Stripper to Trophy Husband | Yoonjin ✔️

Five

"He should be fired," Yoongi argues as Namjoon drove them home that night.

"Actually no, he shouldn't be fired. Book me another night with him. This time I want the entire night with him!"

Namjoon smiles to himself as he drove. Yoongi wouldn't tell him precisely what happened with him and the stripper, all he knew was the stripper did a number on Yoongi. His friend was losing it. One minute he wanted him fired, and the next, he wanted to see him again.

"Joon, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, Yoongi, I am. You want him fired. I got it. I'll let them know." Namjoon said. He was messing with his best friend.

"See, that's the shit I don't like, you are not listening. At first, I wanted him fired, but now I don't. I want him tomorrow night, all to myself. Call them and make it happen." Yoongi demanded.

"Fuck, I look like your assistant?" Namjoon argues back with his friend.

"Really, Namjoon? You call yourself my best friend, and you can't do this one simple thing for me." Yoongi shakes his head and slumps back in his seat.

He couldn't take his mind off the stripper. Everything about the stripper turned him on. He knew once he got a chance to fuck him and out of his system, he'd be fine.

He was so focused on the nights' event that he didn't hear Namjoon's conversation.

"He's not working tomorrow night," Namjoon tells Yoongi pulling him out of his fantasy world.

"Who the hell gave him the night off?"

Namjoon rolled his eyes and shook his head, "most likely his boss Yoongi."

"And who is that?"

"What the fuck I know, mostly like the owner of the club," Namjoon respond as he pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. His best friend was losing it.

"Get me the owner's number," Yoongi said as he walked over to his friend.

"Get it yourself, you troublesome brat," Namjoon yelled and stormed into Yoongi's home.

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As Jin was getting ready to leave work that night is boss stopped and informed him that he had to change his schedule as one of the strippers for the next night would not be in, and they were going to be short-staffed.

What he didn't tell Jin was that he received an urgent request for his presence at the club the next night.

Jin wasn't bothered by the change of his schedule, nor did he think anything of it as it happened from time to time.

"I had a nightmare of a client tonight," Jin confessed to his friend Hoseok on the phone as he walked into his home.

"Really, was he old?" Hoseok questions, but Jin had to pause their conversation as he was met with Taehyung in his bed.

He didn't understand why Jimin friend always found his way in his bed whenever he wasn't home. Jimin was already knocked out in his room, why wasn't Taehyung with him.

"Let me call you back. My second little brother is in my room." Jin told Hoseok and hung up the phone.

"Taehyung, wake up," Jin whispered as he shakes Taehyung.

Taehyung rubbed his eyes and looked up at Jin. "Hyung, can I sleep here with you, please. I'm scared to sleep in the guest room, and Jimin kicks me while he sleeps."

Jin couldn't deny Taehyung's cuteness. "Fine. Sleep here. I'll go shower and will be back."

Taehyung was Jimin's best friend. They both spend a lot of time together. At one point, Jin thought they would date and was a bit skeptic of them being alone together so he would stop Taehyung from coming over when he wasn't home, but Jimin told him that he didn't see Taehyung like that and he trusted his brother's words. Plus, Taehyung was an excellent company for Jimin whenever he was out late.

Jin took a warm shower, washing away the night's event. Although he couldn't erase the image of the man from earlier in the night from his mind. He didn't understand why such a handsome man was even doing in a strip club.

Even if he was looking for a quick hook up, Jin was sure with his looks and status; he could've gotten it from someone else.

He probably did anyway. Men like that moved on quickly to the next. Jin was shocked his boss didn't yell at him. Maybe the guy hadn't complaint about him as of yet.

Jin suddenly found himself stroking his member as he thought about the look in the stranger's eyes. He never engaged in sexual activities with his clients. He already felt dirty with his job; he didn't want to feel anymore dirty. However, the way that man looked at him tonight left him feeling things he never felt before in that club.

On a night like tonight, he was a bit annoyed Taehyung was in his bed as he could've easily taken care of his arousal with one of his dildos. As he remembers the feeling of the strangers' hard-on pressed against him, he strokes himself harder. Slipping a finger into his hole while biting into his lip to muffle his cries of pleasure.