Our Light

Chapter 2

The male arrives not long after through the back, leaving all his personal items in the back before heading out onto the floor, spotting the group that he's supposed to work at. Daichi doesn't notice that Eisuke at the same table, his face covered by the darkness and sudden flashes of the club lights and surroundings.

Eisuke sat in a chair with his head leaned back and his eyes closed, he didn't attend to stay out long as he had homework but he liked knowing that he was still able to go out and have fun. When the announcer came over and told them their dancer would be arriving he sat up and with his unbuttoned shirt revealing his tone chest that he occasionally kept closed off, he awaited.

It was hard to tell who the person was as the darkness in the night made the figure only be shown with his shadow, he caught a glimpse of the others outfit and it made everyone erupt in alot of cheers and whistles, licking his lip he couldn't help but place a hand on the others hip to turn him around "Oh my.~ What a nice sight we have here" he said deeply.

As he gets on the table, Daichi feels the older male's hand on his hip, freezing at the sound of his voice. Eyes widening a bit, the boy turns to face Eisuke, his cheeks turning a bit red before he backs away, a light hitting a section of his face to show off his looks. "Kōhai..." He mumbles, knowing the music would drown out his voice.

Backing away, he covers himself up with his hands, almost tempted to run before he spots his manager. Knowing he has to keep up with the show, he straddles the guy next to Eisuke, not wanting him to know that it was in fact Daichi working late at a strip club.

Eisuke snapped his hand back from the other before his face paled, it couldn't be, there was no way. He stood up and felt his stomach twist before he left to the bar, he needed a drink, a strong one. Taking a deep breath he came back after a few moments and sat down in the booth before he pulled Daichi onto his own lap, if he worked here than he needed to give him a show.

He knew this was Daichi, the nickname, the way he looked at him when the light showed on his face but he didn't let the other know who he knew that. He held the others hips in his hands and stared at everything else but Daichis face, the men behind him cheering them own a bit drunk but right now Eisuke was planning to blow a fuse and scream at Daichi when he got the first chance.

As he's pulled off the other male's lap, who was clearly enjoying where his hands were, and onto Eisuke's lap, he knows that he has to play it off. Daichi begins rolling his hips on the older male's, his face red before he tangles his fingers in the other male's hair. Pushing aside the fact that his friend was under him, he begins to treat him like another customer, getting close to him.

"Why are you here?" He asks in Eisuke's ear, pushing his hips down a bit with a slight angry tone in his voice. "Did you follow me?" Daichi begins to sound a bit aggressive, not liking that his friend was here and that he was on his lap at all. "Or do you have something that you need to tell me?"

Eisuke held the others hips in his own and helped the other grind on his lap, tilting his head to the side for the other to speak in his ear. He shook his head at the others response before staring and leaned up to whisper in Daichis ear "No. I didn't know you worked here, let alone strip for other men." He said harshly, he lightly pushed the other off and left it at that, crossing his legs he didn't dare look at Daichi

When the announcer came back to say their time was up and only one could get a private show, Eisuke immediately stood up and gripped Daichis hand pulling him into the back room, slamming the door he stared at him "You have five seconds to explain."

After being dragged into the private room, Daichi covers himself up, the light in the room now showing the tiny jean shorts and black, long sleeve crop top that he was wearing. "I-I needed the money and I didn't know what I was getting into." He whines, shifting in his spot. It wasn't ideal for him to get caught, but honestly, he gets paid enough to feed himself and the forest animals, not including the necessities.

"I-I know you're mad, but I honestly thought I'd only be dancing, not selling my body." The male shifts a bit, curling his toes in the high heel boots that he was wearing before turning to look away.

Eisuke shook his head in disbelief "Seriously? That's your excuse?! You know good and well you could've came to my house and I would help pay for your stuff!" he said loudly, he was glad that the music was blaring in the next room and no one could hear their conversation. He never, ever raised his voice at Daichi and he felt a bit guilt but he knew it wouldn't get inside the others head if he didn't hold his ground.

"What is your problem Daichi? Is this why you come to school tired and sore? Those marks on your side" he said harshly snapping the shirt up and pointed to them "From this. If you knew the minute you had to sell your body, you should've said no. You know this!" He said directly in front of the others face. "Get your stuff together. I'm taking you home." He said before taking his jacket off and tossing it towards Daichi "Now."

Daichi tenses at the sound of the other raising his voice, tears beginning to spill from his eyes as he tries to keep himself together. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but it's all he had. For one, it gave him something to do and for two... it gave him the money to help the animals of the forest; the one thing that matters most to him.

Getting a jacket thrown at him, the male stumbles to keep a hold of it, his words faltering each other before he shakes his head, pulling back into the corner of the private room, knowing he'd have the life beaten out of him if he left early. It's happened before... "I-I'm not going anywhere. I can't."

Eisuke rubbed his forehead when the other said he wasn't going to leave "You want to stay here where you get teated like a two dollar slut? Look at you Daichi! You are wearing high heels and a whore outfit." he said shooting off insults. He didn't mean to sound harsh or to raise his voice either but he was so frustrated by the others actions he didn't even notice the other flinched when he threw the jacket at him.

"You can go Daichi. You just refuse not to." He said before taking the others hand and proceed to pull him out gently "Please." he said turning to look at the other "Just come home and I'll help you find a job, one where you dont need to sell your body to and get made fun of."

"B-But my stuff is in the b-back room." Daichi starts off, pulling the jacket over himself a bit as he's slowly dragged. The male tries to act as if he's being taken home by Eisuke, not wanting his boss to come out to scold him, but low and behold, the male stood at the entrance, blocking their exit with a stern gaze.

"I-I have to go back." The boy stutters, a bit scared at his manager was glaring at him that way. Pulling his hand away, he rushes off into the back room, collecting his things as his hands shake in pure fear of what the older male might do to him this time. The last time he was punished, it was because he finished with a customer early and was ready to go home and sleep, which earned him a harsh punishment the next day he came in.

"No you dont Daichi! Why do you keep letting this man control you!" he said loudly before slamming his hand on the table letting it freeze over. With a sigh, he shook his head "Fuck it. Do whatever you want, come half beaten or whatever. I don't care anymore" he said before turning his head and leaving fully. He grabbed his wallet and phone from the table he was at before moving out the door.

He was furious, he was so mad he ended up punching the wall and didn't care he potentially sprained his hand. He couldn't believe that he just watched his bestfriend wear slutty clothes and dance on men like it was nothing, he felt sick all over again. He remembered the conversation they had along time ago when Eisuke first saw the marks and all daichi told him was 'Don't worry about it' and that was the end of it. He went to his car and sat in it before rubbing the bridge of his nose and had a long debate on whether or not he should even stay and take him home or leave.

The smaller male escaped out the back seconds after he got his things, making his way to the front as he has tears in his eyes as he tries to look for the older male's car. His legs shake like silver spoons in strong arms with loose wrists, finally spotting Eisuke's care, knocking on his window as he shakes.