forget · showhyuk

kdo si?

hyunwoo walked the empty street that was starting to fog up, the smell of sex, cigarettes and tears lingering in the air.

stopping at the entrance of a flashy club with pink and purple neon lights, he took out his wallet, flashing the built male before him 20 bucks so he would let him in.

opening the door for himself, he looked around, so astonished by the lights that he nearly forgot it was a strip club and not a lightshow he was attending.

he scoffed as a girl dancer swayed her hips so much, she nearly knocked him to the hard floor.

picking himself up, he cursed and saw the club consisted of only female dancers. shaking his head, he went to the exit and tried asking for his money back, but failed.

he continued walking down the dark street, dimly lit by cheap street lamps. he wasn't scared to be alone at this hour, the boy was pretty muscular, even though he might have had a pretty face.

he kept walking with his head down as he suddenly bumped into a pretty tall person, taller than him, since they were wearing heels. he slowly looked up, unknowingly scanning the person from toe to head, his eyes slowly trailing over the... guy's silky white dress/night gown.

although he wore female clothing, his body was extremely attractive to hyunwoo, his eyes travelled up to his collarbones and plump pink lips, up to his dark red hair and lastly to his wide eyes, looking at him as if in awe.

hyunwoo instinctively pulled the seemingly younger male closer, as a car was about to hit him, and they ended up falling on one another, the older being on top.

he quickly dusted himself off and started to get up, as the male pulled him back down, stroking his hair and whispering into his ear "What's a pretty boy like you doing here, alone, in the streets? there's lots of people trying to hurt you out there, you know.".

as the boy said it, he moved his index finger down the other's lips, jawline, then his collarbone and his muscular arms, drawing small circles into his skin.

hyunwoo's breath hitched in his throat as he felt the prostitute's soft yet freezing cold finger tips on his skin. he tried locking eyes with him, but the boy was too entertained by the male's muscular body.

"who are you?" he quietly asked.

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i have like 4 ongoing books wow

and also like 10 drafts