Mᴀʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛ//ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ//ᴍᴜʟᴛɪғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ

0.3

"may death never defeat"

minho was looking in the grocery store. he grabbed a bag of rice. he couldn't afford anything else. he went to the checkout and was met with the sight of a certain Seo changbin. "oh!hyung. it's good to see you. your total is $8.48" changbin stated. minho quickly payed him before picking up his bag of rice and bowing politely to changbin.

minho opened the door to his house. he put the rice away. today wasn't his eating day. he set aside enough money for the power bill and sat down on the couch picking up the book he was reading 'I have the right to destroy myself' by kim youngha. normally he would've watched a variety show like weekly idol or knowing brother but his power bill was too high this month so he thought to take up reading.

minho knew he needed more money for the water and heat bill so he decided to try to make some more money. he put on a pair of high wasted fishnet tights, black leather shorts, a see through black mesh shirt, and combat high heels. all parts of his outfits were stolen from stores and garage sales. he put on a dog collar choker, pink lip gloss, and fake eyelashes. which were also at some point stolen.

minho successfully made it into the club. it was a gay strip club one section full of lesbians the other of gays. minho shuffled into the gays section. he was immediately approached by a guy. minho never talks so people are often confused how he makes money off of  sex. well he carries notes with him. 'daddy i'm really horny and need money you can have me do whatever you want for a few hundred dollars. please daddy. i don't talk.' it's bullshit but it gets him money. he handed the  note to the guy the guy read the note and smirked he pulled out his wallet. "whatever i want?" the boy asked. minho nodded. "is one thousand good?" he asked again. minho almost chocked but nodded.

the man dragged minho to his car. "how old are you?" the man asked. minho didn't say anything and pointed to the last line of the note. "write it in my phone then," the man demanded. minho nodded and wrote down in his notes. 'i'm twenty daddy.' he wrote handing phone back to the man. "first of all cut out the daddy and second I want your real age." the man said. he handed the phone back to minho. minho looked nervously around and wrote down. 'i'm eighteen sir.' he could pass off as eighteen couldn't he? the man looked at the phone again. "stop lying what's your real age" he demanded. minho sighed and typed 'it's sixteen sir' before handing the phone back. "that's more like it. now can i ask why you were trying to get money for sex at a twent + bar?" the man said again. 'I need money sir.' minho wrote. "yeah i gathered that, and you can call me seungkwan." the man said. 'okay seungkwan-ssi' he wrote. "how long have you been selling your body?" seungkwan asked voice laced with concern. 'since i was fourteen seungkwan-ssi'  seungkwan looked shocked. "oh hunny...would you be okay coming home with me? not for sex- i have a boyfriend- but this isn't safe, love." seungkwan asked. 'i would like that seungkwan-ssi' he wrote. "you can go sit in the backseat i need to tell my friend and boyfriend we're leaving." seungkwan said. 'i'm sorry im ruining your fun' minho worried. "don't worry about it, love. they'll understand"