All For You

🥀 chapter 4 🥀

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italics means it's a flashback!!

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And I know that she's capable of anything, it's riveting
But when you wake up she's always gone, gone, gone

Mark took the cash that was left for him on the bed night stand.

He put back on his clothes and quickly left a note to his customer.

Hope you had fun last night!Thanks for the money!

-xx M

Mark slowly opened the door and gently shut it.

He smiled, happy that he earned $320 for just a quick fuck, and walked back home in a good mood.

In the night she hears him calling
In the night she's dancing to relieve the pain

"Mark! I have something to tell you," Jinyoung said while pulling him away from the table he was cleaning.

"What's up?" Mark asked as he placed his rag on the bar counter.

"I'm quitting," Jinyoung revealed.

Mark quickly sat down before he could fall on to the floor in shock.

"What? What do you mean you're quitting?" Mark asked sadly.

"I found an actual job!" Jinyoung exclaimed happily.

"B-But this is an actual job!" Mark replied.

Jinyoung frowned, "Mark, I can't be a stripper my whole life, and you can't be too."

"Bu-but now, who's going to perform on the stage now?" Mark questioned, still in shock that his only friend is quitting his job.

"Good news for you Mark! You don't have to take risks of having STD anymore, you get to perform on the stage now!" Jinyoung yelled.

In the night when she comes crawling
Dollar bills and tears keep falling down her face
She'll never walk away (I don't think you understand

It was Mark's third time on stage, and he was planning to make it a great performance. His other two had gone well, but today, he wanted to make his boss proud and also get extra pay.

He put on his outfit for the performance, which was a revealing outfit that consists of some black booty shorts, thigh high boots, some cat ears, and a choker that looked like a leash.

(A/N: OoPS I JUST NOTICED I BASICALLY DESCRIBED AN OUTFIT, ARIANA GRANDE WOULD WEAR LMAO)

Mark took in three huge breaths before coming out on to the stage.

Jackson saw the lights turn off, the room getting darker than it already was before.

It was his best friend's 23rd birthday, and for his present, he wanted Jackson to go to a gay strip club with him.

His friend started cheering loudly, as they heard loud footsteps run to the middle of the stage.

Suddenly, the spotlight turned on, pointing to the middle of the stage.

Jackson's mouth slightly opened as he saw the most beautiful person he saw up on the stage.

He was in awe.

The man had the best innocent/sexy smile ever, gorgeous white, silky skin, and a body to die for.

Then, the music started playing as the guy started dancing.

He mouthed the lyrics of the song as he danced slowly and sinfully to the music. He gave the crowd a small smile, feigning innocence before quickly dropping to the floor and thrusting up into the air to the beats of the song.

Jackson noticed that the guy was having fun and he wished that he was just up on stage with him.

As the music transitioned into a faster beat, the man kicked his feet up quickly to stand up.

His hips started swaying faster and faster, as the rhythm got even more exciting.

He turned around and started to shake his ass to the beat, making Jackson's mouth dry, as the crowd wolf-whistled.

The man turned back around, flashed the audience an award-winning smile and bowed as the song ended.

Loud cheers erupted from the crowd.

Jackson looked around, noticing some of the obvious hard-ons the men had.

He looked back on stage and locked eyes with the stripper.

The stripper smirked and winked at Jackson, before turning around and leaving the stage.

He quickly excused himself to the bathroom after that.

I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand
I don't think you understand

Mark laid his head on Jackson's naked chest, tracing his abs.

He kissed Jackson's slightly tanned chest and sighed in deeply.

"What's wrong baby?" Jackson asked him softly while playing with his hair.

"How much are you paying me?"

Jackson looked at him confusingly, "What do you mean."

"Didn't you just take me out on dates to get into my pants," Mark asked sadly.

Jackson pulled Mark's chin up to make Mark look at him.

Mark avoided his eyes.

"Mark look at me," Jackson commanded.

Mark met Jackson's eyes with his teary ones.

"Read my lips," Jackson told him.

Mark directed his gaze to Jackson's lips.

"I love you," Jackson mouthed then proceeded to give Mark a gigantic smile.

A tear came out of Mark's eye.

"I love you, Jackson."

After those words were exchanged, the two proceeded to not have sex, but to make love this time.