nightclub

@choi san johnny had been in the nightclub for a few hours, just sitting there aimlessly staring into hie glass of whiskey on the rocks and looking back up at the stage to no avail. he played with the silver ring on his finger and sat back with a quiet huff, his honey eyes flicking around the club and stopping on the dancers a bit before going back to looking down at the bar. it wasn't until a dancer he recognised came out in much more casual clothing that he felt his gaze sticking on the pretty male, watching as the other approached the bar beside him for a drink. he cleared his throat and drank down the rest of his own drink, setting the glass on the table and waiting for the other to finish his order before speaking up. "another whiskey on the rocks for me, please."

@johnny suh He held his breath as he stepped offstage, making sure he maintained his more sensual posture until he was behind the black curtains that lead to the dressing rooms. Tonight had been a relatively good one in terms of money, the crowd responding well to his showy new outfit. He couldn’t wait to change out of the uncomfortable items and into something more his style. San was quick to remove the clothing and step into a pair of snug black skinny jeans, tugging a low cut mesh shirt over his built torso and sliding into some black boots. He ran his fingers through his hair to break up the gel holding the style from the show, also double checking that the slight makeup he wore didn’t look messy or noticeable before tossing his things into a duffel bag and locking them up in his locker. “Give my cut to the safe, Boss!” He called out to the man lurking against the wall as he exited through the doors leading into the club once more. He needed a drink.