your body

1| how it started

~ guilty - taemin ~

"please, please don't do this!"
jisung begged on his knees, as his parents picked everything that was jisungs and throwing it inside a bag.

"shut up! we won't be living in the same house with some faggot!"
jisungs dad yelled.

jisung flinched.
he hated yelling.
he hated loud sounds.
"please, please don't yell. we can talk about this, please, please forgive me!" he begged.

"get up!" his mom yelled.

jisung flinched, before he slowly got up.
his mom slapped him.
"how dare you ask for forgiveness? the only person you should ask for forgiveness is god! get out of this house and never come back!"
she said and they pushed him out of the door, closing it.

for a second, jisung just stood there, shocked and frozen.

I mean, he expected a bad reaction.
his parents were really religious, so he knew telling them he was gay wouldn't be exactly a good news for them.

but throwing him out?
just for being himself?
it wasn't his fault.

he sat down and hugged his knees, crying loudly.
"please, please let's talk, it's not my fault, please."

he didn't know how much time had passed, before he himself realized that his parents wouldn't budge.
his parents wouldn't let him in.

with no other choice, he started walking away, while the tears stained his face.

he had no idea what he's going to do.
he had no money, so he couldn't even pay for a motel, and finding some job will take him some time.
what will he even eat?

if that wasn't enough, he felt a water drop falling on his head.

it was starting to rain.

jisung broke down, his body giving up and he fell to his knees, hugging them and sobbing uncontrollably.

the rain only got worse and he just sat at the end of a sidewalk, letting the rain soak him.

this wasn't how he imagined he will be spending his Thursday like.

he had no idea what to do.
and what about his school?
how was he going to pay for that?

he just sat there, numb, waiting for someone to run him over with his car somehow.
he didn't know how much time had passed.

suddenly, a car stopped right in front of him.

"hey, kid, are you okay? what are you doing here all alone? what happened?" some stranger said, his voice filled with worry.

jisung didn't lift his head up.

"hey, look at me."
the strangers sweet voice said.

after a while of jisung not reacting, the stranger put his hand under jisungs chin, and he gently lifted his head up, making jisung look at him.

the stranger looked stunned.
this boy was....so pretty.

"your...your face is beautiful."

this was it.
jisung thought.
this is the time I'm getting raped.

"I have a job offer for you."
the stranger suddenly said, without ever removing his hand from hans chin.

"a....job offer?"
jisung looked at him, shocked.

"yeah. you know, I run this business, and I need people with pretty faces and nice bodies. I will give you anything you want, if you will work for me."
the strangers voice was filled with honesty and a little desperation.

"anything...I want?"

"yes, of course. what would you like?"

"a place to stay....and money?"
jisung couldn't believe what he was doing.

"of course, that's the bear minimum I can do."
the stranger gave jisung a sweet smile, his dimples showing.

jisung couldn't help but smile back.
that's how big of a effect had the strangers smile.

"what is your name?"
the stranger asked.

"jisung...han jisung."
jisung said.

the stranger smiled.
"my name is Chan, nice to meet you."

•~•

if you told jisung a week ago that he will be sitting in a strangers car, going somewhere he didn't even know, he would have laughed at you, telling you you're insane.

well, not everything always goes according to plan, right?

jisung was sitting in the passenger seat, wondering if he made a wrong choice.

honestly, it didn't matter.
he offered house and money.
that's all he needed right now.
so fuck it, Chan can be a serial killer if he wanted, at least jisung would die a cool way, and maybe someday someone does a documentary about him.

"where are we going?"
jisung asked, quietly.

Chan smiled.
"don't worry, I won't hurt you. we are going to my work place. we're almost there."
he said.

as he promised, few minutes later, they parked in front a building.

"we're here jisung."
he smiled and got out of his car, jisung following his actions.

he was surprised when he saw...
"a bar?"

Chan nodded.
"yeah."

"why do you...need me tho?"
jisung asked, still really confused.

"this isn't just a bar, sweet sungie."
Chan smiled.
"come inside."

jisung and Chan went inside.
when jisung looked around, it just looked like a normal bar.

"this is just a bar, what do you mean?"
jisung asked

"this is the first floor, jisung. let me show you the second one."
Chan smiled and started walking towards the stairs, jisung following him.

there were several rooms.
"is this a hotel or something?"
jisung asked, totally oblivious.

"not exactly."
Chan said before opening the door of one of the rooms.
and jisungs eyes widened.

the room was filled with red LED lights and a huge bed. jisungs eyes then traveled to a huge stand, that was filled with sex toys of every kind. ropes, vibrators, butt plugs, lubes, condoms,....you name it.

jisungs eyes widened.
"you...you mean that-"

"yes. you won't be working in the bar. you will be working here."
Chan said.
"if you want to, of course."

jisung thought for a while.

I mean, was this a good idea?

this definitely wasn't something that he would have dreamed of, but-

"I will pay you 250 000 won a day."
Chan suddenly said.

"what?!"
jisungs eyes widened.

"yeah, I pay all of the people working here more then I pay to the people in the bar, so, you're in?"
Chan asked.

jisung thought for a while.
"fuck it, yeah, I will work for you."

A/N
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