TW: Beginning of SA (but it's soon stopped), also (slight spoiler) but never been to a strip club so sorry if it's not accurate.
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Jisungs eyes flickered open, the slightly lit ceiling coming into view. He layed there for a moment, enjoying the silence and calmness.
Then he remembered.
The fact someone broke into his house.
Oh, and that he was going insane.
The boy shot up from bed, reaching over and opening the draw to pull out the note. Once he did, he looked at it, confirming it wasn't a dream.
How had he gone all of yesterday thinking that night was a dream when the words are right here?
Nice try sweetheart.
A loud knock at the door brought him out of his trance. Eun entered as he hurriedly hid the note under the covers.
"We have a new mission today, it's very important and you're playing a big role. Come to the dining table and I'll brief you about it." Jisung nodded in response, getting up and hiding the note again as soon as he leaves.
The boy quickly puts on jeans and a jumper, heading out to the dining area and getting surprised when Jae is also sitting there.
"What's your brother doing here?" He asks, pulling out a chair and sitting across from them.
"I'm helping." He answers as Eun slides across an iPad.
"These two brothers Insu and Sujin were convicted of rape and sentenced to jail a few years ago but recently got out." Jisung gulped, knowing where this is going.
"He has been seen frequently entering a strip club in the area. A few times he has taken one of the dancers and cornered them. One even reported being drugged, only remembering being taken to a room before waking up hours later." Eun finished as the younger skimmed the information he was given.
"Tonight, you're going to dress up as stripper and lure him in, then we'll capture him. Easy." Jae added, making the boy even more nervous.
"And what if I don't want to do it?" He asks them, sliding the iPad back.
"You don't have a choice, unless you want many more people to go through that type of traumatic experience?" He was guilt tripping, and it was working.
Jisung didn't want people to go through something like that, but what if he did?
"But...what if it happens to me?" He wandered nervously.
"It won't, because we will be keeping a close eye on you, got it?" Eun said, the younger nodding in response.
"Dismissed, make sure your here at 8 so that I can give you your outfit and we can go." The two brothers left, but Jisung stayed, mind clouded with worry. He eventually got up, having a shower and lying in bed for the rest of the day.
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8:00
Jisung walked to the kitchen where Eun was holding a bag, holding it out when he noticed the boy.
"Here, put these under the clothes you have on now." The younger took the bag and headed to the bathroom. He pulled out the items, gasping at them.
The top was a black leathery crop top with a giant heart cut out of it that basically covered nothing and the bottoms were the same material but were low-rise, very short shorts. To match the outfit were a pair of, luckily not to high, black heels.
He popped his head out of the room,
"Eun, do I have to wear this? Do you have something else?" He asked him.
"Nope." Was all the reply he got so he went back into the bathroom.
He quickly put the clothes on, feeling so naked in them. They were horrible and he hated how they felt on his body. He quickly put the jeans and jumper back over them and left, being led by Eun to the car.
As the drive started, he realized something.
"I don't know how to pole dance. I'm going to look stupid." He stated.
"You were going to look stupid whether you knew how to pole dance or not. But it doesn't matter, your job is to make the brothers want you." He laughed as the boy looked away.
They soon pulled up at the bustling building and entered. The place was full of tables with old and young men sitting around them. There were drinks on the tables as the men either talked to each other or watch the dancers.
Both men and woman strippers graced the tables, some even soon guiding people to some back rooms. Jisung shivered and looked away, noticing his boyfriend talking to an old man, presumably the owner.
He was soon led to another room by Jae.
"Get changed and come out. The table next to ours is the one you want; you should be able to recognize him." The boy nodded as he left and took off his outer layer. He changed his shoes to the heels as well. There was a small mirror that he looked into, mentally preparing himself to do this.
Jisung left the room, walking to the table while trying not to stumble. He got on, holding the pole and seeing the men around him all look at his body, practically drooling. On a table nearby, the two brothers were already mesmerized by another dancer.
I hope you know what you're doing.
He started to move around the pole, bending like how he saw the others do it. Shouts could be heard from below and money was thrown at his feet. He squats down right in front of the two they were after and picked up some money, rising slowly to the position he was in before.
He did similar things around the table to pick up the money until he saw the other strippers leaving their table's. Knowing time was up, he also left, heading back to the changing room.
When he was nearing the door, someone grabbed his shoulder and spun him around, pinning him to the wall.
"How much?" Sujin stood Infront of him, uncomfortably close.
"I'm sorry, I don't do that, just a dancer." He answered, feigning calmness when inside he was terrified. He glanced over the guy's shoulder, seeing his boyfriend chatting happily to his brother. The old man tutted at him.
"Too bad." Someone beside him grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side. He was soon dragged into an unknown room.
He felt he was being pushed up against another wall and lips attached themselves to his neck. He let out a yell for help, but a hand clamped over his mouth. A pair of hands were moving down his chest and stomach as he tried to yell again.
In a moment of panic he bit the man's hand, causing him to jump off and, now free, pushed the other guy away. He was disoriented in this dark room but could see a door in the corner.
He started to run, yelling for help.
"SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!" Before he could make it, he was grabbed and punched hard across the face, making him stumble back. He was soon pressed against the wall again. Someone slightly to his side was kissing his neck and shoulder, biting down hard enough to draw blood each time he did but used a hand to muffle the boy.
Rough hands were also making their way from his chest to his thighs while other kisses and bites were being left over his stomach.
Tears spilled over his eyes, blurring his vision completely. He tried to focus on other things, good things, things that made him happy.
But all he could think about was that his boyfriend had left him alone. He wasn't watching him as he said he was going to. He had forgotten about him.
Through the blurriness in his eyes, he could see the door open quietly and a figure enter.
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A/N bro I hated writing this chapter so much, but it gets better. I'll probably update later today.
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