Gentlemen’s Club
ꔫ ship: ot7 x dancer!reader
ꔫ au/genre: sex worker/private dancer au; dark romance
ꔫ rating: M (this will explore darker themes please read at your own discretion. Take care of yourself.)
ꔫ wc: 3.2k
ꔫ chapter warnings: dark themes, drug mentions, obsessive nature, drunk assholes. drug mentions, obsessive nature, drunk assholes. Seokjinie gots secrets and Jimin makes you feel a little better about tonight. Fucked up management. Powertrip bosses. Unwanted touching. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. (all chapters)
ꔫ 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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Yoongi left the building without a word to anyone. Like normal.
He had been working for 12 hours straight and he was dying to have some sort of relaxation for himself. He’s been working on countless songs and producing them for himself as well for his clients, his days slowly began running into each other. Each day looked the same. He woke up at the same time, ate at the same time.
He damn near breathed at the same time.
Other than his craft, he really didn’t have much to do.
He really didn’t care for anyone. He didn’t hate anyone nor did he go around being an asshole either. But he also didn’t like anyone nor did he care for anyone. It didn’t bother him if people came or went. It made it no different for him. He didn’t try to make friendships or get into relationships. He never invited anyone out nor did he answer any invitations he received. He had all his focus on his work, he didn’t have time to add other people’s problems to his own.
He was born alone and he’ll die alone.
But that didn’t mean he never had fun.
He liked clubs and bars. He liked the music and he loved the liquor. He found himself going every week but only once or twice, not too often. He’d never gone to the same club or bar twice. It was for any reason in particular, it’s just because he’d get bored easily if he always went to the same place. As of late, he found joy in going to the Gentlemen’s Club and even started going regularly. He would come just for the drinks and to sometimes watch the pretty dancers that would prance on by, but he wasn’t interested in becoming a lover.
He wasn’t desperate for sex and if he was, he didn’t have to pay for it to get it.No pussy was that fucking good. He kept coming back because he liked the fact that no one threw themselves onto him. No one tried to force him into anything, they just allowed him to vibe. Especially on the days he didn’t want to be bothered.
Until you came by and caught his eye. You were sitting in the far corner of the club with two men standing in front of you while all the others had just one. You were dressed in gold, almost royal like. He was stunned by how beautiful you were and how you carried yourself. He thought that was interesting, he wanted to know what made you special? He realized you kept your head and didn’t speak to anyone.
He figured out soon after that you worked for the club and just what type of club this was.
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Finally reaching his car, getting in and pressing the button to start his car, he let out a sigh of relief when the warm air hit his ice cold body. He adjusted the heat a bit more to his satisfaction and held his hands in front of the vents that pushed the heat out. He sat there for 10 minutes, just soaking in the warm air the cold stripped from him while walking to his car. He began to drive through the quiet street and to his home when he decided to swing by the club tonight to see you. He was giving himself a few days off so why not go spend a few hours with you? He already came to see you twice this week like he normally does but one more night can’t be any trouble.
Once he was pulled into his driveway, he reached over to retrieve his bag. Heading into his home, he went straight to his room and took a shower. After he was done with his shower, he loosely wrapped his towel around his waist. He ran his digits through his wet hair as he entered his room. As he looked around for a fit to throw on he imagined the way your fingers ran through his hair when he ate you a little too good for you to handle. A small chuckle fell from his lips at the thought when his at home assistant walked in. His smile faded as his eyes met with hers, he nodded his head towards her telling her to speak. She straightened her body and tried to calm her nerves before speaking. “M-Min Yeona is asleep now sir.” Yoongi’s heart fluttered hearing her name. His heart became warm and his face was soft. She was the only one that had Yoongi’s heart, she was the only one that Yoongi fell victim to.
“How is she doing? I know that she wasn’t feeling well when I left this morning.”
“She’s feeling much better sir, she was able to keep her food down today. She had a really good nap as well today, so I think she’ll be feeling good soon.”
Yoongi smirked to himself and got dressed, not caring to cover himself from his assistant. Her cheeks blushed red as she tried her hardest to keep her eyes off of her boss. He was everything she ever wanted in a man. He was successful and handsome, smart and strong, the only thing he was missing was his connection to his emotional side.
After finishing up, he headed out, walked past his assistant and headed towards Min Yeona’s room as he finished putting on his watch. He opened her door and softly peaked in. Yeona was tucked in and sleeping peacefully. Yoongi watched her head rest on her pink pillow and her chest slowly rise and fall again. She softly shifted in her sleep, knocking her soft and fluffy bear onto the floor. A smile fell onto his lips, he headed over to the side of her bed to pick up the bear.
Once he had it in his hands, he placed it right back in between her arms and kissed her hand sweetly. She snuggled the bear close and nuzzled her face into its neck.
“Goodnight , my sweet princess. Please get well for me. I need you well” he sighed, pressing his lips against her head. He looked at the time and stood, heading back to the door. The moment his hand touched the door knob he heard the bed slight shift and a small yawn followed by a gentle
“Daddy?”
Yeona had sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes softly looking over to her father. Yoongi smiled as he closed the door back and walked back to her. He sat on her bed and immediately she climbed into his lap and cuddled her daddy.
“Princess,” he started, “You weren’t sleeping, were you?” he asked, seeing the paused movie on her ipad next to her pillow. Her cheeks tinted red as she hid her face in Yoongi’s jacket. A small chuckle left his lips as he looked down at her.
“I couldn’t sleep, I-I wanted to watch a movie and-and say hi to you..” She said cutely, “I didn’t see you all day”
“Daddy was working, but he won't work tomorrow. We’re going to have some fun.”
Yeona sat up with the biggest smile on her face, “Really daddy? Really? Just you and me?”
“Just you and me princess. Daddy will take you anywhere you want to go. But you need to get some rest. We’re going to be gone all day” he smiled.
Yeona quickly hopped out of Yoongi’s arms and back into her bed, getting under the covers.
“Goodnight daddy!” she said, cuddling her bear once again.
Yoongi chuckled and kissed her head again, taking her ipad from her pillow, placing it back on the charger before heading to the door leaving it cracked slightly, so his assistant could hear if Yeona needed anything. He looked over to his assistant and advised her to keep a close eye on her throughout the night.
“I should be back in a couple hours but for whatever reason you need me, call me”
“Yes sir”
Yoongi nodded and left his home.
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You were cleaning your room for your next Love when you heard the door open. The cold air and strong smell of booze enter the room along with Jimin. You looked over to him with a sad look on your face. You wanted to speak to him about why The Lady wanted to speak with him and what had happened, but you knew better to bring it up with Jimin.
“Are you ready for your next Love, princess?” he said, closing the door behind him. You sighed and nodded.
“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess.”
Jimin nodded. He headed over to you and pressed his lips against your forehead, and just for a moment, you felt safe.
“Just this last one for tonight. We’re closing early tonight for some reason. You have some free time tomorrow right?”
“I do but you know how that goes. Things could change. Are you okay Min? I know you don’t like talking about it but I just-” He lifted his hand before resting it on your cheek. His thumb slowly creased your cheek and he placed his forehead on yours. You sighed and held his hand against your face.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. This is nothing new to me.”
Your heart ached for Jimin. You had been through this for a while yourself but you know that Jimin has been through this much longer, he’s seen many people come and go.
You both protected each other as much as you could, even though it was mainly him protecting you and you were just supporting him.
“Min Yoongi is here and he’s waiting for you. I’ll leave you to it. If you need anything, Jungkook and I will be right outside like we always are.”
He kissed your head again before leaving the room to which Kook popped his head in and gave you a bright smile before Jimin threw him back out to close the door. You smiled softly as you got the room ready for Yoongi. He’s not much of a talker but he does love hard liquor. So you always tried to have some on hand for when he comes by.
“Hello darling”
You turned to look at Yoongi. A small smile appeared on your face. He closed the door behind him, slowly making his way to you. His demeanor always drove you crazy, he always carried himself with high class and dignity.
“What brings you here tonight? You usually don’t make surprise visits like this” You spoke, filling his glass with a special edition cognac, on the rocks, Just like he likes it. Pouring yourself a glass as well, you took them both and sat on Yoongi’s lap, handing him his own glass.
Yoongi’s arm wrapped around your waist, rubbing your exposed thigh and taking his first sip of the night. The smooth and sharp liquor set Yoongi at ease, he was particularly stressed or anything but he could always use a drink.
“I’m taking some time off from work for personal reasons, I thought I should stop by more often. That’s okay with you, right Kitten?” he wasn’t asking you, he was more like telling you. Either way, you didn’t mind seeing him.
“Of course, you know I’ll never tell you no.” you smiled softly, taking a sip of your own glass.
Yoongi watched as you drank the liquor. He watched the lump in your throat as you swallowed. He watched you lick the escaping liquid fall from your mouth as you were drinking. He imagined that liquid being his hot cum dripping from your mouth after you sucked him off. He imagines you looking up at him, mouth full of his cum, smirking as you swallow every drop like the good girl you are for him.
He was getting work up and he hadn’t given you orders yet. Honestly, he didn’t know what he wanted from you tonight. Half of him wanted to make love to you while the other wanted to use you like his little play thing. Yoongi brought his glass back to his lips as he continued to eye you down.
“Everything okay, Yoongi?” you asked, feeling his eyes burn a hole in your neck. Yoongi usually tells you what he wants from you the moment he steps foot though your door, but today, he didn’t. It wasn’t uncomfortable but it made you wonder if he was alright.
“Everything is perfectly okay, just wondering how a pretty girl like yourself can get into some mess like this.” Yoongi said, setting the glass on his knee as his fingers that were around your waist gently moved to your thigh, creasing it softly. You froze at the sudden curiosity.
“Oh...well I wanted to be here. The pay is nice and the hours are...long but they supply your every need.” you lied, something you found yourself doing often when it came to this. Yoongi didn’t buy it.
“Sorry Kitten, you aren’t a great liar like you think you are. I doubt you really want to be here”
You looked from your glass and at Yoongi. His eyes were no longer on his own glass but they were looking directly at yours. Many thoughts were running through your head, too many to count. ‘Why was Min Yoongi all of a sudden curious about your lifestyle?’ ‘Has he heard something from somewhere?’
Or worse. Has he become an investor?
“What’s with the sudden questions Yoongi” you ask sternly. His eyes soften a bit.
He didn’t mean to offend you, he was just curious.
“Just wondering. From the beginning of time, or at least since the time I’ve seen you, you’ve been held to a higher standard compared to the others. You have your own private room, two annoying guards, you only have 5 steady clients while others take on God knows how many, but yet you’re like a prized possession around here. If you told me it was because of your pussy, I’ll believe you, but there’s something that’s telling me that it’s more than just that.” he started, “You don’t have to go in detail, I’m not sure if I care enough to know but if you tell me, I’ll listen.” he finished.
You had half the mind to tell him the truth but you knew better. This wasn’t just about you but also the people you needed to protect. Instantly, Jimin and Jungkook flooded your mind.
“Some days, I don’t want to be here, but that’s like any job. Unfortunately, even if I wanted to leave, I’m not in the position to leave.” You half admitted.
The truth is, you could leave anytime you wanted.
But if you left, both Jungkook and Jimin’s fate will be sealed right along with yours. You’ll easily become prey that’s being hunted. You didn’t care about what happened to you but you couldn’t dream of what could possibly happen to them if you did leave.
Yoongi nodded understanding where you were coming from. He too could leave any time he wanted, but he had things he had to protect. Beyond his music, beyond his career or his title.
He could meet the same fate, not again. He was given a second chance and he wasn’t going to fuck that up.
“I get it, you don’t have to go any further. Just wondering.” he said looking over at you.
Yoongi wanted to know more but from the look on your face he knew better not to probe anymore.
Jimin and Jungkook heard the conversion from their ear pieces that connected to the mics in your room. It was one of the fucked up things this place did to keep their objects in check. Jungkook was lost while Jimin was conflicted.
“Aren’t they supposed to be fucking, why is he asking Princess for her whole life story?” Jungkook asked, clearly annoyed. Jimin shrugged his shoulders.
“I have no clue, he usually doesn’t speak much. At least not about personal things pertaining to Y/n anyway.” Jimin said.
“Should we remind him that he needs to do what he came to do?” Jungkook asked, not really sure how to word the question without sounding disrespectful. Jimin shook his head.
“He paid for that session, so if he wants to spend it talking, that’s on him. We just need to make sure he stays on his own time” he said. Jungkook nodded and kept his eyes on the clock.
Meanwhile , there was another who was curious about you.
ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ
𝗿𝗼•𝗺𝗮𝗻•𝘁𝗶𝗰
/rōˈman(t)ik/
adjective
1.
conducive to or characterized by the expression of 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲.
•(of a person) readily demonstrating feelings of love
◦relating to 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 or to 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 relationships.
•name: ᴋɪᴍ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ
•age:26
•occupation: ᴛᴠ ʜᴏsᴛ
Personality: ɢɪᴅᴅʏ, sᴍᴀʀᴛ, sʜʏ
Namjoon always wondered why you would do such a job like this one. He reported many young women who end up seriously hurt in this line of business everyday. It would kill him to have to be the one to report something happening to you.
Every time he walked into work, he prayed he didn’t hear anything happened to you. Just like now. He was doing the late night report. He normally does the mornings and weekends but he was asked to do the nightly as well, just to fill in while the normal report tended to his wife and newborn.
Sipping on his freshly made coffee the moment he dreaded finally came. The assistant walked over and handed him the nightly report and as always Joon’s eyes landed on the crime section. He scanned the various names, looking for yours, relieved that he didn’t find yours. Sitting back in the chair as he got his hair and makeup done, he looked over the reports as he got a text.
“Just because you changed your lifestyle and place of business, don’t mean you aren’t the same ole’ Joon. A zebra can’t change it’s stripes and you can’t teach an old dog...new tricks”
While the number was unknown, he knew exactly who was texting him. The same person he’s been trying to get rid of for years. Namjoon’s face fell which didn’t go unnoticed by the makeup artist.
“You alright? Is it too much?” She asked, referring to his hair that she fluffed for tonight’s broadcast. Slipping back out of his mind and back into reality, he smiled.
“I’m okay and I think it looks fine Sunni” he said nodding. Before he could lock his phone back to focus on his work, another text registered “I guess this is something you’ve gotten used to doing. Biting the hands that feed you, leaving the ones that were always there for you high and dry. You are now doing me like you did our poor little sister.”
Joon’s heart damn near stopped. He hadn’t thought about that night in over 10 years ago. He told himself he wasn’t going to respond again. “I was fucking 16, there was nothing I could have done. I told her not to leave. I told her not to follow me” he texted before locking his phone. Tears were threatening to leave his eyes as he thought about that night once again.
His whole world stopped. He promised never to speak of that night nor what happened ever again. Another text registered, this time in a different tune.
“Then right your wrongs Joon, do what’s right. Come back what you really know, what you really are. Who you really are.”
I wrote this years ago on twt! I just wanted to share here. It's still one of my faves I just don't have the will to comb through it! SORRY </3
