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I hope you all like my new cover theme

Y'all might have noticed,, I didn't give you an answer to the question Hoseok asked Kook 👀

But since I'm here~ let's do a q&a while I'm at it, bc I haven't had one for this yet

ASK HERE:

JUNGKOOK

TAEHYUNG

JIMIN

NAMJOON

HOSEOK

SEOKJIN

JUNGKOOKS MOTHER

AUTHOR(moi)

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Hoseok laid in bed. He hadn't known how to answer Jungkook.

"But, Jungkook..Is it just lust, or do you actually like me?"

"It's a little of both. Originally, it was lust, I'm not going to lie. Who doesn't start like that, honestly? But after spending more time with you, I'm still obviously sexually attracted to you. Even though, I'm not sure I love you yet. I love spending time with you, and I like you a lot. So much. And when I see you with other guys, it makes me so mad. I'm not sure why, since it is your job. I really like you. I just can't..."

"You can't what?"

"I can't function when I know some other mans hands are on you. What I want. The man that I want to be beside me. It makes me so mad."

Turning onto his side, he sighed. How was one supposed to answer that.

He liked Jungkook, that much was obvious.

But Hoseok got this job because he needed money. He couldn't just.. date someone while being a stripper, especially being as popular as he is. To much distrust and tension. It would never work out. He couldn't quit either. Sure, he had a minor in Literature, but it was just a minor.

He didn't know what to do.

—

The next day, at work, Hoseok was wearing short black spandex and no shirt. Jimin was no where to be seen.

He had decided on this today, instead of a pair of panties. They made his ass look fantastic.

Although, he was concerned, since Jimin was going to be on soon, and he wasn't here.

Hoseok stood in front of the mirror, covering up the leftover bruises. He could feel the gaze of his boss from across the room. It was distracting.

They hadn't spoken since yesterday. Jimin told him he should talk to Jungkook, but he wanted to think first. Why did he have to be working in the sex business of all things?

Chaerin just got offstage, and Mark did his last stretches before sauntering onstage.

Hoshi looked nervous. He kept flittering about Jungkook, talking.

"Oh god- I'm here! I'm here!!" Came the higher voice of Jimin's Seoul satoori.

Hoseok turned to the shorter boy, almost relieved.

"Jesus, Chim! What took you so- oh my god! What happened to you?"

Jimin had an obvious limp, and hickies all over his neck, and on his wrists.

"Don't worry! Only a couple hickies are from Jaebum. The rest is from Jin-hyung. I'm fine, though my ass hurts."

"Will you be able to perform?" Came Hoshi's slightly nervous tone.

"Yea, I'm fine. Except- Hobi-hyung? Can you cover up the bruises on my wrists for me?"

"Of course. Come here, there isn't much time."

While Hoseok covered up his bruises, Jimin did some basic stretching.

"Why not your hickies?" Hoseok asked.

"Dude, I get so many more tips if I have hickies."

"You literally have a sugar daddy and this is- yknow what, never mind."

—

"J-Hope of group one will be bidded with Byun Baekhyun." Jinyoung's voice sounded through the building. "Every bidder from group one, please go meet Taehyung by the private rooms for payment and contracts."

Jungkook frowned. Why did that name sound familiar?

"Guys, does that name sound familiar? Byun Baekhyun?"

Yoongi frowned a little, "I guess so. But why though? I don't know anyone with that name."

"I'm not sure... I'll look him up later maybe."

—

"J-Hope, hm? You've gotten quite popular in the short time you've been here, yes?"

Looking the older man in the eyes, Hoseok nodded silently. He didn't feel safe. The man hadn't done anything to make him not feel safe, but he didn't like the vibes.

"When I ask you a question, you answer me!" Came the mans voice, now angrier.

As soon as his voice raised, Hoseok flinched, which only seemed to anger the man more. He lifted an arm, grabbing Hoseok's hair, and yanking him so he was on his knees.

'Oh god.. please don't let me die..'

—

"Ah! Jin-hyung! You're finally here!" Jungkook said with a smile.

"Sorry I had to wait around to bid Jimin. What's up over here tonight?"

"There's a guy who bid Hoseok. His name sounds familiar." Namjoon offered to the eldest man.

"Hm? What's the name?"

"Byun Baekhyun."

Jin's face drained of color, and his expression turned steely.

"Jeongguk. We need to get Hoseok out of that session now."

"Why-"

"That's the man who breached contract with Jimin!"