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eight

After the boys copied Yoongi's homework, the bell rang and the boy was happy he could walk away from their taunting. He practically ran towards the classroom where he had his first class of the day. It was the one he had to share with his classmates and another class; the one where Taehyung and his friends were in. When Yoongi arrived at the room, he sat down and took off his jacket.

Taehyung walked into the room when Yoongi was bending down to take out his book from his backpack. That position made him see what kind of underwear the boy was wearing; red panties. "What a fucking gay slut." He muttered and walked to him, bent towards his ear and said, "Whore". Then he slipped a dollar bill in between the panties and his pale skin. He walked away as Yoongi sat straight up with a red face. He was so humiliated.

"Good one." Jimin laughed and wrapped an arm around Taehyung's neck. They all sat down at the back of the class. Why is it that the troublemakers always sit in the far back of the class? Yoongi still heard them laugh as he carefully got the dollar from his underwear, still with a flushed face. He put it in his pocket and got startled when a girl sat next to him while saying, "See it in a good way, the popular straight guy thinks your ass is worth money".

Yoongi looked at her with a weak smile, the girl smiling back at him. "Hey, I'm Axelle. Nice to meet you." She said and held out her hand, that Yoongi shook as soon as he saw how kind (and cool) she was. She had black hair and had a nice clothing style. She was wearing a long greenish-brown, kinda vintage, skirt with a band shirt and black platform shoes. "Yoongi," He told her and let go of her hand, adding "I love your outfit".

The teacher walked into the class and everyone stood up, greeting her and sitting back down. "Teachers really think they are superior." He heard Axelle whisper and he nodded in agreement. The class started and Yoongi was really glad that he got to know the girl because she is so funny and kind. He finally feels like he has a friend for the first time in his life.

School ended hours later, the pale boy told Axelle goodbye and "See you tomorrow". Then he started to walk towards home and when he got there, he quickly ate something, washed up and texted the guys that he was on the way. He left the house in a rush and got into a taxi that brought him to the club where his three housemates were. He stepped into the crowded atmosphere and went to the VIP area and looked for one of them. "Yoongi!" He heard Seokjin call and he turned around, seeing the tall man walking to him.

The man lead him to a room where Namjoon and Hoseok were sitting. The boy greeted them but they were busy; Hoseok was cleaning a revolver while Namjoon was sharpening one of his knives. "Hurry up, there is a client waiting for you." Namjoon told him in a stern way. "Yes, sir." Yoongi said and looked at Seokjin who handed him clothes. "Get changed and get in the room next to us, left." He said and sat down at the table where the other two sat, taking care of their weapons.

Yoongi looked at the clothes he was handed and bit his lip. While he was undressing, he asked "So what is this guy gonna be killed for?". Namjoon glanced at him, "The less you know, the better...and hurry up please". The younger nodded and got changed. He put some makeup on and checked his reflection in the mirror, he looked like an expensive prostitute. He was wearing lace stockings with black panties and a matching bra (he doesn't have boobs but it's cute). "You ready?" Hoseok asked him and Yoongi nodded in response, "yes".

This was how many nights were for him; he dressed up like a whore and got paid before he had sex with them. But they never get to the sex part since by then his three housemates stormed into the room to kill the man. Don't be mistaken though, they don't kill innocent men, they kill the ones that have done bad things to them or others. Yoongi is just a distraction so the three others can barge in and kill them. There was always a knife underneath the cushion of the bed in the room where Yoongi would meet his 'client', in case something would go wrong.

"Be sexy so we can kill that bastard." was the last thing he heard one of them say when he got out of the room. He walked towards the door he was assigned to, sighed and knocked on it. "Come in" He heard an old manly voice say and opened the door.

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I hope you liked this chapter as this one reveals what Yoongi actually does at night (;