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Walking out of the storage room was hard. Jin was crying for the last 10 minutes and then on top of that his short's zipper was stuck. After lulling him and his brother to sleep he left.

He walked straight to the bar to begin regular work. He grabbed the tray from Hoseok and walked around collecting orders and money "two margaritas the cherry flavor," he told the beta, Hoseok.

"Woah your actually here today?" he asked mixing the drinks. Joon scratched the back of his head before the beta,  rather obnoxiously, threw his arm over his fairly exposed shoulders.

"Joonie here was with Mr. Jeon," he wiggled his brows "private," he giggled at Namjoon's shocked expression that turned sour.

"Go annoy your other friends," he said glancing at the group that showed up much to his distaste.

"Guys over here," he waved at two Alpha men walking over. "This is Yoongi, my mate," Tae said "and this is Jimin," Tae said as both alphas smiled kindly.

"Here ya go Joon," Hoseok said putting the drinks on the tray.

As he walked off he could hear "Mr. Bar Man do a trick for me," he glanced over his shoulder to see Jimin asking. He huffed walking away. Alphas are egotistical brutes, but he knows you can't take a few and judge them all. Some alphas must be nice; probably like some omegas are bitches.

"Here's your drink ma'am," he placed on in front of the alpha women. Before sauntering away to ask for more orders occasionally wiping off a sticky drink spilled table.

"Hey, Joonie! Come over here," Taehyung said calling him back over as the omega walked off to deliver drinks. He complied because he was still a worker and Tae was essentially a customer. He looked relatively attractive in the red lights next to his mate almost posing as a power couple.

"Yes?" he asked walking up to the chatting group. Hoseok was down the bar throwing a bottle up before catching it behind his back earning a round of applause.

"Jungkook can't come here because his parents are in town, but that doesn't mean you can't come to him," Tae said obviously up to no good.

Namjoon shrugged a bit uninterested "I'd rather not. My pups and it's quite late," he told, but he was maybe a little interested. He wanted to know what the alpha was doing, but then again who could blame someone for not wanting to go to a strip joint with their parents around.

"Come oooooon live a little," Jimin chuckled. "It'll be fun to get under his skin and he couldn't do anything to us because of his omega and his parents watching,"

Namjoon flushed before correcting Jimin "I'm not his omega," with a firm resolution in his eyes as he left the bar with drinks in tow.

That didn't stop the alphas and beta from being absolutely annoying and either following him around or requesting drinks from him at random tables. A vein throbbed in his temple alerting him that he was indeed getting a headache.

"Joon your pups are crying," an exotic dancer told him as they walked passed. Namjoon massaged his forehead and put his tray up behind the bar.

"Hey, Hoseok can you do me a favor?" Joon asked quietly. After receiving a nod he continued, "don't give those people who were talking to me any alcohol,"

Hoseok laughed "um not gonna ask why, but okay," he smiled brightly before continuing his job.

After that Namjoon went to the storage room. He could hear them as soon as he stepped out of the loud music. The other workers seemed uncomfortable. He apologized and went in quickly.

Jin was crying and holding his blanket in tiny fists. Baek was still out like a light. Before Jin could sob again he was held close to Joon's practically bare chest. "Shhhh," he soothed rubbing his back. His pup buried himself in his warm neck making it sticky with tears and snot, but he didn't really mind all that much, it was parenthood.

"Duh daddy," he cries "heaw scawy sound. Baekie didn't wake up," he clutched at his thin shirt material. His crying slowed down to soft breathing. "Can go home?" he asked.

"I'm so sorry baby, but daddy has to finish for a few hours. Why don't you snuggle Baek and daddy will make get you a big strong alpha girl to watch the door?" he asked urging the pup go agree.

Tucked in and holding his brother he left the room. "Ah he kind of heard something and it spooked him," he explained to some workers. "Do you mind keeping it down so he won't wake up again?"

An alpha scoffed "dude he's in a fucking strip club, probs heard someone fucking in the other room," he chuckled.

"I'm just asking because-"

"I don't fucking care. It's our fault you were a slut before you were marked and now you have to deal with the consequences," he said loudly. Joon flinched and nodded. He sighed deeply willing himself not to cry or yell or do anything, but by the way that alpha was being aggressive towards him and his pups, he wasn't going to leave that room.

His boss walked in and grabbed his shoulder "take the rest of the night Namjoon. And you stop being an ass, you can't really call him slut if you work this job with him,"

"You give him special treatment. Everyone here knows it and its not fucking fair," the male alpha argued as Joon quickly left and shut himself in with the pups. He changed and got them ready before opening the door.

A bunch of workers was crowding the boss and alpha. Most agreeing with their coworker which stung Joon's heart.

His boss sighed before walking over to Joon "I'm sorry," Nam's tears were already starting to spread down his flushed cheeks. "I'm not firing you, but I can't afford to lose this many employees. You can't bring your pups again," Namjoon nodded and knew there was no way he could afford a babysitter and he was not about to ask the nice old lady to watch them again.

He pushed the door open walking straight out of the building exposing his wet face and pups to the elements despite Taehyung's cries of disapproval. The streetlights lit his way home. The shudders from his silent crying didn't lessen as he tucked them in their quilt. After locking the beta out of his home it seemed a bit better.

He walked out to the front porch and sat on the cheap plastic chair that was there before he moved in. Despite it being cold he needed this. The winter bite made him stop thinking about his mental pain and more on the physical. He came to the conclusion that he would have to make it work. This job was what he had built himself on. He would rather work the nights when the pups were asleep rather than the day.

A lone car drove down the snow-covered street slowly. It crept down the worn down houses before stopping in front of his. Namjoon was mildly alarmed because it was after midnight. But the sense of being hurt was quickly replaced by fear.