PG-13 [Angst]
{AU}
Aimee reassures herself that everything's for Taemin. Because it is.
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Aimee adjusts the hem of her too-short dress before she walks into her and Taemin's shared apartment, still smelling of sex and leather. Careful not to wake him as she creeps into the bathroom, Aimee turns on the shower and undresses as the water warms up.
The water is burning hot, but Aimee doesn't care. It provides relief for her aching body anyway. Slipping into an oversized, thin white t-shirt and worn-out sweatpants, she slides onto the creaking bed beside Taemin.
"Hey," he says sleepily. "How was your night shift?"
Aimee feels a pang in her stomach, reminding her of what she has to do to pay for Taemin's hopes and dreams: selling her body. "It was fine."
"Good." Taemin smiles sleepily and snuggles closer to Aimee, only making her feel worse for lying.
