Loud music was blasting through the speakers, lulling the audience into the sensual atmosphere the club was known for. A year ago, a high class strip club had opened at one of the top locations in Gangnam and its ever growing reputation earned them a lot of money since then.
It was the first time Daehyun visited this club, following the invitation of his friend Himchan who had planned to celebrate their friend Junhong's coming of age in a proper way. Daehyun had always imagined such kind of clubs to be uncomfortable with a crowd of horny guys who couldn't keep it in their pants. But he was pleasantly surprised that the people were all dressed nicely and the general mood was cheerful and excited, it was probably the high price and dress code that kept troublesome people outside.
There were 4 shows that night, 2 of them with female dancers for the male crowd and 2 of them with male dancers for the ladies. A large stage formed in the shape of a double T was in the middle of the club, allowing the audience to pick their favourite spot around it. The show would start in a few minutes and Himchan, Junhong and Daehyun were able to find a space somewhere in the middle where they were able to overview most parts of the stage even though they were not too close to it.
The lights dimmed until the purplish-blue lights illuminating the stage were the only source of light. A new song started to play and the dancers came out, walking seductively over the stage until they arrived at their respective spots. They were pretty, one looked better than the other and Daehyun wasn't sure which one he wanted to focus on. Next to him, Junhong already started cheering for the lady with long curled hair and long and slim legs. He had a good taste, Daehyun thought and focused on her too, she was a good dancer with curves at the right places.
Someone rushed past Daehyun, blocking his view for a short moment and Daehyun already felt anger bubbling up in his guts when he noticed that it was just one of the waiters. Said waiter stopped at a table just a few meters away from them, unloading the tray he had carried. Immediately Daehyun noticed the nice round butt, even in the darkness. The waiter turned around, with his looks he could definitely be on the stage as well as one of the male dancers.
He had dark hair that was styled to show his forehead, pale and smooth looking skin that made Daehyun's mouth water, especially the waiter's chest that was partly on display because his white button-up shirt was almost half open. Tight black leather pants were hugging the slender legs, allowing everyone to drool over the muscular thighs. Without realizing, Daehyun turned his head to look after the waiter until he was not in sight anymore. He was hot.
Shortly after, Daehyun realized that all waiters were male, probably to not distract the audience from the show on stage although in Daehyun's case, who fancied both genders, this didn't quite work out because one particular waiter had caught his attention and made Daehyun lick his lips whenever he caught a glimpse of him. It was a busy night, the waiters were rushing back and forth, taking orders and placing fancy looking cocktails and glasses of champagne on the dark marble tables.
Daehyun had completely lost track of time but when loud cheers erupted in the club, he looked back at the stage to find their dancer hanging off the silver pole, arching her back aesthetically. He hadn't realized how much of the show he had actually missed but in Daehyun's opinion it was totally worth it. Himchan waved for a waiter, coincidentally it was him, the pretty boy who had robbed all of Daehyun's attention.
The waiter bent over so Himchan could make his order, he occasionally nodded, signing that he had understood what Himchan said. Daehyun on the other hand was busy staring. He had a good view right into the waiter's shirt where an endless amount of caramel coloured skin was showing from his half opened shirt. After Junhong had placed his order the waiter approached Daehyun to see if he also wanted a new drink. Daehyun noticed that he had dark and warm eyes and a gaze so intense that it made Daehyun feel tingly everywhere.
Just a few minutes later, Daehyun found the waiter approaching them again and his friends would most likely laugh at him if he told them that watching the waiter balancing the tray through the crowd with such elegance was way more visually appealing to him than the half naked dancers on stage. But nonetheless, Daehyun just felt himself drawn into the man and he wished that the waiters would wear name tags so he could put a name to that face. The waiter not only looked good but he also smelled amazing, Daehyun noticed.
The show ended with a round of applause and the lights got brighter again, Daehyun rubbed his eyes. He didn't remember anything of the show but it didn't matter, there would be another show later and they had planned to stay anyway. Male dancers would occupy the stage soon and maybe Daehyun was lucky and his wish that one certain male waiter would miraculously turn into a hot stripper would be fulfilled.
It wasn't. In fact, it took Daehyun a long time to find his object of attention, standing behind the bar and polishing glasses, a broad smile on his face as he was talking to his co-worker. Daehyun insisted that they would sit at said bar and have another drink to 'waste some time' until the next show they wanted to watch started. They ordered and Daehyun faintly followed Himchan's and Junhong's conversation, his eyes fixed on the two workers sitting at the side of the bar, talking excitedly about something that Daehyun couldn't hear.
When Daehyun's bladder demanded attention, he quietly excused himself and went to the bathroom. It was small but clean and it even smelled rather nice for a public restroom. Just when he opened the zip of his trousers, the door opened and somebody else entered the bathroom. Daehyun looked up, he didn't like using public toilets, it was never peaceful and he always felt kind of pressured but when he saw that it was the waiter he had been staring at the whole night, the irritation that had threatened to bubble up in his stomach ebbed away immediately.
Don't look. Don't look. Daehyun kept repeating those words in his mind when he heard the other open his zip. There was barely any space between them and maybe Daehyun could get away if he had a little look, the other would never find out. But watching someone else peeing was just creepy, so Daehyun fought the urge to check the other's size and tried to do his business quickly so he could escape this awkward situation.
Willpower had never been one of Daehyun's strong traits and it was already too late when he realized that his eyes had wandered to his right even though he didn't remember giving the command. But to his horror, a quick side glance into the other's face told Daehyun that HE was checking him out. The waiter was totally checking him out and even before Daehyun could take a look at the other's package, he turned his face to the other side and finished as quickly as possible. He washed his hands when he was ready and fled from the bathroom, his ears burning with embarrassment.
Himchan and Junhong couldn't be convinced to leave earlier than planned so Daehyun tried to make himself as small as possible as the other two enjoyed the last show of the night. Daehyun wasn't sure if he was just conscious of the waiter's presence because he tried to avoid him but it seemed like the other was purposely walking back and forth in front of Daehyun, swaying his hips to the rhythm of the music.
Daehyun had promised to treat the others so it was his duty to pay the bill. The man he tried to avoid volunteered enthusiastically to take this bill, his pink lips stretched into a mischievous smile as he handed Daehyun the piece of paper. Daehyun paid and left a big tip for mister sexy waiter as well, who replied with a 'thank you' in what was the sexiest voice Daehyun had ever heard, husky but soft and the kind of tone that made Daehyun fantasize about thinks he should not be thinking in public.
In a hurry, Daehyun folded the receipt to put it into his wallet and it was then when he found numbers scribbled on the backside, right next to a name: Youngjae. Daehyun turned around and their eyes met, the waiter's, no, Youngjae's eyes were sparkling. Maybe Daehyun should have looked after all.
I’m sorry I haven’t quite figured out how to reply to submissions with a text and somehow I managed to delete them (but I wrote down the pairing for each number!)
