It's Our Secret Angel~

My Baby, Explain It~

Hoseok moved closer to the booming building. He could already feel the thundering beat throughout his body, even though he was still a few metres away. The previous hesitation was still present as he moved closer to the nightclub.

Before he could change his mind and turn back a hand quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the side of the building. He almost jumped out of surprise and went to fight off this strange person, but when he came face to face with that smirking face he just smiled instead.

"You scared me." He confessed.

"Good, that's what I was trying to do." The smirk on his face only managed to grow with pride. It made Hoseok even more against the idea of being here.

"Speaking of which, why did do you scare me like that?"

"Because I need you to come through the side door to get changed. You are not going in there looking like that. I bet you've been wearing those clothes for the past week!" He yelled at end. Not just because of the loud surroundings, but for emphasis.

Hoseok just followed along as his best friend began dragging him through the somehow quieter part of the building. There weren't too many rooms, but when he moved past some he could see glimpses of people. They all seemed to be the dancers for the club going by the clothing they had on. Or more, the lack of clothing they had on.

"Just through here." Was the only thing properly audible to Hoseok.

The room itself was nothing special. It was plain white with only clothing hanging from racks. Most of the clothing in question were made of barely any material, making Hoseok slightly nervous. He wasn't going to be forced into something such as that was he?

"Don't worry. I have jeans and shirt here." He moved back over to Hoseok with the same smirk covering his fair face. He must have figured that Hoseok was a little worried since he had frozen while staring at the costuming for the dancers.

After a quick nod Hoseok was left alone in the room to change. The light was slightly dim, but it was still enough to make out the details of what he was about to put on. The black denim jeans looked quite thin, which partly worried him. He hadn't worn something so skinny as this for a long time. The accompanying shirt was a basic grey and too looked like it was going to be a squeeze.

Hoseok quickly looked at himself in the long mirror that stood in the corner of the room, and gave a check on how he looked. He was right. The shirt was tightly hugging his chest and the jeans were basically glued to his skin.

"What have I gotten myself into..."

Before he could think of some way to escape from the situation his best friend was back and started dragging him once more. This time though, it was towards the booming sound, making Hoseok sweat slightly from his nervousness.

"Don't worry, you look good. If you weren't like my brother I'm sure I'd hit that." With a sly wink and a hit to Hoseok's ass he began laughing. The comment only made Hoseok more worried for himself.

"Let's go!" The burst through the doors containing the sound, and even the air seemed to change. It smelt like sweat and alcohol.

"I don't know..." Hoseok tried to say before being cut off.

"Hurry up the next performance is just about to begin." He was instead pushed forward into the crowd of people, and slithered through them to get close to the front. When he went to turn back and complain his best friend was already gone, and he was left alone just as the announcement began.

He couldn't really make out what the lady was saying, but he knew he should be a little worried. The bodies of sweat moved closer and the cheers grew louder as she finished a new song came on leaving everyone's eyes on the currently empty stage.