Exulansis

Chapter 31

Okay so slight warning for this chapter. This is an insight to yoongis past and some of it may be triggering for y'all but I promise it ain't too vivid so yeah.

"Hey Suga! Great work on on last weeks job!" A small, barely dressed woman in 8" heels praised the boy. He smiled kindly and nodded in thanks. He walked through the dimly lit club, regular guests and other workers greeted him along the way.

"Uh-Oh~" a partially drunk Lee sang, swinging his brandy glass around, "somebody is late~"

Yoongi simply rolled his eyes, "whatever, is he in?" He gestured the the office door that read "MANAGER" in all caps.

Lee nodded and leaned forward, "but between you and me kid, he ain't in too good of form"

Yoongi scrunched his nose in confusion, raising an eyebrow for the drunken man to continue.

"Somebody fucked up on the last haul. 50k just gone- poof!" He laughed loudly. Yoongi could feel his stomach tighten.  50-fucking-grand! Seriously! He's gonna be beyond pissed.

Yoongi shrugged, acting nonchalantly, he had a reputation of being cold and emotionless. It was, for some reason, a turn on for the guests.

Shoving his fear aside, Yoongi knocked three times on the wooden door. He daren't wall in on his own.

He heard a string of curses and soon the door was thrown open, an angry screaming Julian greeting him only inches from Yoongis face.

Julian. A, at the time, 26 year old man who basically ran the drug business this side of Korea. He was tall, about 6ft, had black hair and warm skin. His face was chiseled and strong, dark stubble made him appear older. The man always wore the same thing. A purple silk shirt, grey suit vest, black suit pants and a matching black tie. His hair was always pulled back neatly with excessive amounts of greasy gel. The cologne he wore was expensive, yet still smelt terrible, that and it was almost completely masked by the strong scent of cigarettes and some horrible liquor.

At some stage in his life, Julian was Yoongis believed saviour. Yoongi had always been neglected his whole life, never had he anyone who cared or even looked at him twice. Julian did. And then of course it turned sour.

"Oh-" Julian cut his enraged mantra as he spotted his favourite toy, "Suga-Baby, you're back already?" He gave a crooked tooth grin and swung an arm around the boys slim waist.

Yoongi wanted nothing more than to shove the man off, he hated how Julian's shirt felt against his bare skin. Yoongi was wearing his usual 'work' clothes. Red shorts that were short enough to be considered panties, a black cropped, tight tank top that exposed his mid riff and lastly, an essential part of any of the Candies uniform, a pair of 8" red high heeled platform pumps. Yoongi hated it all.

"I got back this morning" yoongi pouted, knowing it would soften Julian a bit. The calmer he was the easier life would be for yoongi.

"I'm glad" Julian leaned in painfully close, his disgusting breath hit yoongis lips, it took all the boys self control not to grimace.
"Let's go inside, huh Suga-Baby?"

The pair walked in to the office but before the door was even shut fully, Julian had himself pinned against the small boy.

Despite this happening on an almost daily basis, yoongi could never get used to the horrible taste of Julians lips. He never could enjoy the scratching of his stubble against his perfectly soft skin. He could never feel any love in the way Julian's hands travelled across his small body as if he owned it, which in a way he did.

"I missed you Doll" he grunted as he lifted yoongi up, the boy squelead in pain at how tight Julian gripped his skin.

"I missed you too boss" Yoongi lied through the kisses. He knew how to play this game, he knew he had his role to fulfill.