𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 | 𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑛

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🖤🌑☂️☾✧☽☂️🌑🖤

- 𝕋𝕎𝕆 -

𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖

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despite how dark it was, san could see clearly- bright neon, uv, and glow in the dark lights reflecting in the club. it wasn't super crowded- the club would close quite soon, it was reaching 4 am, and they tended to close up at 5. there were people on the dance floor, grinding against one another to the music, to the people on stage- the boys on stage. and one specifically caught sans attention, the one he'd been avoiding: hongjoong. thankfully it seemed that the older didn't notice him yet, so san quickly padded his way to the bar, eyes scanning and scanning for hoseok, who was nowhere to be found. but he did see two other people who brought a smile to his face, sitting himself at the bar before clearing his throat. both boys looked up from what they were doing, smiling and moving over in front of him-

"cherry~ it's been a bit hasnt it?" changkyun smiled, instantly starting to make a lemonade for san- without the boy even asking for it.

"you had us worried, y'know?" jooheon frowned, then leaning over the bar to ruffle sans hair a bit with a scoff.

"hi guys, and i know. i'm sorry- i just, i was busy." the two only nodded, humming- knowing that it wasn't there place to pry and pick out at sans obvious lies. that was hongjoongs job, and they knew the act would come soon, so instead changkyun continued to make the lemonade for san, and jooheon worked at grabbing a desert from the back for the boy. while jooheon was gone, san turned to changkyun, "hey kyunnie? how's honey?" san always loved changkyun and kihyuns relationship. it was cute to see how flustered changkyun became over the older, and how whenever he was mentioned his eyes would flicker to the golden ring wrapped around his finger. he thought the two were perfect for one another, much like minhyuk and hyunwoo- and hoped he'd have a relationship like there's one day. san only wanted to be loved, to be adored and to adore someone the same.

but nobody would date a whore.

"o-oh hes well, missed you lots- uhm he's performing now, so you can talk to him a little later okay?" san nodded contently, looking behind him to see that the brown hair was indeed on stage, along with hongjoong, hyungwon, and minhyuk. the lot of them were strippers, they performed flawlessly on stage, doing their routines for everyone to see. san wished he could be like them, he'd rather dance for money, even if it was stripping- instead of selling his body for it. but the club didn't allow minors to work there for obvious reasons, and even if you were a stripper you still had to do all the private shows and such. he wished he was as pretty as them, as delicate and erotic as them- he wanted to be able to dance the way they could- wear the cool makeup and get the nice hair styles. but he knew the job wasn't easy, and was filled with dealing with gross people who didn't want to listen to club rules- but they had bodyguards and security for that- private shows were exactly that, shows. and if someone tried to take it any further without the dancers consent they be kicked out immediately- san didn't have any security, didn't have anyone to remove those people who didn't listen. he only had his voice, his scream- and even that wasn't loud enough to stop those men, to stop his father.

he pushed the thought away- the memories, and he focused again on his friends. my god, san would take being a stripper any day, which is why he couldn't wait till his 18th birthday.

maybe then he could fully get his life on track.

"and wonho? where is he, i wanna see him." san couldn't keep the question to himself anymore. if he missed anyone as much as he missed hongjoong, it was hoseok. the two were extremely close, and san hated being away from him for so long. hoseok was the one who saved him all those years ago, the one who brought them to the club and was able to get hongjoong a job when he was old enough. of course hongjoong was forever and always san best friend, his closest too- and hoseok could never take that away from hongjoong, but that didn't mean he wasn't special too. san had always seen him as somewhat of a father figure, more so as someone who actually cared for him, as a guardian of such. he looked up to hoseok for his age and wisdom and everything he had done for the teen. you see, overtime- san developed feelings for him, little butterflies erupted in his stomach whenever he hugged him- and when they cuddled he couldn't brush away his smile.

but hoseok was an adult. he was 28. it was wrong, and san knew that. so he never ever acted on these emotions, only took what he could get, a few hugs, maybe a kiss on the forehead. and even more so hoseok only saw san as a friend, as a little brother or child he had to protect.

san knew this. he knew because hoseok was madly in love with his fiancé, hyungwon. and san loved hyungwon to death, he would never do anything to break the two apart so he hated himself for feeling the way he felt about hoseok.

"he's in the back room, you can go ahead and see him now if you want, i'll tell jooheon to hold up on the desert." san bit his lip to hide his smile, nodding his head and getting up from the bar, after taking a long sip of the lemonade. when he started walking off, he noticed changkyun speaking to jooheon, his hands firmly over his waist, lips close to his ear- they looked rather intimate with the blush over jooheons face and all. but san wasn't surprised about this, nobody was- it seemed that kihyun and changkyun were just as infatuated with jooheon as they were with one another. san didn't question the threes actions or feelings, it wasn't his place and as long as they were happy then so was he. besides- they'd tell him one day.

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hi i have two more midterms to take and then im done for semester one and

AH KAI JUST STARTED PLAYING

RIDE OR DIE BABY MY SKOPNCQASOUNDALSFNADSBFEDFB;AW FD FASHFSDFVDSKBFLADNSLFNDSAVN

okay anyways i have to take one of my midterms in t-minus 3 hours and i'm scared :$

k bye

~lox~

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