My Everything

Five

Am I A Good Boy?

Author(s)gwiyeomigangster

Updated Sep 26, 2015

Published Sep 26, 2015

Status [M], Completed, Subscribers-only, Members-only, Trigger Warning

Tags smut x nuest x hybrid x seventeen x jeonghan x scoups x Add Tag

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"Club...Good Boy? " Jeonghan questioned, tilting his head to the side as they walked down the stairs of the apartment building.. He had never heard of such a place. He had been invited to several clubs over the years of being an idol, but he couldn't recall a place where hybrids were allowed. "What kind of place is it?"

SeungCheol stuffed his hands into his pockets as they walked out of the apartment complex and onto the street. What kind of place was good boy? "Heh" the dog scoffed glancing at the idol. "It's someplace a goodie two shoes like you wouldn't step foot in" And he knew Jeonghan would probably want to go home the first five minutes after they got there. It wasn't a place for idols, hell, even the idol's that were hybrids didn't dare show their pretty face's in club Good Boy. Because club Good Boy was first and foremost, a mating ground.

To say that the Husky went to the club often would be an understatement. He went there nearly every day. Of course it wasn't always about getting getting laid, that was just a bonus. It always felt nice to be out of control for once in his life after being controlled non stop.

Jeonghan couldn't help but roll his eyes. "As though you are some kind of thug. Just a few hours ago you were giving a pony ride to a five year old. Yeah I'm real scared" the blond said sarcastically holding his hands up as though he gave in to the fearsome pooch. Jeonghan wasn't sure if he could trust that this club was really that dangerous. If all of the hybrids there were house pets, shouldn't they be well behaved? But of course, if they were well behaved, they wouldn't be sneaking out after curfew to go to a club.

A low growl erupted from the huskies' chest, shooting daggers with his eyes. "Just go home then I don't care. Just don't talk shit." The dog grumbled as they walked a few more blocks in silence until they reached a loading platform down a dark alley. Well of course with Scoops night vision being quite good, he could clearly push in the passcode on the door. "Get on" he called, grabbing the blondes hand to pull him on as the platform began to slip down under the quiet city streets.

Jeonghan gave out a small yelp being pulled onto the moving floor, clinging tightly to the dogs arm, squeezing his eyes shut. How could that hybrid see so well in the dark? Maybe he should have just gone home when Scoops had said to.

Beginning to hear the loud thumping of music, and flashing colored lights, the idol opened his eyes, jaw dropping slightly in awe of what he was seeing. Calling the dance floor huge was an understatement. It was almost the size of a football field, filled to the edges with hybrids dancing, mating, and just having a good time. He could only name a few of the different breeds of hybrids that he could see as the platform continued to slowly move down. There were parakeets, hamsters, chihuahuas, and even horses! The blonde had never seen so many pets in one place, at one time!

"Watch your step." Seungcheol called out over the music as the floor came to a lurching stop, the husky led the human onto the concrete floor. "Stay close, I won't be able to hold your hand the entire time." The pet continued beginning to make his way into the crowd of dancing animals on his way to the bar.

Jeong tried his best to keep up with his pet, nudging through crowd, he couldn't help but feel eyes on him. Looking around for a moment at some of the unique breeds of animals that were wandering around him, he found himself having lost sight of SeungCheol. "Shit..." he cussed looking around but without his pet having blonde hair, it was hard to find him in the flashing lights. Trying to push his way through the crowd, the idol felt himself being pulled back by the hips until his back was pressed up against something, or someone, that was solid.