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Yoongi left out a sigh as he leaned against the pillar for support, he had been waiting for almost 30 minutes now for his new client who was supposed to arrive at 12.
He had been working as an stripper for almost 2 years now. He was a broke 21 year old collage student and he needed money for his studies. Of course he tried different, multiple part time jobs but nothing worked, he just couldn't survive in extreme poverty and this was it- the only thing that worked out and he could pay his bills. Being a stripper.
At first it was hard, disgusting but eventually he got used to it. Well it was not like he had a choice, he had do it.
The blonde grumbled and finally took out his phone from his jeans pocket, taping his fingers aggressively as he checked his clients number but still there was no reponse.
Great he wasted his 30 minutes waiting for that guy and he didn't even come. He is going to sleep hungry tonight again.
Yoongi sighed and put his phone back and walked towards his dorm, life was way to hard and he hadn't had more than one meal for 3 days now, his stomach was growling and ached. He was happy he had finally gotten a client after two whole fucking days but now he didn't come.
He could go back to the club but he didn't feel like it anymore. Even sleeping hungry sounded better than going back.
With frustration building up he decided to change his route and walk towards a nearby park instead maybe get some fresh air, which was ironic cause he was already outside and surrounded by fresh air. He laughed bitterly at his own misery. Poverty was not easy. And Min Yoongi knew it better than anyone else.
With a heavy heart and an aching stomach he say down on the bench and brought his face to his knees, snuggling into himself for some warmth. Tears made their way down his cheeks as he sobbed.
Getting lost into the moment his crying were disturbed as he felt a tap on his shoulder. The blonde turned back and saw a young, tall man standing behind the bench he was sitting on.
With a confused look yoongi whispered "yes?" the man looked quite amused for yoongi's liking but he just ignored it. "you are crying" the man pointed out more like accused yoongi. "hm yeah?"
"why are you crying?"
The blonde huffed "can't I cry now?" The man shook his head, pointing towards the space next to yoongi "can I sit?" yoongi nodded with out much hestitaion and watched as he sat next to him. "what's your name?"
"I'm jungkook" yoongi's face trend into an O shape as he nodded. "I found you crying alone here so I thought to accompany you. Your name?"
"I'm Min Yoongi. Nice to meet you" jungkook nodded and shook yoongi's hand, no smile on his face but regardless he looked happy.
"So.." jungkook pressed his lips. "so?"
"um nothing. I'm 19 by the way"
"oh I'm 21"
"nice age"
"thank you."
Yoongi looked down, he had never been approached by a boy before and it felt odd. Like he didn't deserve it. Although it was an awkward silence and there was nothing much it felt a bit comforting sitting with jungkook. The younger did not smile but he was calm and happy and with the suit he was wearing yoongi could tell that he was loaded.
Which made him wonder again was he sitting with him to ask for sex? Like did jungkook knew he was an stripper? If even he knew why would he approach him like this and not at the club he worked in. Yoongi was brought back by his thoughts as the younger's phone rang.
Jungkook seemed to suddenly be in a hurry when he talked on the phone. After the call he hurriedly put his phone back into the pocket "I need to go. Hope we meet sometime again yoongi-ssi" the elder could only nod before jungkook was out of his sight.
Great he should go back to his dorm now, even if he knew he wouldn't get a single second of sleep tonight.