Mr. President [CHANBAEK]

Prologue

"President Park, are you sure? The man risen up from his seat, looking out the windows of Seoul. "I'm perfectly sure."

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"Baekhyun! Your turn is up!" Baekhyun, a small and petite boy had applied for a job. He was a well known stripper, no one knew who he was or what he really look like. He had always wear a mask, that cover part of his face. His eyes, nose, and lips were shown only. Beautiful hazel eyes covered in thin layer of eyeliner. He was once a happy person, with a loving family, but once they knew what job he has, he was automatically disowned.

All he wanted to do was help out his family but they didn't let him explained. Baekhyun has been working there for four years and he is now 24. With a sigh, Baekhyun got up from his seat, checking himself one more time before heading towards the stage with the other strippers. They were allowed to look but never touch. 

Baekhyun began to move his hips with the music and gave the audience a seductive look, wooing the crowd and make them throw more money. Baekhyun always mailed his money to his parents but they always send the money back, saying the don't need money from a whore. Baekhyun was hurt but nonetheless he send them money anyway. 

A few minutes later a bunch of security guards enter the place and someone was seated in the VIP area. Guards scattered around making sure whoever they were protecting, was safe. Eyes were met afterwards, causing the smaller's breath to hitch. The said man eyes were intense, a glint was shown but nonetheless was unable to be readable. 

Baekhyun kept on dancing but kept his eyes intact with the taller man. Something about him was pulling him in and something about him was hard for him to remove his glances. The taller stood up from his seat and sat closer to where Baekhyun was dancing. A smirk appeared on his face, making the smaller to become flustered and blush. Luckily no one else caught it but them two.

They kept on looking at each other until it was time for Baekhyun to go backstage. Baekhyun look back one more time at the man and then turn to change with a bunch of cash on him. Baekhyun sighed once more, removing all of his makeup, changed into more comfortable clothing, and put the cash he receive in his bag. 

Baekhyun said bye to the others with a small smile and went to head home. On his way home, a black limousine appeared beside him, the door opening. Baekhyun eyes widened, when the taller man from earlier appeared. "Hello young man." The taller had such a deep and stern voice, causing Baekhyun knees to buckle. Baekhyun did a slight bow. "H-hello sir." "Do you know who I am?" Baekhyun contemplated for a second.

When the taller stepped into the street light, Baekhyun eyes widened even more. "Mr-Mr. President! M-my apologies. I-I didn't know." The taller chuckled at how flustered the little one was being. "It's okay, really. Just call me Chanyeol." Baekhyun pursed his lips. "Are you sure? I don't want others to think I'm rude to you." Chanyeol just smiled. "I'm perfectly sure."

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"Why are you a stripper by the way?" Chanyeol asked Baekhyun, as they were in the limo going for a casual ride. Baekhyun was hesitant. "You don't have to tell me if it's too personal, I understand. I don't want you to push it." Baekhyun's heart fluttered at the statement. "Let's just say that my parents need some money but then they disowned me..." Chanyeol frowned at the statement. "No matter what job you have or you chosen, they should support you no matter what." Baekhyun laughed sadly. "Well...it's too late for that..."

"Would you like to work for me? I can help you onto a better path?" Baekhyun eyes widened. "You-you want me to work for you? You don't know me. Why do you want to help me?" Chanyeol just chuckled. "I know you are a good guy Baekhyun. I know you missed your family dearly. So with my proposition, I can help you with a better job and help you settle with your family."

Baekhyun thought about it for awhile. "I-I don't know. Can I think about it?" Chanyeol nod his head. "Of course. I'll drop you off at home. Do you live with anyone?" Baekhyun nodded. "I live with my best friend Lee Hee Rin." Chanyeol raised his left eyebrow. "You live with a girl? Is she your girlfriend?" Baekhyun gave him a disgusted look. "Of course not! She's like a sister to me, that's gross. Plus, she has a boyfriend. They have been dating for three years." 

Chanyeol just nodded. He didn't know why he felt relieved, so he shook his head. Once they arrived at Baekhyun's house, Chanyeol walked Baekhyun up to the door with a few bodyguards behind them. "Here's my card and please let me know when you do. My offer stands anytime." Baekhyun nodded and thanked him. Chanyeol ruffled Baekhyun's hair and bid him goodnight. 

Baekhyun watched Chanyeol leave and began to breathe normally. "So, President Chanyeol huh?" Baekhyun jumped and turned to his best friend. "Rinne, I can explain." Rinnie rolled her eyes and dragged Baekhyun inside. Baekhyun explained everything to her and waited for her reaction. "I mean, I think it's a good idea Baek. I want you to be happy. If you are then I am. I think you should take the deal. Give him a call tomorrow." 

Baekhyun nodded, hugged Rinnie for the advice and bid her goodnight. Baekhyun was going to give Chanyeol a call tomorrow, hoping the man wasn't to too busy. Baekhyun closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, hoping tomorrow would be a better day.

~End of Prologue~

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AHA! You all have been waiting for this update ;) You think Baekhyun should take the deal or remain as a stripper for the rest of his life?