Kim Namjoon is a highschooler. he works at a strip club for money,and takes care of his younger brother, Jungkook.
He can only pay with the small amount of money he gets from old men that he gives his body to.
Who will save him from this hell?
"I hate me job." Namjoon mumbled as he pulled on his outfit.
It was very..... showing. And it made him look more feminine.
He went to the bar, where he is assained until someone hits on him, before asking the bartender for a drink.
"Hyung can I have some juice?" Namjoon asked his only Friend in the world.
Chanyeol.
"Yeah sure."
Chanyeol always kept juice under the bar counters for Namjoon. Namjoon didn't like alcohol so he kept juice for him.
Namjoon thanked him for the drink and siped it slowly, looking around the club.
He looked at the front entrance when he saw the door open from the corner of his eye.
Namjoons eyes widened, but he kept his cool.
"Yoongi!"
"Yeah dad?!"
"Come here son! I have some news!"
Yoongi ran down the stairs, plopping himself on the stool and looking at his dad.
He already knew it was gonna be about the club he owned.
"Okay, son, I have the perfect surprise for you!"
"And what is that?" Yoongi rolled his eyes, a small smile on his lips.
"Alright so I got this new employee. He is nice and young, probably your age, and I know you've been looking for someone to fuck."
"Oh come on dad! You didn't have to put it like that!" Yoongi whined out.
His father laughed.
"Anyway! He's great according to the many other customers he had. I've had him for about a year."
"What's his name?"
"His name is.... you know what? I don't actually know cause I have so many other workers there
"Seriously?"
"Yeah seriously! Now let's go!" His father grabbed his car keys, walking to the front door.
The drive to the club was short. Yoongi grabbed the back of his dad's suit to not get lost.
Once they entered he was hit with the smell of sex,beer, and some other smell he didn't like.
"Dad it smells in here!" Yoongi said over the loud music.
"It's fine son! You get used to it!" His fyher said before looking around the club, smiling when he sees the boy he was looking for.
He grabbed Yoongi's shoulders, guiding him through the sweaty bodies and drunk men.
"Yoongi meet Namjoon!"
Yoongi's eyes widened.
Namjoon looked at then and kept him cool, looking Yoongi up amd down before turning back to his drink.
"Hyung can I get more?"
Chanyeol nodded with a smile, setting down the cup his was drying and filling Namjoons glass with apple juice. Namjoon took a sip before turning to his boss, Mr. Min.
"Can I help you?"
"No. But you can help me son." Mr. min said, moving Yoongi in front of him. They were in a more quiet place. The music not too loud so you can speak normally without blowing out your own voice box.
"What does he need?" Namjoon sighed, setting his cup down and wiping his hair out of his eyes.
"He needs a good fuck!"
"You didn't have to put it like that." Namjoon said bluntly, catching his bottom lip between his teeth.
"Well I don't know any other way to put it. Chanyeol! Get me some white wine!"
"Sure thing boss!" Chanyeol held a thumbs up, ruffling Namjoons hair as he passed.
Namjoon whined him, turning back in his seat to whine more at him.
"I'll let you get used to the place first before you get things on. I'll show you the room when your ready." Mr. Min said before walking into he crowd.
Yoongi looked at Namjoon again, eyes going even more wide when He saw Namjoon bent over the counter, talking with Chanyeol.
"I haven't watched Claws yet. But I did finish Atlanta." Chanyeol said
"Omg you have to watch Claws! It's so funny but it also has drama! Watch it when you get home. Promise me!".
"Okay! I will. Promise me that you will binge watch Dish Nation with me on our day off though." Chanyeol pointed a finger at him. Namjoon plopped back onto his seat, putting out his pinky finger.
"Promise!"
Chanyeol linked their pinkys together, smiling widly.
"Hey, come sit! Don't be shy!" Chanyeol said to Yoongi, patting the counter top.
Yoongi hestantly sat down next to Namjoon, keeping his gaze anywhere but him.
Namjoon continued talking with Chanyeol even when a drunk man starting kissing his neck.
Namjoon shoved him away after a while, telling him he already had a costumer.
Yoongi stared in shock at Namjoon.
This was not he Namjoon he knew.
Just then Mr. min came back, a lady clinging onto his arm.
"You guys ready yet?" He asked, pushing he lady away and sitting next to Yoongi, getting another drink from. Chanyeol.
Yoongi shrugged.
Namjoon pouted.
"Yeah I guess." Namjoon said, standing from hus chair and fixing his showy clothes.
"Alright. I'll take you guus to Namjoon's room and you guys cane do whatever you want." Mr. Min said , teasing Yoongi
Yoongi blushed madly, hitting his father's shoulder.
Mr. min led, well not really cause Namjoon already knew where his own 'office' was.
Namjoon had a natural sway in his hips. He couldn't stop it. He was born with the feminine body of his.
Yoongi couldn't help but look at Namjoons booty!
His butt was just so.....so.....round....and squishy!
"Take a picture it'll last longer." Namjoon said, crossing his arms.
"Alright there you go! And Namjoon I'll make sure to pay you big time my the end of this month!" Mr. Min said.
Namjoon smiled brightly,
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before entering the room. Yoongi was pushed in by his father. He stood thwre until the door closed.
Namjoon grabbed some 'stuff' from his draw and tossed it on to the bed.
Yoongi stared at him from another minute before yelling
