“Baekhyun-hyung! These pants are way too tight!” Kyungsoo wailed as he bashfully stared at himself in the mirror in front of him. He didn’t even want to talk about the mesh shirt he was wearing. Thankfully, it wasn’t quite see-through, but it was enough to make Kyungsoo feel a lot more self-conscious. He was wearing combat boots which were so not his style. The nervous boy bit his lip; he looked so awkward in these clothes.

 

“Nonsense,” Baekhyun exclaimed, “Now turn around so I can see your cute face.” Blush sprinkled on Kyungsoo’s cheeks as he turned around to the likings of Baekhyun. “Perfect,” the older mumbled, “Jongin will love it. Now for just some finishing touches.”

 

“Like what?”

 

Baekhyun grabbed a tiny bag that seemed pack, “Make-up.”

 

“Baekhyun-hyung, nooo…” Kyungsoo whined.

 

“Hush my dear. You will look fabulous.”

 

“But Baekhyun-“

 

“Nope.”

 

“But-“

 

“Close your eyes so I can put some eye shadow on you.”

 

“Wait-“

 

“I think something dark will make you stand out. You’re so pale.”

 

“Baekhyun, you’re not listening-!”

 

“Should I give you wings?”

 

“Baek-“

 

“Nah, you’re too cute for that.”

 

Kyungsoo eventually gave up since Baekhyun heeded no attention to his pleas and let his face be made up.

 

“So for lip gloss-“

 

“Baekhyun!”

 

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“Are you excited for tonight?” Chanyeol wiggled his eyebrows towards Jongin who was only in boxers.

 

Jongin rolled his eyes, “Yeah, yeah, I am.”

 

“What’re you wearing,” Chanyeol asked, “You’ve been staring at your closet for like an hour.” 

 

“Ten minutes,” Jongin corrected, “And I don’t know.”

 

Chanyeol walked over to his friend’s closet to help him out, “You know Kyungsoo will find you y no matter what you wear.”

 

“I know,” Jongin laughed, “But I want to make sure he’s blushing when he lays his eyes on me.”

 

It was Chanyeol’s turn to laugh, “Those are some standards.”

 

“They are… What about this shirt?”

 

Chanyeol shook his head, “A bit flashy. Do something more simple. It’ll surprise Kyungsoo more.”

 

Jongin searched a bit more, “This grey tank?”

 

“Yeah, and… Those white pants.” Chanyeol pointed out.

 

Jongin shrugged, “I’m trusting my night to you man.”

 

“I gotchya bruh. How are you going to do your hair?”

 

“,” Jongin ran his hand through his hair, “I don’t know.”

 

“You look y with your hair pushed back.” Chanyeol winked.

 

“Fine,” Jongin agreed, “Thanks.”

 

Chanyeol ruffled Jongin’s hair, “No problem bud. Just have fun tonight.”

 

 

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“Are we meeting Jongin and Chanyeol here?” Kyungsoo asked. He was sitting on his bed while waiting for Baekhyun to finish his last bits of make-up.

 

“No, we’re meeting them there. It keeps the anticipation high.”

 

“O-Oh…”

 

“I want Jongin to drool over you in public.” Baekhyun smirked.

 

Kyungsoo blushed, “What?”

 

Baekhyun chuckled, “You know Jongin won’t be able to keep his hands off of you tonight.”

 

“I-I mean- I don’t know…”

 

“Don’t be so modest baby. You look so hot right now.” Baekhyun cooed. 

 

Kyungsoo looked down at himself. His wrists were now decorated with studded bracelets, and his fingers adorned multiple rings. He looked at the pants he was wearing an noticed that his thighs seemed to be exploding out of them. He tried to shake off the negative thought, but it always came back to haunt him. The knock on the door snapped Kyungsoo back to reality.

 

“Are you guys almost ready?” It was Joonmyun.

 

“Yes!” Baekhyun answered. He grabbed his wallet and then Kyungsoo’s hand, “Ready to go my dear?”

 

“Y-Yeah…” 

 

“Aww don’t be so nervous,” Baekhyun shoved his wallet in back pocket and cupped Kyungsoo’s cheeks, “Jongin will love it.”

 

“But… I look so…” Kyungsoo motioned to his outfit.

 

“Hot? y? Drop-dead gorgeous?” Baekhyun questioned.

 

Kyungsoo blushed, “No… Awkward…”

 

“Of course not. You just have to rock it dear,” Baekhyun kissed his nose, “Let’s go make our boyfriends hard, okay?”

 

“B-Baekhyun!”

 

“I’m kidding,” Baekhyun laughed as he opened the door, “Actually, no really. Make your boyfriend hard, okay?”

 

Kyungsoo just covered his face as Joonmyun gave them a weird look. “You guys ready to go or…?”

 

“Ready!” Baekhyun chimed. Kyungsoo gulped. His hands were beginning to sweat. This was going to be a long night. 

 

When they were inside the car, Kyungsoo felt his stomach get butterflies. He didn’t know why he was so nervous. He was going back to the familiarity of his old workplace. He shouldn’t be that anxious, right?

 

“Why do you look like you’re about to pee your pants Kyungsoo?” Joonmyun asked as he peeked at his brother through the rearview mirror.

 

“I’m nervous.” Kyungsoo sighed.

 

“Kyungsoo, baby, don’t be!” Baekhyun said.

 

“What are you nervous about?” Joonmyun continued.

 

“I-It’s nothing…”

 

“Kyungsoo…”

 

He bit his lip, “Do you really think Jongin will like this outfit? I mean, I look so different-“

 

“Kyungsoo. Listen to me.” Kyungsoo looked up to see Joonmyun looking at him yet again. “Jongin is your boyfriend. He thinks you will look amazing no matter what you wear. He thinks you’re amazing no matter what you do. He just wants you to have a good time with him tonight. He’s not going to look at what you’re wearing. He’s going to look at you.”

 

Kyungsoo’s heart skipped a beat. He knew he shouldn’t doubt Jongin so much, but he couldn’t help but to think how Jongin could easily get any person while there was him. The awkward loser who liked to stay in the corner of the room. He let his thoughts swirl in his head, not listening to conversation Joonmyun and Baekhyun were having. He had not even realized that they had made it to the club until Baekhyun squealed in excitement.

 

“You ready Kyungie?”

 

Kyungsoo took a deep breath. Even though his doubts were wracking his confidence level, he nodded.

 

 

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“So welcome to our club!” Chanyeol yelled over the bass. Like any good club, the whole room was crowded with sweaty people dancing on top of each other. The layout was simple. There was a stage up front with a pole gleaming proudly in the center of it, a big dance floor between the stage and bar. The bar was packed with people scrambling for alcohol, and the bartenders just trying to keep up with the demands. Since S&M Town was geared for the gay community, Jongin couldn’t help but look at all the attractive guys dancing their nights away, but he was looking for a certain guy.

 

“Where are they?” Jongin asked. He tried to peak over everybody’s heads but couldn’t find Kyungsoo.

 

“Baek said they’re here already. Want something to drink first? Since I work here it’d be free.”

 

“Why not.” 

 

“What’re you in the mood for? Beer?” Chanyeol asked as they squirmed their way through the strings of people.

 

“Nah, let’s go for the hard stuff.”

 

“Already?”

 

Jongin shrugged, “Haven’t drank in a while.”

 

“Jägerbomb?” Chanyeol raised an eyebrow.

 

“Now we’re talking.” Jongin smirked. 

 

Chanyeol gave the order to the bartender who went straight to it, “Don’t get drunk tonight.”

 

Jongin rolled his eyes, “I can hold my liquor better than you, and you’re well aware of that.”

 

Chanyeol sighed, “Whatever man.” The bartender placed the cups in front of them. “Ready bruh?”

 

Jongin picked up the Jäger and set it up to be put in the Red Bull, “Let’s do it.” They counted to three then dropped the shot glass in the cup of Red Bull and chugged it like no tomorrow.

 

Chanyeol cringed while Jongin hollered, “I ing miss alcohol!”

 

The older shook his head, “You like that ? Ugh.”

 

“Let’s go dance?”

 

“In a bit. I’m going to find my manager first.”

 

“Do you know where they are?” Jongin asked.

 

Chanyeol shook his head, “Sorry, man. Haven’t seen them. I can check if they’re in the back when I go.”

 

“Yeah, do that. I’ll wait for a bit.”

 

Chanyeol nodded and headed back. Jongin sat down at the surprisingly untaken barstool and ordered a Red Bull. He didn’t know why, but he felt his leg starting to jitter, and it wasn’t the Red Bull’s fault. Right now he just wanted two things: to dance and Kyungsoo. What he wanted most was to dance with Kyungsoo. He could only imagine what kind of clothing Baekhyun put his boyfriend into. As long as Kyungsoo was here, Jongin couldn’t wait.

 

“H-Hey…” A voice said as a finger poked Jongin. The boy woke up from his thoughts to find his wish come true. In front of him was Kyungsoo decked out in a wonderful outfit that he must thank Baekhyun for later.

 

“Kyungsoo,” Jongin said in awe, “You look…” He ran his his hand through his gelled hair as he analyzed his boyfriend.

 

 

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Jongin’s staring was starting to put Kyungsoo on unease. He bit his lip as he fidgeted under the eyes of his boyfriend.

 

“You look amazing.” Jongin finally said, releasing a breath of air.

 

“T-Thanks. You look r-really nice too…” And Jongin did. For once, Jongin was wearing clothing that was a bit more subdued. The only thing Kyungsoo didn’t like was the fact that now he felt overdressed. His boyfriend dressed so simply and look absolutely fantastic, and then here he was who had to overdress-

 

Kyungsoo gasped at the sudden hot breath that ghosted his ear. “Stop overthinking,” Jongin murmured, “You look perfect.”

 

“But-“

 

“No buts. You look gorgeous.” Jongin cupped Kyungsoo’s face in his hands and kissed his forehead. “Believe me hyung.”

 

Kyungsoo nodded, “I do…”

 

“Let’s go dance now?”

 

Kyungsoo gulped, “S-Sure.”

 

He allowed Jongin to weave him through the crowd of people. Kyungsoo recognized some regular customers, but he doubted any of them recognized him. He never wore heavy make-up or this type of clothing when he worked. He kept his look more natural than anything. A little something different to change up the atmosphere of the club. Kyungsoo felt suffocated in the amounts of people dancing around him. When he worked at S&M Town, he was one of the few workers (another being his brother) that chose to stay out of the crowd. It was never of his interest to be part of the sweat and heavy grinding.

 

Kyungsoo felt Jongin’s possessive grip on his waist as he was pulled in closer. Jongin slowly rocked their bodies to the beat of the song before catching up to the hype the people were dancing at. It made Kyungsoo nervous, dancing was never a strong suite for him. But Jongin, Jongin was a natural. Kyungsoo watched in awe as his boyfriend moved so effortlessly to the music. His hips were moving so sensually and his grip continued to stay hold even when multiple people were bumping into them.

 

“Dance with me, hyung.” Jongin whispered in his ear. Although the bass was loud enough to rattle your eardrums, Jongin’s voice resonated through his ears and shuddered his body.

 

“O-Okay.

 

“Turn around for me.”

 

Kyungsoo gulped and did what he was told. Immediately, he felt his rear end come in contact with Jongin’s crotch. The older gulped. Grinding made him nervous for multiples reasons. One, it was basically with clothing. And two, he was, as usual, unexperienced. He tried to move his hips to the beat that Jongin was providing, but he found himself being unbearably stiff. 

 

“Hyung, you need to relax.” Jongin said. Kyungsoo nodded, but he didn’t know how able he would be to follow. “Squat a little bit.” Kyungsoo did as what he was told. This time, Jongin was more forceful with his hold as he made Kyungsoo move with him. It was so sensual that Kyungsoo found himself blushing. It was too much for him to handle already. Jongin’s hands began to roam down Kyungsoo’s thighs, and the latter had to bite his lip from . It wasn’t until Jongin started to them that Kyungsoo elicited a moan from his mouth. 

 

He could feel Jongin smirk in his ear, “What was that hyung?”

 

“I don’t- I don’t know…” Kyungsoo blushed. Jongin the outside of Kyungsoo’s ear, and the boy shivered at the feeling. Jongin’s hands went upwards and made their way underneath Kyungsoo’s mesh shirt. Jongin’s hands felt cold on the expanse of his hot stomach. The humidity of the place was already starting to make him sweat. 

 

“You feel so nice here.” Jongin murmured. Kyungsoo tried so hard not to moan. Jongin’s hands felt so nice there. And it was such in a public place. Eventually his fingers began to dance up higher until they began picking at Kyungsoo’s s. 

 

“A-Ah, Jong- No-” Kyungsoo groaned. This felt too good, but he had no idea why. He soon let his resolve be broken by the amount of pleasure he was garnering from the doings of Jongin’s touches. He began to rock his hips on his own to the beat of the music, without the leadership of Jongin’s hands. All he needed was to follow Jongin’s hips, and he was having a surprisingly easy and fun time with it.

 

Jongin stopped playing with Kyungsoo’s s (much to the owner’s dismay) to place his hands on Kyungsoo’s hips again, “Are you enjoying yourself babe?” Kyungsoo could only nod as Jongin pressed more pressure where they were connected. “Turn around, I want to see your face.”

 

Kyungsoo nodded and turned around to see Jongin’s face perspiring a bit. He was genuinely surprised, Kyungsoo felt like he was sweating bullets. Then again, Jongin was probably already used to this type of scene. 

 

Jongin pushed back Kyungsoo’s hair and smiled, “You’re all sweaty.”

 

“It’s kinda hot in here…” Kyungsoo mumbled.

 

Surprisingly, Jongin heard him and laughed, “I like it when you sweat.” Kyungsoo could only blush at that statement. “Now let me show you how the latinos dance.”

 

Jongin carefully slipped one leg between Kyungsoo’s leg so that it was now a pattern of Jongin’s leg, Kyungsoo’s leg, Jongin’s leg, Kyungsoo’s leg.

 

“J-Jong-“ Kyungsoo stuttered at the closeness of it all.

 

“Now just move like what you were doing before.” Jongin said. Kyungsoo allowed Jongin to lead but continued what he was doing. 

 

After a couple more minutes of hot and heavy dancing, Kyungsoo tried to push back, “W-Wait-“

 

“What’s wrong hyung?” Jongin pulled him closer than where they were before.

 

“I…” Kyungsoo looked away, embarrassed.

 

Jongin leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “Are you getting hard babe?” Kyungsoo wailed and tried once again to push himself back. Jongin only chuckled and pulled his boyfriend back in. “It’s fine hyung. Look, I’m hard too.” Jongin grabbed Kyungsoo’s hand and let it rest on his crotch. Kyungsoo gulped; his boyfriend wasn’t lying. “You wanna know why I’m so hard, baby?” Jongin continued into his ear. Kyungsoo instinctively moaned at the hot breath. He couldn’t help that his ears were sensitive. “You make me so hard, baby. Look at you grind on my thighs so much, and your cute is poking me through your jeans.”

 

“Jongin, stop-“ Kyungsoo moaned as Jongin began on his neck. He gripped onto his boyfriend shoulders for support. This wasn’t going to be good. If Jongin proceeded this, Kyungsoo knew he would start getting . “No, Jongin- You need to stop.”

 

“Why?” Jongin asked as he stopped on Kyungsoo’s neck.

 

“B-Because…”

 

“Are you going to get needy if I continue?” Jongin smirked.

 

Kyungsoo blushed, “Wh- N-No-“

 

“It’s okay hyung if you do,” Jongin encouraged, “Chanyeol said I can take his car if we want to leave earlier.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Jongin laughed, “Let’s go hyung.”

 

Kyungsoo wordlessly followed Jongin through the midst of people. They were about to leave when someone stopped them.

 

“D.O?” The person asked.

 

“K-Key!?” Kyungsoo said excitedly. He immediately let go of Jongin’s hand and hugged the person in front of them.

 

“Um, who are you?” Jongin asked possessively. He snatched Kyungsoo out of the stranger’s arms.

 

The so-called person Key gave Jongin a knowing look, “So you’re Kyungsoo’s boyfriend.”

 

“Yeah. And you are?” Jongin hissed.

 

Key laughed and touched Jongin’s shoulder, “Don’t worry. I’m just one of Kyungsoo’s former coworkers. Come to the back? I actually want to talk to you.”

 

Jongin looked shock, “Me?”

 

Key rolled his eyes, “Yes, you. And the wonderful darling that your boyfriend is, of course.”

 

Kyungsoo giggled, but Jongin shot Key a glare, “Why?”

 

“Jongin, just follow him, please,” Kyungsoo pleaded, “You might meet my old coworkers.”

 

“Fine but because of you,” Jongin finally agreed, “Not you.” He looked at Key.

 

“Whatever you say, Jonginnie~!”

 

Jongin’s mouth dropped, “What did you call me?”

 

“Nothing my dear-“

 

“What-“

 

“Let’s get going to the back now!” Kyungsoo interrupted the tension between the two males. Jongin huffed and followed the two the back of the club. They passed the bar and entered through a door that said “staff only” which lead to a hallway with more rooms. Once inside the room that said “dressing room,” Jongin immediately noticed Baekhyun cuddling with Chanyeol on one of the couches with a bottle of beer in his hands.

 

“Hi guys,” Baekhyun chimed, “What’re you doing back here?”

 

“Have you seen Leeteuk?” Key asked.

 

Baekhyun nodded, “He’s in his office. Why?”

 

Key motioned to Jongin, and Baekhyun instantly caught on, “Ohh, I see.”

 

“See what Baekkie?” Chanyeol asked, lost.

 

“I’ll see you guys later then,” Key said, “Follow me guys.” They exited the room and headed for the door that read “office.” “Oh, my name is Kim Kibum. My stage name is Key,” Kibum stated, “Kyungsoo is D.O.”

 

“Used to be D.O, Kibum…” Kyungsoo grumbled.

 

“My bad darling. When will you come back sweet cheeks? The people miss seeing your cute face.” Kibum asked.

 

Kyungsoo blushed, “I-I don’t know when yet…”

 

“Fair enough. Ah, we’re here.” Kibum knocked on the door before entering. Inside was an older man busy writing something down on his desk.

 

“Boss,” Kibum started, “I found who I want to recruit.”

 

“What!?” Jongin exclaimed.

 

“What?” Kibum repeated.

 

“You want to recruit me!?”

 

“Well, yes I do. I’m the recruiter here in S&M Town anyway,” Kibum answered simply, “What’s your full name Jongin?”

 

“Kim Jongin!” Kyungsoo answered for him cheerfully.

 

Jongin laughed out loud, “There is no way my two sisters-“

 

“You have two sisters?” Kibum interrupted.

 

Jongin gave him a weird look, “Yes…?”

 

“What are their ages?” 

 

“What is it to you?”

 

Kibum sighed, “How old are you?”

 

“He’s eighteen!” Kyungsoo chimed in.

 

“Why do you keep answering for me babe?” 

 

Kyungsoo shrugged, “I may or may not want you to work here…”

 

Jongin raised an eyebrow, “And why is that?”

 

The older blushed, “Don’t ask me why!”

 

Jongin smiled, “Fine. I’ll consider the job.” He turned to Kibum. “What do I have to do?”

 

Kibum’s mouth dropped, “That was it? All I had to do is have your darling boyfriend to convince you to join to consider!?”

 

“I suppose.”

 

Kibum rolled his eyes, “Lovesick boyfriend.”

 

“What’s your specialty?” Leeteuk asked.

 

“Oh, um…”

 

“It’s dancing!” Kyungsoo replied.

 

“We are slightly low on dancers…” Leeteuk pondered.

 

“Boss, you know my judgements are never bad or wrong either.” Kibum hinted.

 

“Alright, alright,” Leeteuk said, “Jongin, you’re not hired just yet, but I trust Kibum’s opinion, and if you’re dating our beloved Kyungsoo I don’t think you’re a serial killer. We’ll put you in three shows to see if the people like you, okay?”

 

“Fair enough.” Jongin shrugged. That was a lot easier than expected.

 

“Then it’s settled. I’ll text Kyungsoo about the details for our future shows. See you then! Now please leave so I can finish my finances.”

 

“Sure Boss. Let’s go guys.” Kibum said.

 

They headed back to the dressing room that was currently missing Chanyeol and Baekhyun. 

 

“Where’d they go?” Jongin wondered.

 

Kibum laughed, “They probably stole one of our rooms for themselves.”

 

“Rooms…?” Jongin asked, confused.

 

“We have room that are specific for certain… Requests…” Kyungsoo explained hesitantly.

 

Jongin’s eyes widened, “Oh.”

 

“So Jongin, tell me about yourself,” Kibum asked, “You’re in no rush to go home right?”

 

“Not exactly…” Jongin trailed off. He eyed his boyfriend who was staring innocently into out space. 

 

Kibum chuckled, “I see.”

 

“But um, I go to the same school as Kyungsoo now. I went to a high school that specialized in arts before. I… Have an older and younger sister-“

 

“How old are they?” Kibum interrupted once again.

 

“Nineteen and eighteen. Why?”

 

Kibum bit his lip, “What are their names?”

 

“Sunyoung and Jinri…?” Jongin hesitantly said. He noticed Kibum take a deep breath before stating an address and asked if they still lived there. “Y-Yeah we do…  H-How-?”

 

“Jongin,” Kibum took another deep breath, “I am your brother.”

 

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