Saint narrowed his eyes as Copter showed up late, wearing girl's Nike shorts and a loose grey tee. He knew he had to wear lingerie for the show anyways, so he must be getting comfortable.
Saint himself was dressed in tight black spandex and an off-the-shoulder top that said 'rough rider' in sparkly black letters.
Secretly, Saint was wearing it because of his streak of pride from the previous night, but only Perth, who was five feet away, helping Bas with his stretches, knew about the real reason.
"Copter, this is serious business. Be here when I tell you to be here," Saint ordered.
"It's 8:13," Copter said with narrowed eyes. "I'm tired as hell and I still showed up just so you guys can watch me make a fool of myself."
"Trust me- If you're bad, we'll tell you," Perth assure him. "Everyone in this room is pretty damn blunt."
"Absolutely true," Bas agreed, standing up straight and allowing Perth to hook his phone into the speakers.
"What's the song, Perth?" Saint asked his boyfriend, watching the lanky lad smirk in return.
Oh, shit.
Two weeks later and...
When Perth said that he spread the word about the show, he was not fucking playing. The crowd was packed.
Saint stood nervously behind the curtain, fiddling with his hat, which he persistently twirled between his fingers.
All three boys looked fantastic, really.
Copter was on his right in a forest green corset with bell sleeves, right black pants, short black heels, and heavy makeup. His blonde hair was in a messy bed head-type look that just fitted the look.
Bas, on his left, was in a corset that matched Copter's except it was dark blue. He was in short shorts that clipped to turquoise knee socks and cute black ankle boots.
Saint was the star, of course, looking absolutely stunning in a sleeveless, royal purple corset that ha black lace ribbons tied along the bottom. High-waisted black shorts and black heels finished accompanied the look and a black top hat finished it off.
The costumes weren't stripper couture yet- but it was Perth's idea to make this more of a burlesque show than a strip show.
Finally, the lights flickered, signaling the boys to take the stage. Saint took center, sitting in a chair, and Bas and Copter took either side of Saint, their own chairs facing forwards as well.
The lights came on and Saint saw Perth's sitting rather close, giving Saint encouraging smiles. Saint even spotted his shitty stepdad near the back and he made sure to glare as a bit of circus music played.
There's only two types of people in the world Saint held out two fingers as Bas and Copter tilted back their heads.
The ones that entertain Saint crossed his tan legs.
and the ones that observe Bas and Copter snapped their heads forward, looking into the crowd.
Well baby I'm a put-on-a-show kinda girl Copter and Bas were up and strutting towards Saint's center chair.
Don't like the backseat
Saint's head tilted and he crossed his
arms.
gotta be first (oh, oh)
Copter and Bas slid Saint's chair forward and he jumped up, kicking it to the floor with his heel.
I'm like the ringleader
I call the shots (call the shots) All three boys now followed the same movements, flicking their wrists and they're hips, heads held high.
I'm like a firecracker
I make it hot
They all dropped to a squat When I put on a show
And they were slowly standing back up, hands running up smooth legs.
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah) Saint fell back, Bas and Copter catching him neatly before-
Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break
(hah, hah, hah)
They tilted him to the left
I'm like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
They titled him to the right
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
He was up again and moving forward, diving down to touch his toes and wiggle his bum, the other boys half a beat behind him.
All the eyes on me in the center of the
ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah) Hip snaps and then a high kick When I crack that whip
Wrist snap as if cracking a whip everybody gonna trip
Drop down to their knees Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah) Neatly back on their feet
Don't stand there watching me, follow
me
Each boy twitched their fingers in a 'follow me' motion before-
Show me what you can do
Thigh snap then step-turn-step-turn Everybody let go, we can make a
dancefloor
They connected arms, each kicking one after another
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho) They dropped down slowly, grinning at
the cheering crowd.
Saint jumped up, bowing as the crowd clapped loudly for the three of them, Saint waving down at Perth, who was cheering the loudest by far.
That was what made Saint's night.
••••
"Did so well, doll," Perth whispered in Saint's ear, stroking his hair lightly. "I'm so proud."
"Two long weeks of work," Saint groaned. "I'm glad that Copter caught the drift easy- he wants to work here now.. But we'd have to fire someone, so-"
"He can share my dressing room," Bas said as he appeared next to the couple, smiling brightly. "That was amazing, Saint, you sure can move."
"I feel like a girl," Copter grumbled as he added himself to the group, peeling off fake eyelashes.
"At least your legs are smooth," Saint giggled, proud that he got to teach Copter how to shave his legs.
"At least," Copter added sarcastically, rolling his eyes as Bas snorted.
"Hey, you have to live with smooth legs to be a stripper," Perth said with a chuckle. "Even me and I'm dominate as fuck. You have have to do it."
"Everyone does it," Saint added.
"Yeah, it's only hair for you to do it, too," Perth added with a cackle, making the others groan.
"That was lame, mate," Copter said with a serious face, shaking his head. "Bloody awful."
Perth pouted, causing Saint to giggle and wrap his arms around Perth defeated torso.
"My pretty baby," Perth whispered, clutching Saint tightly.
"You're next up, Perth, go get ready," Bas suddenly said, casting Perth a stern look.
"Shut the hell up," Perth grumbled as he left the three boys to giggle.
