how would seiya react if maybe the other hosts started hitting on reader bc they know he has money 👀
be warned of implied rape/non-con
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seiya who leaves for a brief moment to get both of your drinks to come back to find a newbie snuggled up to you on the couch. while he’s glad that you’re trying to squirm away from that newbies touch, he doesn’t deny that the sight was unpleasant.
“sorry~ the newbie hasn’t learned the rules around here yet.”
seiya doesn’t think much of it when he shoos away the newbie. just a new kid who’s new to all of this. stealing another colleague’s customers is bad manners after all
but when things repeat itself far too quickly, even seiya knows that something is up once he kicks out the newbie for the nth time
he sighs in front of you, “would you prefer someone younger ?”
you almost spat out the wine in your mouth, “why are you suddenly…” seiya leans in on your shoulder snaking his arms around yours. he leaned in close enough for you to count all the drooping lashes and to see the thin layer of tears forming.
“well… i mean everyone likes it when you’re younger….” seiya mutters. with all considered he isn’t considered to be fresh blood in the industry any longer. its true that everyone like new faces anyways…
but what about you?
would you one day leave him behind too?
you weren’t sure why your host suddenly acting up like this, but you knew your heart couldn’t take it if those tears managed to form.
“i came to see you, not him” you didn’t dare to touch his face directly, only touching his earring and your knuckles gently brushed across his face.
satisfied, seiya smiles and presses his cheek against your palms. a soft laugh could be heard over the blasting music from the background.
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“so i heard that you wanted to make quick cash, is that right?”
the newbie flinches when cornered by the top host of his club, “i-i know it wasn’t nice of me, b-but i really need the money—“
“well, tell me. how far will you go?”
“h-huh— how far?”
seiya takes his time to puffs out the breath of vape sideways, relaxed in another small private room at the club after closing,
“you don’t expect money to be free, do you? everything in this world has a price after all.”
he reaches out to unbutton the cheap clumsily ironed dress shirt the newbie was wearing, “im not so cruel to turn a blind eye to a struggling junior colleague.”
his finger slid inside his shirt and slowly dragging it down to his chest, each button unraveling on its own “but i must know, what exactly do you plan to offer.”
the fresh young host gulped, this must be what it takes to reach the top.
yet he only joined the fray. the struggle at the bottom of the pyramid was pushing him past the edge and desperation filled up every corner of his body.
“a-anything! i’ll do anything..!”
but this was it, his chance was finally here.
seiya smiles again.
not in the way he smiled in your shoulder blushing and laughing like a schoolgirl in love. but smiling in the way you would at an excellent livestock before sent for slaughter.
“perfect, i’ll get in touch with some other clients from our club to see if they’ll be … interested.”
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