Baekhyun stood against the cold brick wall, waiting in the moonlight for his first client of the night. When you lived in poverty, there were very few options for work, and being who he was it was easy for him to pick a darker path.
When he was young at the orphanage, there would constantly be strange men who would come and take an interest in him. Thankfully Sister Marie was protective of the feminine boy, but when the orphanage closed down he had to use the attraction to his advantage. It was about survival – dignity was lost a long time ago.
“You're still here? It must really be a slow night then,” one of the girls came over to him, her pale pink wings shimmering in the white light of the moon.
Baekhyun shrugged, “Some days are better than others I guess. Besides, not all nights are good for me.”
“Are you kidding? Your right wing is more beautiful than I am!” she teased him, pointing at his wings. They were the brightest shade of blue, with streaks of light purple running through the veins.
They were perfect for night light, playing off the darkness of the streets and the moonlight. That's what they all had did, and it was a trick he'd been taught a long time ago. If his wings caught the moonlight at just the right angle, they would shine so brightly that no one would be able to resist.
“Very funny, but there really isn't anyone out tonight,” Baekhyun sighed, looking around. Everyone who was out with him was still hanging around, bored and desperate. No clients meant no food, at this point they didn't even care about shelter. For most, just going with a client meant a bed for the night.
“Yah, I thought only female fairies had wings,” one of the newer girls called, and the first girl that spoke to Baekhyun frowned.
“Are you stupid or something? Of course some males have wings! There are different kinds of fairies you know. You're just jealous because he's prettier than you,” she stuck her tongue out, and the other girl let out a 'hmph!' before turning her back, her dull yellow wings fluttering in anger.
Before anyone could speak, some footsteps could be heard in the distance. It was clear that they were coming in their direction, so everyone got on their best behaviour. Girls started to check their makeup and boys made sure their hair was in place.
Baekhyun just waited.
There's no use in trying to gussy up, when they wanted you, they would take you no matter how pampered you looked. It was all about that first glance, that's why catching their eye with wings was important.
The first man spotted Baekhyun first, which was not surprising to anyone. Baekhyun always got the first of the night, it was like a routine. Everyone knew that they didn't have a chance until he was gone.
“How much?” he asked, keeping his voice low.
“Depends, what do you want?” Baekhyun asked casually, crossing his arms. He didn't look directly at the man, knowing it drove clients crazy when he didn't.
“The night?” he asked, looking around suspiciously. Baekhyun smirked and walked closer, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“$100 for the night. Take me home for one and it goes down to $50. Anything else is lower than that. So what are you into? Handjobs? Blowjobs? Or something else~?,” he whispered in his ear.
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