Good as gold | Hopekook

Three

Hoseok's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting at the bright light. I tried to sit up, but whimpered and gave up as I immediately felt dizzy and nauseous.
"Woah, woah, woah. Slow down, Hoseok. Don't get ahead of yourself. You fainted and hit your head pretty hard." Youngjae said, speaking in an unusually soft tone. I insisted on trying to sit up, so he helped me sit up and Jackson let me lean against him.
"S-Sorry about this.." I mumbled, still feeling a little dizzy.
"Don't worry, we know you are just nervous about Mr. Jeon." Jackson said, his words instantly reminding me why I fainted.
"Do you still want to do it? I can find a way to work around it if you don't want to, especially since you hit your head really hard." Youngjae asked, almost sounding sincere like maybe he cared.
"No, I still want to. It's for the good of the club, right? How bad could it be?"

Time Skip to 22:30

I walked onto the stage after Bambam, smiling and licking my lips as I stepped up to the pole. I wrapped my leg around the pole and started to spin, climbing up and lowering my head to look sexy to our guests. It was at this moment I had seen Mr. Jeon's eyes on me, he must have just stepped in. I almost slipped, trying to keep myself together as I finished my dance. As I went backstage, Youngjae slightly smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up, but Jackson just chuckled darkly. All I heard was a small yelp as I walked past, heading back to my personal one on one room for clients.
"I really hope this goes well, I can only do so much.." I mumbled to myself, sighing and preparing myself. I heard footsteps and looked up, seeing Yugyeom guiding Mr. Jeon to my room. I took a deep breath, shaking off my anxiety.
"Hello, Mr. Jeon~. I've been waiting here for you." I spoke in the deepest, most seductive voice that I could. As Yugyeom left the room, all I saw was Mr. Jeon smirk. He shrugged off his jacket and sat in the chair, getting comfortable. I hung up his jacket and walked behind him, running my fingers lightly along his shoulders.
"What can I do for you today, Mr. Jeon?" I spoke very seductively, dragging my fingers down his arm and standing in front of him.
"Everything, Hoseok." He smirked and rested his hands on my hips, a sudden rush of heat flowing through my body at the touch. I tried not to show any emotion change at the touch or the way he said my name.
"Of course, Mr. Jeon." I said, biting my lip and turning around, sitting on his lap and rolling my hips. He grunted and a smile graced my lips, reaching up and running a hand along his cheek. I turned back around to face him and stood over his lap, running my hands down his shoulders.
"You really know how to give a man a show, Hoseok." The way he said my name made me feel it again, biting my lip and continuing my actions.
After thirty minutes of caressing and compliments from the man, he got up and cleared his throat.
"Thank you, Hoseok. I enjoyed this time." He spoke deeply, offering a sly smile.
"Of course, Mr. Jeon. Please do make yourself comfortable with us and come back again." I said, less seductively. He nodded and grabbed his jacket, sliding it on as Yugyeom opened the door for him.
"Until next time, Jung Hoseok." He said darkly, his deep voice making me shiver a bit. As Yugyeom led him out, I let out a huge breath that I didn't know I was holding and plopped down into the chair that the taller man was just in.
"What the hell just happened?" I asked myself. Before I knew it, the door burst open again and multiple people started to flood in, Youngjae in front.
"Hoseok, was everything alright?" He asked curiously and I nodded.
"He...He was very interesting. A strange client, though." I said, still remembering the events of the past half hour. Youngjae reached out with a handful of money.
"This is your tip from him." My eyes widened as I took it and counted it.
"Youngjae, this is two hundred fifty thousand won." He only nodded and all the others watched with either jealousy or amazement.
"Hoseok you hit the jackpot with him! He was also very pleased with the service and will be making a statement for us!" Jackson exclaimed excitedly. Youngjae smacked the back of his head.
"You don't even work here, so shut it." He growled and Jackson whimpered.
"I can't believe this. I was so nervous the whole time." I said, absolutely exasperated.
"Well, you don't have anymore clients, so you can head home for the night. You did great." Youngjae said, offering a half smile to everyone's surprise.
"Thank you very much. I guess I will see you all tomorrow then. Enjoy your night!" I said, grabbing my things and heading out of the building. As I stepped outside the door, the cool air hit my skin like ice and I began to shiver a little. I felt eyes on me as I was walking to my car, a few guys catcalling me. I continued to unlock my car and put my things inside, shutting it and walking to the driver's side. As I made it to the other side, I was suddenly shoved up against the door by a very strong man who looked very drunk.
"Hey there, pretty boy. Why don't you do a little dance for me, maybe let me get a good feel for that ass of yours?" He said, slurring his words slightly and the others behind him snickered.
"No. You have to make an appointment and I'm going home for the night." I said, spitting at him in disgust. He growled and pulled me toward him before slamming me back against the car.
"You no good slut, letting every man touch your body. One more won't hurt for a slut like you. I'll fuck you so hard, you won't even be able to function." He said, smirking and earning more snickers from behind him. He groped my ass and I kneed him right in his dick, causing him to let go of me to hold himself.
"I suggest you leave before the rest of you get it." I tried sounding and looking intimidating, even though I hardly knew how to fight. I only knew a few self defense mechanisms, but it wasn't enough to get rid of all four of them. The man in front of me stepped back, so the other three started stepping forward. I growled and balled my fists up.
"You're coming with us, slut." One of them spat as another reached out to grab me. I dodged his arm and punched him in the stomach, but was suddenly grabbed from the other side and pulled away from the men. There was an arm around my waist and I heard the click of a gun.

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