Welcome to Club Suju
Title: Welcome to Club Suju
Group: Korean boy group, Super junior
Pair: hankyung/Sungming, hankyung/? + more coming up.
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: 2/?
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Author’s note: This chapter is unbeta-ed since I am still looking for a beta! Please offer if you can.
It’s been a week since Hankyung has found the hidden club although it was tucked away on a quiet street, it seemed to have no problem getting customers. Some of them looked even more important and fancy than the usual host club goers which in this case consisted mainly of young women, many whom were still in their business suits. Hankyung frowns at a giggling group of women as they wander past him and towards the evaluator which leads up to the club. He hated the host scene, he hated the false promising love the men offered women who were willing to pay. That’s pretty much what his host father did before he abandoned the family for a much bigger moneybag.
Shaking his head to push away the thought, he glances at the sing above the doorway again. This was most defiantly the place, the man of his dreams was on that sign. For every night Hankyung had to embarrassingly glance at the picture on this phone before going to sleep, by coming here he’s sure that once he meets the guy in person all his dreams will shatter due to his horrible personality and money grabbing techniques.
After much prepping himself he walked out from behind the dumpster and crossed the road, heading for the elevator. If he chickens out he can just ask for directions to the nearest McDonalds and bolt for it. Thankful he was in the elevator alone, Hankyung begins to doubt his choice and before he could wipe the sweat for his face the doors opened. The air was filled with glamour, fun, drunken giggles with a tint of exploitation. A rock dropped to the bottom of his stomach.
Heechul hated this job, although everyone rotated every night it still irritated the crap outta him. He hated standing for long periods of time, remaining majority sober and having to greet customers that aren’t requesting for him. Plus it was also harder work without extra pay, having to run between his customers and for the evaluator every time someone arrived. Hearing the stupid ding again he finishes his drink, apologises again to his hardly beautiful customer and runs to the main entrance.
‘What the hell!? It’s you?’ A shocked Hankyung stares at the gaping man across to him. Walking out of the evaluator was nerve racking and now he was being screamed at, something about you shouldn’t be here, you look so broke. Too embarrassed to be offended without glancing around, Hankyung could tell he was the only guy here amongst an ocean of drunken girls. Before he could go to McDonalds plan B, he was being pulled to a stool up the bar and given a book.
Heechul inwardly laughs at the singlet wearing guy, it was so obvious this was his first time due to his clothing and bewildered look. Everyone here was semi formal, he looked even worse than the cleaner who comes here everyone morning to clean up the mountain of puke. ‘You look through the book and pick out the guy you want to see. You request your own host.’ Heechul’s insides are killing him, the poor guy to trying to look through without showing his extremely embarrassed red face. Leaning on the counter he’s sure that he’ll be picked, the majority of customers who have come tonight all picked him but unfortunately due to his position they were passed onto someone else.
Heechul’s famous smirk was creeping onto his lips when he saw his image come up, the time has come. However that all went crashing down when Hankyung flicked past it without even a glance and pointed to Sungmin. Storming off, Heechul went to tell Sungmin he had a new customer.
‘Is this you first time?’ Glancing up Hankyung finds that the bartender is speaking to him, numbly nodding and drink appears before him. ‘It’s on the house’ before he could explain he can’t afford it. ‘Don’t worry, these guys aren’t like others in other clubs. Their good people so relax abit’ Shindong laughs before turning away to make more drinks.
After much waiting the guy of his dreams is standing in front of him, ‘Hi my name is Sungmin! Thank you so much for picking me to be your host, please come this way!’ After settling into a booth Sungmin studies Hankyung, after a few minutes he begins to the conversation to which Hankyung quietly answers to in short sentences. His embarrassment was so bad he was going to faint. After denying to order drinks after a few times Sungmin lightly frowns although Hankyung notices it straight away. He stomach gets ever heavier and he quickly excuses himself and runs to the bathroom.
It was empty except for 2 people in a toilet cubicle, apparently one was throwing up and the other was holding his hair back. Splashing water onto his hot face, Hankyung questions himself once again why was he here? When Sungmin frowned, it was like living at home all over again. When his father found out his mother had no more money and that she couldn’t afford to financially sponsor him anymore. Returning to the booth to grab his bag, he wasn’t surprised to find that Sungmin was in another booth laughing while chubby business women attempt to seduce him by ordering more drinks. Paying for the hour, he walks out of Club Suju, angry and ashamed.
Heechul sees the stranger walk out, surprised he was leaving so early and also smirking since he knew the guy was a broke ass, he can’t afford to be amongst them.