he usually comes by sooner or later, just make sure to hit on him quick before someone else snatch him."

a colleague whose kind of a regular here told mafu about this certain bluenette.
soraru is the name, and some also called him as 'butterfly pea'.
don't get them wrong! the nickname was given because soraru could adapt well to his customer orders, he can be both sweet and bitter after some time - in conclusion, he can blend his colors well if the switch is right.