Guns & lap dances

5. Lap dance

Haechan was pacing around in his dressing room while the other three just observed amused. "I can't do this! He's too handsome!"

"Haechanie, don't worry. You are a natural. He's already whipped. All you have to do is go in there with your sass and shake your beautiful booty for 10 minutes and that's it, after that you can leave and go back home." Jaemin tried to cheer him up.

"Haechanie, you can do this. Fighting!!" Renjun encouraged him.

"Haechan, it's time. He's already in the room." Sicheng said. "Thank you again for this, I promise I will repay you"

"It's fine hyung. They are right, I can do this. Let's go." He answered determined.

"You two get ready. You are next. Your boyfriend has been waiting for you all night."

The pair giggled and headed to the stage. Right before entering the stage. Renjun whisper-screamed "Haechanie, good luck!"

Haechan felt his heart race. "I can do this". he told himself. "Everything is fine". He kept mumbling encouraging words to himself and before he knew it, he was standing in front of the door. He stood there, biting his lip, feeling more nervous than ever.

He couldn't keep avoiding it, so he took a few deep breaths. "You are Haechan, you can get whoever you want. You are a beautiful queen. Let's do this". He felt empowered so he decided to knock on the door before he backed out again.

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Music from the club resonated inside the room. Mark was waiting anxiously, fidgeting with Haechan's leather jacket that he still had. He was nervous, it had been a while since he had felt like this. "Calm down, he's just a random stripper" He told himself to get relaxed. It didn't work. So he looked around the room to distract himself.

Cherry Bomb was in the 52nd floor of a colossal glass building, so the walls were all gigantic see through windows. Mark looked outside the window and observed the city skyline. It was late at night, but the city seemed to be more alive than ever. Or maybe that was how he felt.

Mark sat in a fancy chair in the center of the room, facing those glass walls. The room was used for lap dances, but those dances often turned into something more, so there was king size bed on the right side of the room. Glued to the window, so you could have "fun" while looking at the view. And the rest of the room was decorated with shelves filled with toys to use by or on the clients.

Mark had been to numerous strip clubs, but nothing compared to the fanciness Cherry Bomb had. He wondered how many people with high profiles had been inside this walls. Probably a lot. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in!" He answered expectantly.

He saw as the beautiful boy entered the room sensually swaying his hips.

"Hi sir" he said walking seductively towards Mark.

Mark smirked, he liked his confidence. "Don't call me that princess, do I look that old?"

"You look old enough to know that unavailable things are unavailable for a reason". Haechan teased him as he sat sideways on Mark's lap. Mark didn't waste a second and grabbed the younger's hips.

"I'm sorry baby boy, I really wanted to see you privately."

Haechan squinted his eyes at him "Mmmm... I am not sure who you think you are or what kind of power you have over Sicheng hyung, but I am only doing this for him. Just so you know, this will be the first and only time I will be doing this."

"I am honored, baby boy". Haechan tried to not get affected by the nickname but he couldn't help but blush. Mark smirked when he saw those cute tinted cheeks.