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Seungri X Depressed!(Lost)Reader

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Seungri X Depressed!(Lost)Reader

The request was for a male reader, but I made it vague, so it can be either.

This has gone on for ages. I can't even remember when was the last time I smiled. This 'job' is going to be the death of me. Then again, I would probably welcome that. I have worked as....well...there is no other way of putting it. I am a prostitute. How did I end up like this? Well, about 2 years ago I came to America to start a new life. God, I was so naive back then. I grew up in an orphanage and I have always wanted out. I have always really loved playing the piano, so I thought I could make it big in America. So I sold everything I had and bought a ticket to America. But no one wanted to hire me because of my unusual looks. I have less pigments in my body than most people, so my eyes are a piercing blue color and my hair and skin are white. Albinism.
I took some loans from the wrong people. Only now I do realize that I basically just sold my soul. Until I can pay back my debt, I am forced to do this disgusting job. I can't stand this for much longer. The only thing still holding me up in this world is that I am allowed to play the piano when I am free. But I can't stand this for much longer. These fat, pompous bastards that come here behind there wives backs or the rich bitches that come here, acting like the center of the universe, because there husbands are just for show.
Speak of the devil.
A couple of men just came in. They are a little drunk. At least one of them is handsome. I will not have to stop myself from throwing up this time. They seem so arrogant I can't even stand looking at them. They are talking to our 'organizer' and he motions for us to stand in a row for them to choose. The short, ugly little businessman started making his way over to me, but the handsome young man quickly pulled me over to his side. For a second I see a gently look in his eyes, but quickly returns to his arrogant facade.
He quickly pays the money and drags you into one of the rooms. You expected this to be a very rough night, but just as he locks the soundproof room, he turns around and gently hugs you. His arrogance is gone and replaced by a kind and soft demeanor. You don't know why, but the sudden gentleness of this stranger causes you to tear up and cling to him. He strokes your head and leaves light kisses in your hair. You don't feel strong enough to speak, but you need to know why he was being so nice to you. It was a first for you and you are feeling terrified for some reason. You were afraid that you would let your guard down once again and be tricked into something. You look up into his eyes and you don't see hunger or lust in his eyes, instead, he is looking at you with a kind smile.
"I have wanted to do this for some time."
"W-What are y-you talking about?"
"To be honest, I saw you playing the piano a few months ago and it was love at first sight. I could understand so much about you though the way you played your music and I wanted to talk to you so badly. I could tell how much you were suffering and I wanted to help, but you left before I could talk to you. I was looking everywhere for you, but it took me a while to find you. I want to take you with me."
You stand there in shock and his confession causes you to blush, a soft expression on your face, but it turns into a look of pain and you cast your eyes down.
"You shouldn't. I want to get out of here more than anything, but I am not good for you. I can see that you are a good person that deserves a sweet person without a past like mine, that will be able to give you true happiness. I think-"
"-But I want to take you with me. Please? Your past does not matter to me. I feel a strong connection with you and I want to take you out of this hellhole. Will you accept my help?"
He kneels down in front of you and gently takes your hands. He lightly kisses the bruises that were all over your skin and locks his gaze with yours. The question lingers in the air and you can't control yourself. You throw your arms around the kind strangers neck, sobbing into his shirt. He sits down on the ground, leaning on the wall, and pulls you closer so that you are now sitting on his lap. You don't feel repulsed like you usually did, instead, you felt comforted and cared for. You slowly nod your head and his grip on your waist tightens. He stands up, lifting you up with him and kisses you gently on your forehead.
"Please calm down, (Name). We are leaving now. Wait here."
He leaves you on your own and at that moment you feel so vulnerable. You haven't felt this way in a long time and you couldn't wait till he returned. The door opens once again and you quickly sit up, waiting to be embraced by his strong arms again, but you see the other businessman standing in the doorway with a perverted grin on his face. He stumbles towards you and reaches out to grab you. With the vulnerable state you are in you aren't really for this yet, so tears start to stream down your cheeks, but it only makes the fat bastard happy.
Before he can touch you, a familiar pair of arms pull you away. This is the second time he has saved you from that man. He growled in a low voice:
"You touch (Name) again and you will face the consequences."
He gently pulls you out of the room and out of the building, guiding you to a car. He motions for you to sit in the front seat. Once in the car you notice a bag with your stuff. He was taking you away from there. Tears once again were dripping down your cheeks. He reaches out and holds your hand, massaging your knuckles with his thumb.
"Don't cry, (Name). I payed off everything you owed them. You are free now. I will take you to my house. You will be living with me for now. If you want to leave, you can do so whenever you like, but I hope that you won't want to leave..."
You look up at him and smile, giving his hand a squeeze.
"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Seungri."
"Nice to meet you, Seungri. I will try my best to repay you."
"You can repay me by agreeing to go on a date with me tomorrow."
"I would love to."
He turns back to the road and you look out the window, looking up at the sky with a smile.
Seungri....The name of my savior.