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We Always Love You [Moceit] (Asexual Pride AU)

The last prompt in my prompt swap with Pengi11 and this one gets a little real. There's a story behind this prompt I will tell after it is written.

TW:// Aphobia, Psycological Abuse, Strip Club, Suicidal Thoughts, SAD PATTON

There is a happy ending I promise.

STORYTIME!

What was he doing here of all places?! Deceit watched unde rhis cover  practically freezing from his position at the pole when he caught s familiar man in his gaze. Patton? Why were you at his strip club so late at night? Why were you even in a place such as this in the first place? You're the most innocent and sweet man in the world. You certainly don't look too happy. Deceit pused his lips, unsqueezing his thighs and beinging his hands back into the ground. He stopped in the middle of his performance.

He pushed off the ground with his hands to give him balance to bring his legs back around so he could do a backwards tumble and get on his feet. Worry overtook whatever seductive expression he was supposed to be wearing to please his crowd. Another stripper he was quainted with watched him hurry out of that situation, pushing through the crowd to get to Patton. Luckily, they knew the drill and took over for Deceit. It wasn't often that he finds himself straying from his task. It was normally Chloe trying to get to Max. 

Patton flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He seemed extremely scared, trembling like a tiny puppy surrounded by big mean dogs. That's is literally the scenario he was in. Patton didn't look like the vibrant Child Development Professor thst everyone knew and loved from the Highschool they both worked at. No, this man was scared with messy hair and his glasses askew.  He looked on the verge of tears and be clutched a bunch of twenty dollar bills in his hand. At least two hundred dollars. That's a lot of money.

"Dee?"

"Patton, what the heavens are you doing out here! It's eleven at night! You need to hurry on out of here and back to bed. This certainly isn't a place where you need to be. It's far too... perverted and explicit for your eyes."

Deceit covered his hands over Patton's eyes, making sure to get under his glasses without smudging the lenses because he is a classy bitch who respects others. Patton struggled to stay in place as Deceit tried ushering him out of the stop club, but Patton finally stopped him. He planted his feet firm in the ground and managed to wiggle out of Deceit's grasp. He turned around to face him, clearly displeased and not knowing an ounce of what he was doing. He just held out the money.

"I give you the money and you're supposed to... do adult things to me, right? That's how these things work?"

"Well, yes, but I have no idea why you of all people-"

"Please, Dee. Just do it."

Patton demanded. He never rose his voice before. He never would yell at any rowdy students, he would never yell at someone who took advantage of his kindness, and he never yelled at another teacher before. So Patton doing so little as raising his voice and cutting Deceit off from saying anything was absolutely terrifying. Deceit looked at the money. He would never dream of accepting anything like that from Patton, nor could he ever think of doing something like that to Patton. Deceit let out a feel exhale, pushing the money back to Patton's hands and warmly wrapping his own hands around Patton's wrists.

"Follow me. There's a place where we can go to talk through whatever is forcing you to act this way. You can't lie to me, Patton. I know you. This isn't you. And I know a lot about lying. Let me get you out of this crowd."

"...okay."

Patton was frowning. Deceit despised seeing that frown on that perpetually happy face. So deceit brought him to the back of the club where the "private time" happened. It was all paid and the manager of this place made mega bucks by adding this into his business. People adore having a thiry minute one night stand with that hot person they see working the pole. Just request it, pay maybe a hundred bucks, and boom. But Deceit wasn't using this room for this. He just needed to talk to Patton.