Stripper to Trophy Husband | Yoonjin ✔️

Seventeen

"Pick up your phone!" Yoongi had been texting and calling Jin for over four days, but Jin had been ignoring him.

When he went by the club, they told him Jin was off work, which he was happy to hear. He didn't like to idea of Jin stripping for someone that wasn't him.

"How would your father feel if you get charged with harassment?" Namjoon asks his friend, who had been pacing around the house. He had stopped Yoongi three times for the day from visiting Jin's home.

"How would your father feel if you ended up missing?" Yoongi snapped back at Namjoon. He was in a pissy mood. Not only had Jin disregard him the night of the movie, but he even rejected him afterward in front of everyone.

"I have never known you were a pathetic stalker until now. If it makes you feel any better, Hoseok said that Jin is working tonight. Maybe if you go there, you can see him."

"What do you mean he is working tonight?" Yoongi glared at Namjoon.

"What do you think I mean, asshole? He is working, stripping, shaking that ass, making that cash." Namjoon quickly moved out of the way as one of Yoongi's scotch glass was thrown at his head.

"You have serious anger problems. You asked a question, and I answer, now you want to kill me? I don't get you, you said you wanted him for a night, you got that, now you all pissy and psychotic over him, do you make any sense? I suggest you find someone new to fuck so you can get him out of your system, or if that's not what you want, stop stalking and harassing him and talk to him like a normal human being."

Yoongi rolled his eyes at Namjoon and stormed out of the house. He didn't have time for Namjoon speech. Jin was his boyfriend, he thought he had made that clear to Jin, why would he even believe it was okay for him to go back to the strip club. Yoongi was livid, he didn't care how he came off, he was going to put an end to Jin's stripping career.

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Jin had enjoyed his extended time off. He enjoyed it so much that he had ended up taking a few more days off. As he sat in the dressing room of the club, he leaned his head back on the chair and contemplated his life.

Being away from work made him realize just how much he wanted to quit the stripping life, but he couldn't not if he wanted Jimin to reach further in life. It was what paid their bills, kept Jimin in his dance program, and paid for his college bills at the same time. He couldn't quit it, even if he wanted to. Too much depended on the money he made from it.

"Jin, you have a private booking on the VIP floor."

"Who is it?" Jin prayed internally that it wasn't Yoongi. Yoongi had been texting and calling him nonstop, but he had been ignoring him. He didn't want anything more to go on between Yoongi and him. He had sex with him more time than he should have, and him coming to his house was not cool. He understands Yoongi was famous and all, but it didn't mean anything to him. If anything, it was a turn off for him.

After the movie, he had spent time researching Yoongi, and seeing all the scandal the older was involved in was a huge turn off for Jin.

"it's an old client. He didn't pay for anything special, just want you to strip." Jin's boss tells him and walks out of the room

Jin felt a sigh of relief. It was probably one of his older clients who was married but got off on him stripping and twirling on the pole for them. He was often amazed by the number of married men that came to the strip club. Frequently he became a source for them to let out their problems.

Wrapping his robe around him, he makes his way in the elevator and to the VIP room. When he got into the room, the lights were dim, and the music was playing already. He walks his way to the middle of the room, and to his surprise, the bright lights come on to reveal none other than Min Yoongi sitting in the chair across from him.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that!" Yoongi gets out of his seat and walks towards Jin. He grabs Jin by the waist and pulls his body towards him.

"Do you make sense? I work here!"

Anger surge through Yoongi, but he composes himself and releases his hold on Jin and looks him in the eyes, "Strip for me." he says while pulling at Jin's robe.

Jin steps away from Yoongi and does what he asks him to do. As soon as the robe falls to the floor, Yoongi examines Jin's body. Jin was only wearing a piece of string in Yoongi's eyes. Which made him furious. The thought of someone else seeing Jin that way angered him. If he hadn't booked the room with Jin, then Jin would've been showing someone else his body like this, and he didn't like it. He hated it.

Pulling Jin by his waist, Yoongi uses one hand to hold Jin's body close to him while the other squeezes Jin's ass. "I thought we agreed that I am your boyfriend," he whispers in Jin's ears, and his tongue licks the side of Jin's neck.

"You agreed, I didn't." Jin was getting turned on by Yoongi's action, and he shouldn't be.

"You told your brother I was your boyfriend, why the sudden change?" Yoongi removed his hand from Jin's ass, and he uses it to open his pants, sliding it down his leg while his other hand remained around Jin's waist.

"You blackmailed me, do you not remember this? You are not my boyfriend."

"What if I want you to be?" Yoongi whispers in Jin's ears as his hand returned to Jin's ass, and he begins to massage it.

"N-n" Jin couldn't finish his words as Yoongi finger entered his hole. Throwing his head back and lifting his leg to give Yoongi better access to his hole as Yoongi finger pumped in and out of him.

Jin knows that he should be resisting Yoongi and his behavior, but he does not want to. It had not been a lot of time, but he enjoyed having sex with Yoongi. He likes how his body responds to Yoongi's touch.

"Tell me, yes." Yoongi lifts Jin in his arms and walks with him towards the chair.

"No." Jin lets out as Yoongi puts him down and turns him around to kneel in the chair. Jin's back was now towards Yoongi, he heard a spitting sound before three fingers entered him.

Jin moaned out and gripped onto the handle of the chair, "Fuck."

"Say, yes." Yoongi request as he worked his fingers into Jin. "N-no," Jin responded back in a silent moan.

Yoongi smiled to himself, removing his fingers from Jin's hole, then pushing into Jin with his member. Jin screamed out in pleasure at the sudden thrusting of Yoongi in him.

Holding onto Jin's shoulders, Yoongi thrust hard and deep into Jin. "Tell me you will be my boyfriend," he demands while pounding into Jin. Jin cried out in pleasure while rocking back and forth to meet each of every one of Yoongi's thrusts. It didn't take him long to cum all over the chair.

Yoongi might have thought he was punishing Jin by doing what he was doing, but Jin loved it. He loved the way Yoongi took control and fucked him the way he wanted to be fucked. The older might have been a brat, but he certainly knew how to give pleasure.

Yoongi was shocked that Jin was not giving in to what he wanted; instead, he was enjoying their moment and begging him to fuck him harder. If anything this only made Yoongi want Jin more and he was not going to stop until he got want he wanted.