Broken Dancer // Woosan

Suffering

"Are you just not gonna care as much because your professor isn't here? Is that it?" Yeosang teased, carefully putting eyeshadow on as he watched himself in the vanity.

"Glitter is expensive. I need to save." Wooyoung shrugged.

"You owe me, by the way." Hongjoong interjected with an unlit cigarette between his teeth.

"You didn't help me in the slightest."

"Huh?" Yeosang was confused by their conversation.

"He got a boner in class and asked for pics."

"That's not what happened!" Wooyoung gasped. "I started thinking about San, I got a boner, then I texted Hongjoong as a distraction, he told me he put Seonghwa in a similar situation so I asked him to send me that because I'm not into fem guys."

"For the last time," Hongjoong groaned, "I'm not fem."

"You're not?" Yeosang was confused once again.

"I'm just short, okay?" He whined. "Plus, Seonghwa is the submissive one here."

"You're lying." Wooyoung couldn't believe it.

"You've known me for so long, why do you always do this?"

"Because it's fun to piss you off." He laughed.

"I'm taking half your tips tonight just for that."

"I'll rip your face off."

"Teacher fucker."

"Bottom."

"I am not!"

"Whatever floats your boat."

It was slow for a Monday night, although that was expected. There was still a line out the door to get into the hottest gay club in Seoul, so at least the crew knew they'd get the money to cover a bill or two.

Wanting some extra cash, Jet waved Nova over with the slight movement of his finger. They were about to put on a show for everyone to see.

Nova joined his partner on the left stage, then slid his hands down his waist and went on his knees. Drunk men began to whistle and howl as they threw their money at the duo.

"Are you pretending I'm your professor?" Nova asked.

"If I were to do that, then it would be me on my knees."

"Care to switch?"

Right as Jet was about to agree, a drunken man hopped on the stage with them and pulled Nova by the leg.

"Hey!" Jet shouted, then pushed the guy to the ground. Luckily, Jongho showed up a moment later and dragged him out. "Come on." He took Nova's hand and led him to Hongjoong. "Did you see that?"

"Tell Phoenix and Flower to go on the main stages. They're both in the back right now. I don't know what's with this crowd tonight. We may need to call it early. Nova, you okay?" Hongjoong was too busy bartending to take matters into his own hands. Chan doesn't work on Monday's so the boss was swamped.

"I'm okay." The green haired man nodded.

Jet dragged him into the back room so they could both take a second to breathe.

"What's going on?" Felix, otherwise known as Phoenix asked.

"Hongjoong wants you both on the main stage." Jet avoided the question entirely, only caring about his friend. "Why are you back there?"

"Some asshole threw a wallet at my eye." Hyunjin, aka Flower, groaned as he held a bag of ice to his face.

"Well, now's your time to shine. Suck it up and get out there."