Seventeen Ships Oneshots | main ships [bxb]

Served [Seoksoo]

Cross-dressing and entire smut.

Jisoo was all dressed up in a maid's attire. He was holding a tray with empty glasses. His ribbon jingled as he walked through the crowd of people. He went to the drinking establishment.

He gave the tray to the bartender and stood there. He leaned against the wall and groaned.

His phone rang. Jisoo looked at the caller id and answered, "Jeonghan, you better have a goddamn reason why I'm filling in for your friend." Jisoo yell-whispered through the phone.

"I have a very valid reason. It's because-" The call beeped. Jisoo scoffed and put his phone back.

He examined the crowd. He hummed random rhythms that came inside his head. He felt like someone was staring at him. He looked around, and his eyes met with a deadly stare. Shivers ran down his body, and he gulped. Sweat dripped off his face.

Everything suddenly felt hot. The sharp gaze of the elegant man never left.

Jisoo tried to ignore it. He let out a huff. The bartender poked him, which caused him to flinch as he turned around.

"Server this to room H13." The bartender commanded. Jisoo nodded and took the Ole Smoky Blue flame whiskey tray and two glasses.

Isn't room H13 the most premium room available here? Jisoo thought. It must be someone hella rich. He walked between the crowds, making sure the drink didn't fall. He knocked on the door. A bodyguard opened it.

As Jisoo entered, he glanced up at the customer on the couch. His lips turned pale. His eyes widened. He was once again met with the deadly stare he saw back there.

He bowed and placed the items on the tray on the table. His hands trembled to do so.

Jisoo bowed again after finishing and walked away. He stopped in his tracks when the bodyguard blocked the door with the sound of a snap.

Jisoo cursed under his breath and turned to the guy on the couch.

He knew he was dead.

Jisoo watched the guy signal his bodyguards to leave. Then, the guy commanded Jisoo to come forward. He obeyed and stood in front of the guy.

The guy's eye fucked him from head to toe. He licked his lips. Jisoo watched his eye movements. He studied the guy. Black hair, kissable lips, long slim fingers, messed up hair, and sexy eyes.

The black-haired guy grabbed Jisoo's wrist and pulled him onto his lap. The tray fell to the ground. Jisoo gasped. He was taken aback. He tried to get out of the muscular guy's grip.

"Don't even think about escaping, Shua." He pulled Jisoo's wrist, moving his body closer to his. Jisoo's hands automatically placed on the familiar guy's chest.

"Seokmin..." Jisoo spoke softly. Seokmin turned his face to look away and took a deep breath then turned back to Jisoo.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Did I have to get a call from my friend saying you were dressed up like whore in a club?" Seokmin hissed and let go of Jisoo's wrist. His hands engulfed Jisoo's waist. His grip is tight.

"I was filling in for Jeonghan's f-friend..." Jisoo stuttered. Seokmin nodded and stared at Jisoo's body. Jisoo felt Seokmin's bulge poking his butt.

"Do I have to remind you, you're my whore?" Seokmin hummed and leaned on Jisoo's neck. He traced the elder's neck with his sharp nose.

Jisoo quivered as his hands went up, wrapping them around the younger's neck.

Seokmin kissed the other's neck. The kisses trailing up to the jaw. Joshua damped a moan. Seokmin halted at the lips. He looked down at Jisoo's outfit and smirked.