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pynkgothicka · 1 year

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Synopsis - You go out to rockstar Agust D’s performance. But he gets one look at you and is hooked instantly.

Pairing - Dark! Yandere! Rockstar! Min Yoongi x Fem!Reader

Warnings - DUBCON, drug induced sex, acts of violence, gaslighting to the extreme, kinda kidnapping

Authors Note - As you can tell I'm writing for all the members lol, also sorry your mom sucks

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

He was so cool.

Agust D was performing right in front of you, the front row to his concert being the best view you could ever ask for. He was so passionate in his craft and you were entranced. All his songs showed the time and effort going into them and the fact that he loved performing them. Even if it was such a small venue and audience.

Hell you had to beg to even be allowed to go and you couldn't even be more happier if you tried.

Then he made eye contact with you. You could feel your breathing stop as he smiled and winked before continuing back to performing. God you could nearly faint.

The entire rest of the night you were filled with butterflies, Agust D noticed you of all people. Or maybe it was something he did with any girl he saw, and you were just blowing it out of proportion. Whatever it meant it didn't matter, you were going to ride that high all the way to the end.

By the time the concert ended and you could finally leave without being bombarded by a mass of people leaving at once you reached inside of your small crossbody bag to grab you phone. That was until you were interrupted by a hand touching your shoulder, making you jump.

You turned around to see a buff security guy with a clipboard in hand. “Ma'am, your wanted backstage.”

“Did I do something wrong!? I'm so sorry if I di-”

“None of the sort, actually Mister Agust wants to see you and I'm here to escort you there.” You darted your eyes all around before looking back up at the man.

“Is this like a prank?” You finally ask raising a brow.

“Nope. But I will say that we don't usually do this and to be honest this is my first time even seeing him request someone to be brought to him, so no. This is very much real.”

“Holy Shit! Do I just like- oh God!” You began to freak out fanning yourself with your hands as the guard laughed and smiled at you.

“It's okay ma'am follow me.”

🎸

And you did all the way until you reached a room with a shiny metal plate with the engravings Agust D dead in the center. The guy knocked for you a low hum being heard from the other side in response. “Hey, it's the girl you wanted to see. Do you want her now?”

“That's a dumb ass question, of course I do.”

That was him.

It was really him

The guard nodded at you and left leaving you to actually open the door. You hesitated the door handle wiggling in your grasp, and you took a deep breath before walking through the door.

He sat there in all his glory, on his couch messing with a guitar. Agust D… His orange hair fell, covering his eyes. The same ones that stared at you right now.

You found your hand going up to your hair and nervously played with it as he made his way over to you. It was a bad nervous tick you had and you couldn't stop it. “I love your music, so much Mr Agust D!” You finally pushed out all in a single rush of confidence.

“Call me Yoongi baby,” He got up from his position and put the guitar on it's stand before making his way over to you. He eyed you up and down, stopping whenever he stood right in front of you, his eyes looking into your own. You could see the sweat sticking his hair to his forehead. “God your even prettier up close.”

“You think I'm pretty?” You began freaking out again looking everywhere but him.

“Of course, you never heard that before?” He snickered out, still working on tuning his guitar. The way his hands moved, had you in a daze.

“No actually, and thank you.”

“Yeah,” He patted the empty spot on the couch next to him. “Come sit.” You moved to where you sat all the way to the other side of the couch making sure you didn't interfere with what he was doing. “I'm pretty sure your familiar with the fact that this is my last America show before I head back home right?”

“Yes of course!” You basically blurted out. You groaned before placing your head in your hands letting out a small sorry. Yoongi laughed, and you swore it was like bells chiming, the sound making your body heat up even more than it already was.

“And well I was going to leave as soon as possible cause y’know I wanna go home n shit. But, then I saw you tonight.”

“Me?” You added surprised, still not believing the situation you were in right now.

“Yup, you. With that pretty little lacey top. Anyways here I am thinking wow I really want to get to know this girl better, but I can't do that if I leave. And I decided, how about I just hang with you tonight?”

Yoongi was now looking directly at you. But if only he could see the inner turmoil you were experiencing right now. You had to get home and call your mom to pick you up, orrr you could spend your night with your idol and just get a ride with him later on.

God you were going to regret this.

“I would love too! Was that too loud?”

“No, not at all. It was adorable. Come on let's get the fuck out of here.”

🎸

Yoongi was so different from his persona.

He had taken you to a quiet late night dinner, letting you order whatever you wanted and more just to make you happy. This was drastically different from who he presented himself as on stage. But you loved the duality in it all. The entire time he would tell you about all his travels and what he's working on. And you listened to everything he said, his life being much more exciting than your own.

“Shit I've been talking about myself this entire time, I'm so sorry about that beautiful. Tell me about you.” Yoongi leaned back taking a sip of the coke he got for himself.

“Well um, I'm taking a gap year right now before I switch majors, so I'm working to make a little money for myself.” You spun your straw around in the milkshake be practically ordered for you. He said you deserved something sweet in your life, and that it was his treat. Honestly it was one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for you. “I'm staying with my mom until I get things straightened out with buying my own space. And that's really it honestly.”

“So no like real friends or anything?” Yoongi asked sitting back up to lean on the counter.

“Nope.”

“Well take it from me, you deserve more in life.” Yoongi placed down his drink. “No one really deserves to be alone like that.”

You looked away giving a small smile. “Thank you Yoongi. You know I never expected to be hanging out with you tonight. Your world is so different than mine. I usually have just sit at home and done nothing. So I think what I'm trying to say is thank you for taking me out.

“It was no problem, I enjoy hanging out with you. Plus it's just a bonus your cute.”

“Pshh stop it, there's so many other choices.” You downplayed his attraction to you, he shouldn't try to even say things like that.

“Yeah but I choose you. And there's no changing that.” He took out a sharpie and took your arm, slowly beginning to write. When he was done you saw he had written his number down your arm. You smiled at him and he gave a even wider one back, showing his gums. “It's pretty late, let me get you home. Plus I got a flight to catch tomorrow.”

🎸

Sneaking into your house was harder than you thought for as soon as you stepped into the door your mom was in the kitchen, with the lights on eyeing you like a hawk.

“How did you get home?” She questioned bluntly.

“A friend got me, the traffic was horrible."

“Don't lie to me. Your friends are all home and no where near here. So. Let me ask you again. How did you get home?”

“I walked.”

“At this time of night?! Do you know what the fuck could've happened. You could've gotten hurt, I could've lost you.” She lamented. Her hands slammed into the table in frustration. Yet you just kept quiet and refused to look at her. “Oh now you got that dumbass look on yo face like you did nothing wrong.”

“Okay.”

That's all you had to say. It's all you could muster to say. Then you turned around start heading to your room down the hall. All while she kept yelling at you for god knows what. You refused to let her see you cry, she can't have that power over you.

🎸

The next few weeks of your life couldn't be more perfect. You spent every waking minute talking to Yoongi. He'd constantly show you what he'd been working on and his friends back in Korea.

He even called you every night.

“Baby I want to get you over here immediately.” He'd said one night while you got ready for bed.

“Yoongiii you know I can't do that. My mom won't even allow me to go on a vacation in America on my own.” This was a frequent topic of conversation for the two of you. He had wanted you over with him so bad. The thing is that the two of you aren't even a thing yet. For all you know, your just friends.

“Well I miss you, and I don't have another break in another week or or so.” Yoongi groaned out. “A week is pretty long to me atleast.”

“Oh you can wait a week. Then you can come visit and we can hang out again.” You hoped he didn't put that much thought into your dismissiveness.

“Fine, only because it's you.”

“I'm going to have to like beg my mom to let me out the house again on my own.” You say looking behind you. The door was closed, which meant she probably wouldn't barge in your room and hear what you were saying.

“Aren't you a grown woman? Why does she care what you, as a grown woman now, does?” Yoongi did have a point. You were 19, and honestly you wouldn't say that's a reasonable age to refered to as a grown woman. But still he had a point.

“I mean yeah, I just don't want to severe that connection to her.”

“Yeah but she walks all over you, I just want you to be alright that's all. You know I care about you.”

That could've made you faint with how hard you were swooning. You made a mhmm noise before going silent, maybe you could put some thought into cutting off that tie with your mom.

🎸

As you were getting ready for bed about a week or two later a knock resounded at your window. You walked over and opened the blinds seeing Yoongi. In his iconic leather jacket and black pants. You jumped back, you weren't expecting that at all. You opened the window allowing him to crawl in. “Wow your room is more cozy that I'd expect. Anyways get some clothes on, I got a room somewhere and we're going out.”

“But my mom!?” You whisper yelled.

“Fuck her! I came all this way for you. That means your important to me. Which also means that god damnit we're hanging out tonight!”

“I can't say no to do that I guess.” You slipped on a jacket and a pair of boots. “But we can't go out the front door, Jesus I haven't snuck out since like ever.”

“That was never my plan, we're going out the window.” Yoongi hopped out reaching his hand out to take yours, pulling you out. Your hands held the glass and you slid it down the furthest it would go. That was until you were interrupted by Yoongi pulling you to a motorbike. “I rented it out just for you, I have way more at home. I also just wanted to scare you a bit.”

“Ahh. I'm so scared. Let's go before she looks out the window.”

“Fine fine, hop on.”

🎸

You'd been in his hotel room for quiet a bit by now, just chilling with your idol. It was strange, this was a scenario you could only dream about. Yet it was now your reality, his arm around your waist pulling you in close to him on the couch.

“Can I let you in on a little secret?” Yoongi moved to where his lips brushed over your ears. You nodded. “I've wanted you so bad ever since I saw you during my set baby.” The way he let the word baby run off his tongue. Your panties instantly got damp. “Would you let me have you?”

“I umm. I haven't done that type of stuff before. I'm still a virgin- Plus I don't want to just be a one night stand thing…”

”Oh so that's the issue… shhhh don't worry, I’m not going to leave you high and dry, haven’t you always wanted to sleep with a rock star? Sleep with me?” Yoongis hand trailed down your chin his smile growing on his face. His thumb pushed down on your bottom lip.

You nodded shyly, watching Yoongi lean in, connecting both of your lips together. You hummed into the kiss, melting instantly. He wrapped both of his arms around your waist pulling you in even closer, both of your bodies heating the room instantly. He pulled away going to latch himself onto your neck, leaving a dark purple mark as he pulled away. “Take off everything, I want to see you.” Yoongi whispered huskily leaning back into the couch. You worked on taking off your clothes standing up to get everything off. Yoongi picked up one of his half burnt blunt and took a deep breath in, smoke billowing out of his mouth. Earlier he'd had this big smoke fest and you could've swore you were contact high at some point.

At this point you were fully naked and were just watching Yoongi slowly take off his shirt and jeans, only leaving himself in a pair of Calvin Kelin boxers, showing his dick imprint. He raised his hand motioning you over, and you did, almost in a trance as he took another hit groaning into the blunt itself. He grabbed your hand pulling you down on the couch and kissed you, pushing smoke into your mouth. You choked and gagged on the secondhand smoke, the experience burning your throat raw. You jerked away coughing harshly, yet Yoongi smirked at you setting the blunt on a ashtray nearby.

“Fuck that hurt huh? I'm sorry baby…” Yoongi said half dazed. “Pull off my boxers baby, I need to feel you.” You stopped heaving to go for Yoongis boxers, collapsing on the floor in front of him. Your knees bruised on impact making you hiss, your fingers hooking onto the band and you slowly pulled them down. His tip was flushed red and pre leaked down his length. Yoongi looked back down at you, hand reaching out to let your head. “Suck it baby.”

“I-I’ve never done this before…”

“That's alright, I can teach you. Wouldn't you like that?”

“Mmm…”

“Kiss the tip.” You reached up and kissed the head of his cock slowly. Yoongi hissed and moaned out his grip on your hair tightened. “Like that, just like that…” The whole experience felt weird, this isn't something that you usually do, your mom for starters wouldn't like this. Yet here you were in front of your dream man and you couldn't feel anything but a harsh distinction from your normal self. Yoongi pulled your hair snapping you out the mindless set of kisses you gave him. “Hey, Hey not to much, now lick the underside, then take it into your mouth.”

“Yoongi, I don't know about this… My mom doesn't even know that I'm out right now.” Yoongis hands went to your cheeks lifting your head up and bringing his down.

“You want this don't you. Don't you want me?”

“I'm just saying-”

“Don't question this, don't question what's destiny baby.” Yoongi let you go grabbing the blunt again. He took a deep puff and blew it on the top of your head, afterwards leaning down and planting a small kiss to the top of your head. Your hands trembled as you took him by the base of his length and licked the underside of his cock. Yoongi groaned and you kept going licking up pre and swirling your tongue around his head. You took a break and came for air. Then you began to take him down your throat. You instantly gagged but Yoongi held your head down, and began to fuck your face feverishly.

You began to beat on his thighs, looking down and seeing bruises beginning to form. But he just kept groaning and fucking your face. “I'm about to cum! I'm gonna fill that fucking face.” And he did, cum shooting down your throat. You pulled off your mouth having a weird cloud like feeling to it. The slime coated your tongue and you tried to scrape the feeling with your teeth. But Yoongi gave you no time to recuperate as he pulls you up by your underarms. He sat you next to him on the couch. His hand sat on your thigh and he leaned over to sit his head on your thighs. Moving your thighs and moved your body to be fully on the couch. He pulled your thighs apart and kissed on them feverishly.

“If I got to cum you gotta cum too baby… I want you to be just as happy as me. Plus I just love eating pussy.” He then dug his face in-between your thighs, kissing and sucking at your bud. You gasped out and bit down on your forearm, trying to keep quiet. But Yoongi looked up and grabbed at you, pulling the arm away. “Make all the noise you want, show me how good I make you feel.” He got back to work and groaned into your cunt. You could feel his tongue prod at your hole, beginning to tongue fuck you. His hands came to rub at your bud pushing you close to your release.

“Yoongi! I'm… I'm gonna-”

“Do it, do it for me.” Yoongi ordered sitting up to look deep into your eyes, his hand pressing down on your mound. You followed close in release, cumming all over his hand. Yoongi brought his hand to his mouth licking at your juices. “Fuck that tastes good.” Yoongi leaned down kissing you again and you looked past his head and saw the clock. It was damn near 2 in the morning. Your mom would definitely realize that you were gone but now.

“I have to get home, probably already knows I snuck out.” By reaching for your phone and looking at all the missed calls and texts from your mother.

Mom: Where are you honey?

Mom: Are you somewhere the house?

Mom: I know you snuck out, you left a damn crack in that window.

Mom: Pick up. The phone.

Mom: I'm not in the mood to play with you.

You freaked out even more slipping on your bra and dropping your phone. “I even smell like sex! I'm-” Tears welled up in your eyes. “She's going to kill me! I don't want to- want to-” You could barely finish your sentence.

“You don't have to go.”

“What… what are you even-”

“You can stay with me, think about it. Free of worries. Hanging with a Rock Star… Don't you want that? You've been wanting that. You told me, you want freedom.” Yoongi only slipped on his boxers and a robe he has strewn out in the room. He made his way over to your worried form. His hands massaged at your shoulders, head falling onto your shoulder. “I have everything ready, I just need your say so.”

He kissed your cheek and and his hands felt at your hips. “Really? You'd do that for me?”

“Really… baby I love you so much all I want is to live with you. Breathe in you. I want you so bad I want to die with you.” Yoongi whispered into your ear. “All that time you spent talking to me I've only fallen further and further in love with you.” He smiled continuing to kiss at your neck.

“I… I guess.”

“Then stop worrying baby, I'm here for you, I'll always be here for you.” Yoongi smiled at you popping off your bra once more. He reached around and gave you his jacket, motioning for you to get back on the couch. In which you did, the stress immediately coming off your back.

Maybe all you had to do was let him take the wheel for once.

🎸

At the airport you stood with Yoongi waiting for his private flight. He kept you close, hand around your waist every once and a while kissing the top of your head.

Yoongi couldn't be more happier. This was such a blissful peace. But his phone rang in his pocket disrupting that peace. “Yes?”

“It's been done boss, no trace of her or her mother.”

“Both are gone, never to be traced again?”

“Yes sir.”

“Thanks knew I could trust you guys.” Yoongi hung up tending back to you.

“Who was that?” You asked.

“Nothing you gotta worry that sweet little head about. Now come on we're going to be late for our flight.”

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btskitten7 · 8 months

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Gentlemen's Club: Introduction

ship: ot7 x dancer!reader

au/genre: sex worker au

rating: M (this will explore darker themes please read at your own discretion)

wc: 1.5k

chapter warnings: dark themes, drug mentions, obsessive nature, drunk assholes. Took a terrible job offer all because your parents couldn't pay up and now you are stuck there.

Summary: You start off as a dancer/bartender until your bosses realize that you are the most popular woman there and bring in the most money. It's even better when you catch the eye of the 5 richest men in Korea. It's a hard job luckily for you, the men in your life wouldn't do a thing to hurt you. Even if they have dark secrets and simply use you as an escape.

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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛

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" 𝐓𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞"

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧, 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬.

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 - Under any circumstances are you to talk back to any love(s) or higher-up 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 - no disrespect of any form,(eye rolling, sucking teeth, ignoring etc) will be tolerated 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟑(𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬): 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬. -We take the time to train our ladies perfectly for your pleasure. Respect them 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫: 𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝. -If a love requests you to fulfill a kink/task, you must do it. No question asked

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐧𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝. - We'll state this again. You do everything that you are told the first time. No one should have to talk to you more than once. You are told to do something. You do it.

𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔...𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇...

"Another day in this hell hole" you whispered to yourself. It's been years of this so-called life you are now forced to call home. Never in a million years did you think your life would result in this.

Being forced to perform sexual acts all because your family couldn't pay back alone that was given way before you were even born. Hell, even thought about. Thankfully, they hadn't made you do anything you weren't ready for before you turned 18.

Your childhood wasn't complete shit like your adulthood was. You never knew who your real parents were but knowing what you know now, you didn't care to ever meet them. You never knew that you were "sold", you thought all the other children you grew up with were your siblings and a product of two people who loved each other dearly. You never felt you were in danger, and rightfully so.

If you had felt just a bit of uncomfortableness, you would find your way out of this hell hole. Sometimes...you wish you did. You wish you felt uncomfortable or just had seen the fake love and comfort you did feel, so maybe. Just maybe, you could have gotten out of this before it got too deep.

But you didn't. To be fair, you were a baby, just an innocent child. There is nothing that you could have done.

Although it sounds horrible, you were blessed enough to have really sweet clients. They never hurt you and if you weren't feeling up to having sex, they never forced you. They just sit there with you and talk. Most of the time that was all they wanted. The sex with them wasn't bad either so you could hardly complain.

It just sucked that you couldn't leave this life even if you wanted to.

Hearing a knock on your door followed by a soft voice you heard every day was the same voice that was a voice of reason. It comforts you so much. "Princess, it's time to get ready." You sighed softly grabbing your silk robe and placing it on. You looked at yourself one more time. Your hair was perfect, your makeup was perfect, your body was perfect. But your heart was broken. You were broken. Some of the things you've encountered here before meeting your clients, you will never recover from.

Luckily, that hasn't happened in a long time.

Spraying a few sprays of your perfume, you gave yourself a few words of encouragement before opening the door, revealing the two men who make things a bit better for you. Jimin and Jungkook. They're your protectors. Something that each girl receives when she gets transferred over from the starting house. Normally, you just get one. But you? You were special to the club. They couldn't let anything happen to their money maker. So you got two. They're given because some of the clientele that comes sometimes get a little bit...obsessed.

You are considered objects, yes, but you belong to one couple, therefore you can't be disrespected by anyone other than the punisher. You hardly ever saw the punisher, thankfully. The punisher is the one that does the obvious... punish you. There are rules that you must recite every night before you go and make your rounds, you must follow them. If and for any reason, any love or higher-up feels that you broke these rules, you will be punished and your protector cannot protect you.

"Are you ready princess?" Jungkook asked. You nodded slowly. You're never ready but you've trained yourself to prepare yourself as must as you could. "Let's get this show on the road kitten," Jimin said holding your right arm while Jungkook was holding the left.

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The club was full of idols, TV hosts, producers, and almost every famous name. This club is hard to get into. You have to be well respected and trusted to participate. Anyone less than celebrity status or wealth status cannot enter the club, even as a plus one. People that have nothing to lose will easily bring this organization down and we can't have that.

You headed to the front of the club alongside Jungkook, Jimin, and the other girls and their protectors. You stood out. Everyone else had one protector or they'll only be booked once maybe twice a week, maybe even once a month. You were racking in clientele every night. Great for the club but horrible for you.

You were the club's prized possession. You made 30% of it's income on your own. You were held to a high standard, a standard that you didn't necessarily want. They were more harder on you when you didn't want to work, or wanted to take a simple break.

"Please state the rules, of the club loudly and clearly." The masked man said standing in front of you all. Jungkook rolled his eyes. The rules fell off of the mouths that filled the club. To the mask man's pleasure, he nodded and continued. "Tonight's a big night. We have some fresh faces as well as some new ones. Make me money" he said opening the curtains and allowing the ladies to make their rounds.

Looking over at you, "You know you're respected spot, get to it" he said. You nodded and headed to a pedestal that was located at the right of the club. Far off in the back.

You get "booked" differently. While other girls have to get the love to come to them, you were specially booked. For one to book you, they must pay upfront before the appointment even starts. They have to ask you by name. Which is pretty hard to obtain, but several men have gotten that far.

Tonight will be a pretty soft night for you. Thankfully.

Seokjin entered the club, with a once-track mind.

Headed to your private room, he dodged every female that came his way. Finally reaching your room. He was immediately stopped by Jimin and Jungkook. "Do you have an appointment tonight?" Jimin asked. Seokjin sighed.

"I come every other night at this time, you should know this by now.."

"Doesn't matter, you know you need an appointment each time." Jungkook snapped. You sighed. "It's okay guys, let him though." You said touching their shoulders before taking Seokjin's hand and pulling him inside......

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