I'm frickin bonkers for the concept of escort yoon atm and I might've written some

Haha anyway, sope, prostitution, mentioned abuse, nothing juicy happens it's literally just backstory

Yoon grows up in a very neglecting and abusive home, doesn't get any love or support from his parents.

But then he meets his first boyfriend who promises to run away with him so they can start a better life, and yoon trusts him and they end up in this shitty living situation

that they can barely even afford, because they're too young and don't earn enough.
And his boyfriend is doing nothing other than to manipulate and groom him, basically treating him like his own personal doll, pressuring him into sexual things and making him feel so worthless and

alone that Yoon tries his hardest to please him at any cost.

Unfortunately at some point money gets so scarce that his boyfriend just starts selling him out, mostly online through camming, but Yoon hates it so much he tries to say something to get out of this. But that makes his

boyfriend turn violent now too.

So Yoon, trying not to have the same thing happen like with his parents, runs away from the ex and tries to start his own life.
At this point he's so mentally and physically broken and codependent, so full of self hatred and unhealthy tendencies

that he cannot find a job or place to stay. He lives on the streets for a couple of days, until he runs into the claws of some guy that offers him both. He owns a strip club and tells him that all his workers there get a flat sponsored. It's almost too good to be true.

He takes his invitation, and the owner gives him a hot coffee as he talks to him, tells him they will cover all of his rent and medical expenses as long as he works for him as a stripper.
And Yoon is literally the perfect victim to fall for that: severely starved and small,

desperate for a roof over his head, all alone without family or anyone looking for him, self-conscious and scared, but most of all - the prettiest little flower he could catch.
And at this point Yoon doesn't even care how degrading the job will be, he's glad to move into

the 1 room apartment right across from the strip club. What he doesn't expect is bouncers to come and threaten him, telling him he'll have to whore himself out during the week - they want to see their money being made. He strips at the club during the weekend, and whenever a

customer requests a private service from him he'll have to go to one of the backrooms and do whatever he's told to, and during the week when the club is closed, he'll have to search at bars all over the district for anyone willing to take him home.
But Yoon is used to people

using him, pushing him around. Humiliation and being forced into sexual acts he can tolerate. Maybe he thinks he deserves it, anyway.

Hoseok sees him for the first time in some small bar, on an early Wednesday night. It's a little bit cliché, but he feels himself fall in love at first sight. Still, the other boy is talking with some older man at the other side of the room, flirting even, so Hoseok thinks he's

just out of luck. Of course someone this ethereal looking would already have a partner or date. Good for him.
But then Hoseok frowns as he notices how uncomfortable the man seems to make him, grabbing him around the waist more forcefully than necessary, which results into the boy

trying to push him off. That's when Hoseok springs into action.
He doesn't know how to fight and he's never hurt anyone on purpose in his life, but that still makes him go into autopilot, rushing over towards the two with quick steps. "Hey!"
That already seems to be enough to

make the guy feel caught, because he lets go and flees immediately. Then no partner or date, apparently, just some old creep.
And yes, the boy's dressed just very sparsely, with a mini skirt showing off his legs and a thin blouse that's unbuttoned a lot to show his collarbones

and thick choker. But Hoseok's not judging, and that also shouldn't be taken as an invitation to just grab someone.

"You okay?" he asks the smaller boy, and up close he looks even more beautiful. Hoseok feels the butterflies in his stomach, but also a deep need to protect. "Did

he bother you?"

"It's okay, but.. th-thanks," he replies quietly, and his voice is much deeper than Hoseok would've expected. He likes it, though.
"Can I buy you a drink?" is what Hoseok blurts out then, not even knowing where that confidence came from. The other agrees ("But

just one.") and they head back towards the bar, Hoseok ordering a whiskey on the rocks for him that he throws back in one go.
"I'm Hoseok, by the way."
"Gloss," the boy responds, and his voice is suddenly as smooth as honey, and he looks up at Hoseok through his pretty lashes,

making him melt. It's a weird name, but he guesses it's maybe like a nickname, or something. They have light conversation while Hoseok finishes his beer, and by now Gloss seems to be much more comfortable and coy, giggling sweetly at Hoseok's jokes and placing a hand on his arm

or thigh from time to time, blushing cutely while doing so.
"I'll make you feel so good..." he suddenly whispers into Hoseok ear, leaning in all suggestively, "Take me home and I'll satisfy all your dreams, I'll be a good boy for you..."
And the way he bats his eyelashes.... Well

who could say no to that?!

And yeah, call Hoseok naive for not realizing he's taking an escort home, but when they arrive at his apartment and he finally kisses him, he feels like he's falling in love.

"Before I do anything, just have to say I need to take cash only. If that's

okay," Gloss suddenly declares, and it takes Hoseok a few seconds to catch up with what he means. He might be looking a bit too oblivious, because the smaller boy then takes a step backwards and tilts his head warily. "You do know I'm a prostitute, right?"
"Wait-" okay, this

explains the skimpy outfit and the old dude in the bar and the weird nickname a lot. "Oh god, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize... I thought- I don't even know. I don't wanna take advantage of you like that.."
It breaks his heart to think about him like that, the poor boy already

looks so fragile anyway, but the thought of him going home with strangers, especially if it's someone like that old creep from the bar, it sits wrong with Hoseok.

"If you don't want to have sex with me I have to leave, I need to make money.."
"No wait, it's not like I don't want

to, I just. Okay, listen, you could stay the night and don't have to do anything, I'll still give you whatever you'd.. earn. I'd feel better knowing you're safe and can sleep somewhere decent. I promise, I just want to help you.."
Gloss looks still a bit weary, like he doesn't

understand why he'd wanna help him like that, probably assuming that's a lie, but he forces a small smile then. He softly pushes Hoseok to sit down on his bed and starts undressing, sensually opening one button after another of his blouse, until he can just let the garment fall

to the ground. "I can be everything you want; your little darling, your doll, your bad boy, your slut? Just tell me what you want.. I'll be whatever you want," Gloss utters so softly It's almost just a whisper, and then climb onto Hoseok lap and wraps his arms around his neck,

his skirt riding up dangerously at the action. "And how would you like me to call you? Sir, Master, Daddy? Hyung? /Oppa/?"
"Just Hoseok.."
Gloss nods as their lips are almost touching again, before Hoseok continues. "Just be yourself. I want you."
That seems to confuse him

again, leaning back a bit to look Hoseok in the eyes, although still through his lashes.
"What's your real name?" Hoseok asks, and the beautiful boy in his lap responds with "Yoongi."
"Then just be Yoongi."