work buddies || Dasom & Kyuhyun
The night seemed to be never-ending, with all the guests that Dasom had to host. As she looked at the time from her phone, she let out a small sigh, still having two more hours of working before her shift ends. With the manager speaking to her about an important guest, she would have to behave herself and play nicely, as it wasn't usually her that hosted such a visitor.
Walking towards the VIP section, and entering the room, her full smile was out, introducing herself to well-dressed man, sitting alone at the plushy, red love seat.
He seemed to be decent, wearing expensive brand clothing that covered him from the head, with those sunglasses, to the toes, with the polished, black, leather loafers.
"Not bad." Dasom thought to herself, doing her usual run-through of her guests to the 'important' man.
"It's nice to meet you. My name is Summer." Of course, she would have to change her name. If her father found out that she was working at a club, her life would be over, and so would his. The Prime Minister's daughter working at a club as a hostess? Her face would cover every newspaper, before she could even wake up the next day.
Working at the club was fun, and she got to meet a few cool people, so she decided to go through with it. The job wasn't that hard either, all she had to do was talk to the guests, really. Talk to them, pour them drinks, ask them what's bothering them. It was like a shrink session, but interesting.
"Should we order some food and drinks?" Dasom smiled, cutting the man off from his boring work story. "I'm kind of getting hungry." she pouted, trying to look cute, that never seemed to fail at any of her guests.
"Oh, shall we?" he asked, treating her like a little kid, as he squeezed her thigh gently.
It caught Dasom off-guard the first time. Usually, the guests were never supposed to touch the hosts or hostesses in that kind of manner, or so she thought.
As she waited for the food to come, there had been many occurrences of the man touching her inappropriately, but Dasom couldn't find any words to say. Her manager had warned her to behave and treat the guest well, since he was very important to the club.
Dasom was glad when the door opened, hoping the man would take his hands off her shoulders, as he played with her hair. But, he seemed to be unswayed.
"Should we eat, Summer?" he whispered into her ears, his other hand finding its way back to her thighs, but this time caressing it, as his face moved in closer.
This time she was really going to say something, but the sound of the metal platter hitting floor surprised her, making her look up to waiter that was supposed to serve them.
Dasom looked away in embarrassment, as the man distanced himself with a bothered look, glaring at the waiter.
If only it was anyone else but Kyuhyun. He was like an older brother to her, always treating her nicely as they worked. She couldn't believe he just witnessed a sleazy man trying to harass her.
Before she knew it, things got a little out of hand, as she stared at the scene happening in front of her.