T-Pain - I'm 'n Luv (wit a Stripper)

 

 

(THIS SONG IS KINDA DEGRADING SO UM YEAH WE ARE NOT LISTENING TO IT. IT'S ALSO FULL OF GANSTA TALK WHICH MEANS ED UP GRAMMAR SO NO.)

 

 

Warning: PG-15? Borderline inappropriate... #sorrynotsorry

[Word count: way over 500 but Rachel says it's okay so whatever. Actually it's 666 words, the number of the devil...]

 

 

I'm In Love With A Stripper

 

Sometimes, Lu Han decides, being in love with one’s best friend can be a good thing, especially when said best friend loves you back. Other times, however, it’s not so good, especially when that best-friend-slash-boyfriend works as a stripper on the weekends to help pay for college and rent.

“Exotic dancer,” Yixing always corrects huffily when Lu Han brings it up. “Say it with some class.”   Lu Han miserably fails to point out that there is very little class in his part-time job. He just wants his boyfriend to himself, goddamn it.    They are snuggled up on the couch after dinner, Yixing with his head on his lap, when Lu Han brings up the topic again.   “You should find a new job,” he suggests, running a hand softly through Yixing’s dark brown tresses. “I think that expensive Italian place on the corner is hiring, and the people who eat there are all rich, so they leave big tips.”   Yixing sits up and shoots him an incredulous look. “I doubt any job is going to beat my current one if we’re comparing tips.”   Lu Han realizes it a moment too late and wants to facepalm.   “False analogy fallacy; try again,” Yixing concludes. He shifts over, dumping himself unceremoniously into Lu Han’s lap.   “Um…you can work normal human hours, instead of late into the night?” Lu Han tries. “Then, you do