I'm Not Your Breeder (Not edited)

Chapter four

Hoseok's pov:
I entered the small room, seeing my four year old son laying in bed. Pale, thin, and attached to machines. I told him many times that is ok to let go because as his mother, it tore me apart to see him like this. But he said he doesn't want to leave me. I sat next to him, combing my fingers through his soft curly hair. "Mama...?" His little voice brought a smile to my lips. "Hi TaeTae sweetie, how are you feeling angel?" My little boy hummed, his eyes cracking open, a smile twitched on his lips. "Tummy hort an' me sweepy..."
I awed, "I know Tae sweetie, mamas going to help you ok?"
He nod his little head, I gave him a kiss on his head. "I love you angel, get some rest ok." I said to him softly, "me wug you too mama..." I held back a cry. Staying strong for my baby, giving him one more kiss before leaving for my second job.

It's now dark out, I walked up to the only night club in town and entered it.
Immediately heading to the back dressing room, having to squeeze through some body's. Making it into the dressing room to get changed, making sure to lock the door. Slipping off my clothes and grabbing a thin, black, long sleeve, crop top. Sliding on skinny black jeans and slipping on black heals to match. I placed a black choker on and added a little makeup. Then stepped out of the room, going around back stage.
Dancing for two and a half hours straight, I spun around a strip pole and grind against it. Bitting my lip and winking at the drooling alphas. I then take a microphone, before speaking into it, a familiar face caught my eye. Jungkook, sitting with my friend Jin and someone else that I have never before. Putting my attention back on the stage, feeling the alphas eyes on me. I cleared my throat before singing my favorite song called stigma. My friend Namjoon wrote it, I sing all the songs he writes.
I began singing and dancing to the beat.

Jungkook's pov:
I spotted my friend Yoongi with that alpha Jin when I entered the night club. It was nice, all the flashing lights, loud music, it boosted my adrenaline. I sat next Yoongi, seeing the lights point to the stage. And the music changed, I swallowed a lump in my throat seeing the omega I met earlier. His movements were amazing and breath taking. It was sinfully beautiful how graceful he was on the pull. I watched him walk to a microphone and turning around, our eyes locked. Our gaze broke apart, as he began to sing and holy fuck his voice was an angel singing. Jin leaned into my ear and told me his friend, Namjoon, writes the music for him. Which is interesting, I noticed how all the hungry looks Hoseok got from other wolfs. It made my stomach turn, I made a note to myself to meet up with omega.
"Can we get a hand for J-Hooooppe!!" A man shouted through a microphone, as the omega exited off the stage.

Third pov:
Hoseok finished his performance for the night, stepping off the stage. His manager, whom is a beta, came up to him, "You never seem to doubt me J-Hope!! By the way, you were asked for a private lap dance in room five." Hoseok gave his boss a nod and squeezed through the crowd. His manager staying behind him to make sour his employee doesn't get jumped by some random alpha. They both made it to a hall, Hoseok turned to his boss and bowed. "Thank you sir," the beta gave him a soft smile. "Anything for a friend Hoseok, be careful ok. But I trust this wolf, I'm sure you'll like him." The omega nod, putting on a nervous smile. Slowly opening the door and closing it his way in. His gazed glued to the floor, "you did really good." Hoseok head shot up from the familiar voice, he crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the alpha. "Do you have a specific song your highness? And I'm not sleeping with you." Jungkook chuckled and shook his head, "ok, yeah I would love to sleep with you, but I won't. And please call me Jungkook.... I actually have an offer for you." Hoseok brows scrunched in confusion, "an-an offer? What for?" The alpha cleared his throat, "I would like you to work with me." The omega was shocked from such an odd offer. "Say what now? So like a slave? I'm sorry but no, I'm sorry, but I can take care of myself." 'And my son,' he said to himself. The alpha stepped closer to the omega, sighing softly. "It's just an offer, I won't force you to do it, but think about it.... please?" Hoseok huffed and nod his head. "Fine, now do you want me to dance for you or no?" Jungkook choked on his own saliva, "wait what?" The omega rolled his eyes, shrugging, as a smirk spread on his lips. "An alpha doesn't only call a dancer for a little talk? I'm sure you want to see me do something right?" Jungkook swallowed a lump in his throat, "heh, I honestly did only want to talk to you. But I wouldn't mind a little show." Hoseok turned and went to the music player, "Take a seat then alpha." The alpha sat on the pleather couch, as the omega put on a song. Watching the flow and sway of the omegas hips. Hoseok moved to the beat of the music, strutting around the  alpha and running his forefinger up the alphas neck. Making chills go up his spine, holding his breath when the omega straddled his lap. "May I touch you?" Hoseok bit his lip and nod, as he very lightly grind against the alpha. Jungkook placed his hands on the omegas waist, whistling at how slim it was. His eyes locked on the omegas, he smiled at the beautiful site of the omega. "You were right omega, I guess I didn't just want to talk." Hoseok giggled, his heart smile made the alphas chest flutter. "You're so beautiful Hoseok." Hoseok's face flushed, their eyes locked together. The music then became a blur to their ears. Jungkook shook his head, clearing his throat, "I should Um..... I-I should go.... I will be coming to see you again though." He smirked, seeing the omegas face get beet red.
They left with a final glance, Hoseok's boss came up to him with a wide smile. Patting the omegas shoulder, "he's nice isn't he?" Hoseok head only nod slowly as an answer, as he gazed and got lost in a trance.