Welcome to Club Suju 7/?
Title: Welcome to Club Suju
Group: Korean boy group, Super junior
Pair: hankyung/Sungming, heechul/? + more coming up.
Disclaimer: If I owned them…thousands of fangirls would brutally murder me.
Author: Hirachan
Rate: PG for now, may go up later
Summary: Set in Osaka Japan, Hankyung falls in love with someone from a famous host club. How far will he go to get noticed? Or he will be cruelly thrown aside for profits and fame?
Chap: 7/?
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Walking out of the change rooms, Sungmin handed the items he wanted to the shop assistant. He loved shopping and fashion, it was obviously his favourite past time. He always wore the latest style and even styles that haven’t even hit the shops yet. Ignoring the 3 large security guards he continues browsing the shop looking at the latest Dior items and grabbing what he liked. At grunt was heard behind him before an arm led him to the counter, shaking the beefy hand off him Sungmin took a credit card out of his Chanel wallet and paid for the items. He hated being touched by people below him, especially his sugar daddy’s guards whom he knew would pounce him the minute they got a chance. He’s seen the way they’ve looked at him.
Throwing the bags of clothing and accessories at the guards, Sungmin is ushered out the back private entrance by the shop assistant who knew he was just an important customer with no questions asked. Before the door closed Sungmin could see the trainee assistants whispering about him, even with sunglasses on Sungmin knew he looked good. Lighting up a cigarette, Sungmin becomes wary of the 3 guards standing behind him, one of them was seriously intruding into his personal space. The car was more late than usual and he hated standing in this back alleyway like a pathetic tourist waiting for a ride. Although loss in his thoughts he notices that the guard was bravely moving closer to the point where Sungmin could smell his cheap cologne. Note to self, get this asshole fired for trying to make a move on me.
The sound of wheels on gravel signalled that the car was here, happily climbing in he greets his generous provider. “Did my Sungmin have a good time shopping?” “Yes daddy, I even got you something!” Pulling a purple silk scarf from the bag Sungmin happily wraps it around his daddy’s neck. “I think it’s a bit flamboyant for someone like me” he chuckled, “but with your boring job it’s a good thing” Sungmin insists giving back the credit card. He had his own for personal use however it was limited to whatever his sugar daddy deposited every month. Sungmin was a great lover but he was expensive to maintain and his provider knew that. “Now, it’s time for me to say thank-you” Sungmin whispers seductively before pulling the other’s zipper down.
“Where’s Sungmin today?” Hankyung asks, although it wasn’t really his place to ask he couldn’t help but feel concerned. Sungmin was hardly ever late for work and it’s been 45 minutes already and there’s already one client waiting for him. A disgruntled sound was all that was heard from Heechul.
“Sungmin, do you remember that party I promised to take you too months ago?” “Yes! I’ve already brought my suit for that event, I can’t wait to meet the people there.” Although it was a boring event that Sungmin normally would have no interest in attending, he was becoming tired of this person who would restrict his financial spending due to his wife and 3 daughters. Sungmin wanted to quickly move onto to someone richer, more fun and hopefully retire from being a host even though he was only 25. And he knew that this event was the perfect opportunity to scout for new providers since only the high class attended. And all hosts knew that the rich and famous were often the most sinful.
“I’m taking Taemin, instead of you.” “….WHAT!? Him?! For fuck sake he’s still underage” As Sungmin continues to scream and rant the guard up front turns around. “Come on baby, you know my tastes have changed over the months and you’re getting a bit…old.” A loud slap was heard throughout the entire car, there was a deadly silence. Sungmin froze as he realised what he has done. Before he could apologise, a hot searing pain was felt through his scalp as he head was pulled back. SHe could do nothing other than curl into a ball as kicks rained down upon him.
The last thing he saw was the car door being flung open before he was thrown out of the moving car and hitting the road.