Im Jaebeom: Collection

A Better Idea vol. 1 [M]

As you stand there in your red, curve hugging, floor length gown, you start to wonder how you got yourself in this situation in the first place. A light breeze passing by along with the high slit on your dress and lack of underwear serves as a reminder, that maybe this wasn't the greatest idea. But, it's not like you could resist. No one can. Not when it comes to Im Jaebeom.

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You had met the infamous Im Jaebeom in college, when he along with his friends Jackson, Bambam, Jinyoung, Youngjae and Yugyeom, decided to sit with you and your best friend Mark during lunch. You and Mark were bewildered because you weren't sure why the town's socialites would be sitting with two commoners. Jaebeom and his friends were all sons of rich CEOs and were the most eligible bachelors in college. It was strange to say the least. But, it's not like either of you were going to ask them to leave.

That night, you show up to your shift at Siren - a strip club. Most people would judge you for your profession, but you didn't actually have a choice. You were a college student, struggling to make ends meet - not just because of your student loans, but because of the crippling gambling debt your father left you before he killed himself when your mother abandoned the both of you. This was the easiest way to make money.

Your floor manager walks in to your dressing room to inform you that you actually wouldn't be dancing on stage tonight. Since you were the most popular dancer the club had, you were specifically requested for a special party tonight. You'd start off by doing a private show for one of their high end clients before joining the rest of his party. You donned the masquerade mask on your face - a part of your ensemble - before heading off to the room.

You walk in and start setting up your props for the night. You sense another presence there, which you assume is the client, but you pay him no mind as you get everything ready.

"Well, isn't this a lovely surprise?"

The man speaks from behind you and you almost drop everything on the floor. It is a voice that you recognise from earlier in the day. You turn to face the stranger, and your suspicions are confirmed. Im Jaebeom.

"This day just keeps getting better and better," he smirks at you.

"What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," he replies. "It's my birthday today, so Jinyoung thought it would be a good idea to 'let loose', as he put it. They're all waiting in the other room."

"Is Mark here?"

"No," Jaebeom replies through gritted teeth. "Does your boyfriend know you work here?"

"Best friend," you clarify, though you don't know why you have to. "And no he doesn't, I'd like it to stay that way."

"What are you doing, working here?" Jaebeom asks you curiously.

"Do you always talk this much to other strippers?"

"This is my first time at an establishment like this," he waves his hand around. "Your turn."

"This is where girls like me end up," you answer. "After their father leaves them with a crippling gambling debt, after he killed himself because his wife, their mother, abandoned them."

"Surely, there's another way?" Jaebeom asks.

"Maybe in your fancy world," you sigh. "Now, are we going to do this or what?"

"You're still going to dance for me?"

"This is my job, Jaebeom," you answer exasperated. "If I don't do this, I'll lose it. I can't afford for that to happen."