I'll Give the World for You

please

Yoongi looked at his watch, then clicked his tongue. It has been 18 minutes since he has waited in this place. He growled, knowing that this place is giving him a very bad service, though he has paid too much for this. Not that he didn't want to spend lots of money, hell, he has lots of money, he can even buy this whole strip club if he wanted to. But, Yoongi just wanted a satisfying show to relieve his stress after a day full of hard work, although he has to wait this long.

The black haired man looked at his rolex watch again, feeling bored as he was sitting on the bed, doing nothing (well maybe just took off his suit and loosened his tie). He was ready to get up and screw that performance he was wanting to see, until he heard the door opened.

There, he saw the most beautiful boy he had ever met. The pink haired boy was wearing his tight white button-up in a hurry, with disheveled hair and a very cute tired face. Thus, Yoongi, the man who hates waiting so much, changed his mind.

The boy finally looked at his face after he had finished buttoning up his shirt. He played with his hands, looking ashamed, "I'm sorry I'm late," he muttered while looking at the floor.

Yoongi could coo at the sight, but, he didn't want to surprise the boy with his antique behavior. "It's okay, I forgive you," Yoongi stepped closer to the boy. Normally, Yoongi won't just forgive people easily for making him wait, yet, maybe he has a soft spot for this boy.

"Really?" the boy finally looked up, widening his eyes.

Yoongi nodded and smiled. The boy's cheeks turned a bit red and he smiled so wide till his eyes looked like crescents. "Right, so," the boy's eyes suddenly changed, glinting with teasing and alluring stare, "how should I call you? Daddy? Sir? Master?"

Yoongi chuckled, he was quite surprised of how that cute boy changed so fast, from the sheepish boy to a sexy strip-teaser. "Just call me Yoongi."

"Well, okay, Yoongi. I thought you're into that thing," the boy muttered.

"I'm into that thing, but, not today."

"Okay then, you can call me Baby G, but, people just call me Baby for short," the introduced himself with a small smile on his plump lips. He slowly leaned closer, until Yoongi could see those long lashes. "Now, tell me, Yoongi. How would you like your show? Are you alright with me touching you?"

Once again, Yoongi looked at his watch. "We have one hour, right?" he asked, a little bit nervous from talking to this pretty boy.

The boy smirked, "Yes, we only have one hour, but, one hour is enough for you to enjoy the best show from the best man in this club, Yoongi." He added, "Oh, also you can touch me if you want to."

Yoongi shook his head, wondering where all of that smugness came from that boy? Yoongi dragged the boy to the bed, "For this one hour, let's just sleep, Baby."

Baby blinked. That was the first time a customer asked him to sleep. "Um, I'm sorry?" he asked, maybe he heard it wrong. The stripper wouldn't want to lie, but, he wanted to see the man loose himself because of him.

Yoongi crawled to the left side of the bed and lied on it. He patted the empty space beside him, "Sleep, you look so tired." He looked so expectant towards the boy.

The boy followed him, but, he was just sitting on the bed. The boy swatted his hand as an act of refusing, "No, it's okay, I've been told that I have a really great sta-"

"Sleep, I insist," Yoongi talked with his eyes closed. "We both need some rest. Sleep," he tugged the boy's hand. And maybe he's a mad man, for paying so much to just sleep.

Fortunately, the boy finally gave in, then lied on the bed, facing the ceiling. Yoongi rolled his body, faced the boy and enjoying the sight for a while. Both of them slowly closed their eyes, as they drifted into a deep slumber that they hadn't had for couple of days.