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It was times like this that Hoseok felt most at ease. Moving to the soft flow of music, turning his lithe body elegantly on the high shiny silver pole moving in tune to the slow beats. He's upside down on the pole before sliding back down onto the floor then climbing back up and progressing with the Cross Leg L Climb. Long smooth honey lean legs pointed forward, one hand holding onto the pole for support and the other stretched to the side. A small smirk forms on his lips, scanning the loud and cheerful crowd ahead of him wanting him to do more.
He follows through with his dance, never forcing movements but following through with each motion with complete absolute. He savours the movements, taking time to complete each one before moving onto the next. He embellishes his steps, with a wave of an arm and then quickly transitioning into an Ariel Shoulder Mount before easily dropping into the splits.
The crowd is boisterous and lively. Everyone chanting 'Hope' while throwing stacks of paper bills onto the stage.
Hoseok feels his face redden a bit, shy, but pensive. He waves his 'goodbyes' and 'thank you's' while exiting the stage.
A few of his colleagues throw praises at him of how he delivered another amazing performance, and never failing to amaze them.
"No matter how many times you perform, you never fail to impress me Hoseok-ah,"
He smiled a kind smile towards one of his close colleagues, Bo. A tall woman, slightly older than him with a tattooed filled body, short dyed neon green hair adoring her, sharply drawn black eyeliner joined with smokey black eyeshadow painted onto her eyelids, finished with some nice profused mink lashes.
"I mean, I did learn from the best," He grinned. Taking the bottled water that was offered to him.
"Of course you did. It's me we're talking about." She side-eyed him before erupting into a peal of laughter.
"I take what I said back."
"Whatever." She pulled him into an arm lock, ruffling his hair.
"N–Noonaaa!" Hoseok whined, trying to release himself.
With a lot of effort and whining put into it, he was finally able to release himself.
"Awww don't give me that pout, Seokie." She pulled his cheek, receiving a small smack on her hand.
"Whatever, my times up," He smiled lightly, remembering his performance not too long ago. His face flushing quickly, feeling Bo stare at him.
"Mmm, you made a LOT today," She smirked knowingly. "Way more than you usually do,"
Hoseok only nodded, feeling hot. Proud of himself because he really did earn so much today. Normally he'd easily make 30k in one night and by the end of the week, he's made more than enough and completely grateful. But these kinds of nights, nights where he's making at least 64k because of how generous the customers are, is rare. So he mentally gives himself a pat on the back, proud of himself.
"Good job, Bun."
Ah, there it was. The name Bo would always call him whenever she was proud of him or just feeling soft in general.
"Thanks, Noona,"
"Hyunnng,"
Hoseok calls out through the big studio apartment, shutting the door with a leg due to the multiple bags in his hands.
