This was written for the Sugar Daddy Fest
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Name: Kim Namjoon
Age: 22
Height: 181 cm
Weight: 67 Kilo
Build: Athletic
City: Seoul
Orientation: Gay
Hobbies: Music, Photography, Fashion
Namjoon stared at the filled out form, wondering if he was really about to do this? Fuck was this really what he was gonna do?
This was all Jackson's fault. Of course, it was. Literally, every horrible idea Namjoon had taken part in could be traced back to the other man. With Corona ravaging Seoul, both of them had been fired from their day job. Well, less fired and more the place shut down.
As full-time students, it was hard to find a job that fit their lifestyle.
Namjoon's solution was trying his damn hardest to find a new job. Jackson's was... apparently becoming a sugar baby.
Namjoon hadn't believed it at first. First of all, Jackson looked nothing like a sugar baby. Sugar babies were meant to be cute, twinky guys or well-endowed females who looked good enough to be models. They were not meant to look like Jackson, short, well-muscled men, who often dressed like they were right out of an American frat house, including the backwards cap.
Still, Jackson had become a sugar baby.
He really hadn't believed it until he saw Jackson's Sugardaddy. The man was taller than Jackson but shorter than Namjoon. Dressed in a fine suit, with a strong expression and slicked back black hair. He was beautiful. There was no other way of explaining it.
He introduced himself as Park Jinyoung, a businessman owning multiple acting studios. Honestly, Namjoon was surprised the man himself wasn't an actor, a point he had mentioned, leading to Jinyoung just laughing. Apparently, he had started as an actor but had been disgusted by how actors were treated at most studios and agencies, and since he fully believed in being the change you wanted to see. So he had started his first acting agency at just 20, now at 31, he ran multiple of them and was highly successful. It seemed that treating actors like humans was a great way to actually get them to stay with you.
Jackson had been mortified when Namjoon, unable to stop himself, had asked why a person like Jackson needed a Sugarbaby. He was gorgeous and rich enough to get anybody he wanted. Why would he need a Sugarbaby?
Luckily, Jinyoung had not been angry. Instead, he had been patient enough to explain to Namjoon that while he probably could find a boyfriend if he wanted to, a Sugarbaby was just easier. He wanted somebody to spoil, somebody to use his money on, but he was also busy. He wouldn't always have time to do what a boyfriend expected of him. A Sugarbaby understood; a Sugarbaby wouldn't get angry if Jinyoung had to be busy for a week because he was closing a deal.
A Sugarbaby gave him the chance to be close to somebody, spend his money on somebody, and take care of them. Namjoon hated exactly how much that made sense, but it atleast made him feel more comfortable with the idea of what Jackson is doing.
Plus, Jinyoung was a perfect house guest, always cleaning up after himself the few times they were at Jackson and Namjoon's place, even at times chastising Jackson for not cleaning up better.
That was how Namjoon himself ended up on the site that Jackson had used, about to fill out his form. All he was missing was that little box. ' What are you looking for?' Was Namjoon really going to do that?
One-click, the box dropped down, and Namjoon selected 'Sugar Daddy', and then clicked submit.
He had done it. He had actually filed an application to become a sugar baby. What the hell was he doing?
Was this really the best choice he had?
The pictures had been chosen by Jackson. Apparently, Namjoon was not good at picking which photos were the most flattering. Which yeah, he was not gonna deny that. There was a mix of pictures, somewhere he looked more 'sweet' with sweater paws and the hood up on the hoodie that he was pretty sure he had stolen from Matthew. That man was the only one who could easily dwarf Namjoon. There were pictures of him working out with Jackson and Matthew, plus even one with his shirt off. Jackson said they made his tits look good, a comment that had Namjoon hide away in his room, refusing to look at the other man for a fair few hours.
Maybe nobody would choose him? Namjoon wasn't even sure if he wanted to be chosen or not; in all honesty, he was kinda scared of the whole thing. He knew he had a habit of overthinking everything, but he just couldn't stop it. Sure Jackson had been lucky on the site, but there couldn't be that many Jinyoung's on the side.
What if he got matched with a super old and creepy guy, who would figure out who he was based on his pictures and then stalk him and kill him? What if his dad found him on his side? Namjoon was unsure how he was ever meant to look his dad in the eyes if he found out that Namjoon was using a sugar daddy site.
Well, there was the one question of how Namjoon's dad would find out because that meant he was on the site as well. Which would cause a ton of other issues, and Namjoon really didn't want to think of his dad as either a sugar daddy or, worse, a Sugarbaby. That idea in itself was terrifying. Yup, not gonna think about that.
Namjoon honestly considered burning his phone. That would stop him from looking at it. It would prevent him from having to decide if he wanted to get chosen or not.
Just as he was making his way to the kitchen (Jackson had banned him from after the Fork vs Microwave incident), he thought that maybe the gas stove could set his phone on fire. That was all he could hope for, at least. His phone gave a sad little noise from it, which was the sign that somebody had messaged him on the app.
Fuck, Namjoon was gonna die, wasn't he? It would be a creepy old man, ready to kill him.
He was almost hyperventilating when he finally opened his phone and saw who messaged him. It was a... very attractive man who just messaged him a cheeky ' Well I am here, now what are your other two wishes.'
That... was not what Namjoon had expected, so he took a look at the profile. He assumed it was a troll, not somebody serious, but the account was verified, so it was real.
The man he was talking to was leanly built, tall, but not as tall as Namjoon, bleach blonde locks looked more healthy than anybody with that light hair was allowed to. The man was Kim Seokjin, owner of a series of restaurants, looking for a steady Sugarbaby to spoil.
Namjoon wasn't sure how the hell he could be a chef and be that well in shape, but who was Namjoon to question that.
Namjoon had never been good at texting. All he could come up with was:
From Namjoon:
' Uhm, world peace would be nice?'
How the fuck was he meant to do this? How did anybody do this? Namjoon had no damn idea. Was this even the right thing to say?
Clearly, it wasn't, cause the answer back he got was:
From Seokjin:
' You are new to this, aren't you, pretty boy?'
Namjoon was blushing, his entire face going tomato red. Not even his last boyfriend had called him pretty boy, sticking to more masculine nicknames. Namjoon found... he liked it. Guess he was learning something new about himself. His hands were shaking as he answered the man back:
From Namjoon:
' Is it that clear?"
He didn't get long to overthink his message as Seokjin were quick to answer him:
From Seokjin:
'Very, most Sugar Babies would use that line to start explaining what they wanted back in return for their services. I can get you many things, cutie, but even I don't think world peace is possible for me. But it is certainly the most intriguing answer I have gotten. So what do you want, Namjoon? From me, that is? World peace we can work on later.'
Maybe he should have expected it, but Namjoon was genuinely surprised by how forward Seokjin was with this whole payment thing. Maybe Namjoon was the kind of person who was just shy when it came to money. He would honestly rather die than having to ask his family for financial help.
Maybe it was best just to be honest.
From Namjoon:
'I just want to be able to eat and keep the light on.'
From Seokjin:
'This is no reason to try to play it down. I won't judge you. We are both here for a reason, so what do you want?'
Now Namjoon just felt a little insulted. He didn't enjoy being made out to be some kind of liar.
From Namjoon:
' I am not being coy! I just want to be able to feed myself, and I don't like being called a liar!'
Namjoon was just about to block Seokjin when another message came in, just as fast as Namjoon had answered. He felt that he owed Seokjin at least to check the message before he blocked it. He should have expected it shouldn't he? Rich dudes were always assholes, tv really should have taught him that.
From Seokjin:
'I am sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Most people here want something a lot bigger, all paid travel, a new car. I have often run into people who will pretend not to want something, just to spring it on me later. I prefer this straightforward, but if that is really all you are looking for....'
He let it run off from there, and Namjoon huffed a little, but he did feel a bit better. It couldn't be easy to be a Sugar daddy on here. There were way more babies than daddies, and thinking those words made Namjoon cringe. He did not want to think of himself as a baby. That was just weird.
From Namjoon:
'Just don't call me a liar again. I don't like that.'
From Seokjin:
'Bossy, I like it, but if we have to keep talking, I don't think you will enjoy the next part.'
Namjoon had a strange idea that he was about to be asked for a dick pic, this was all feeling very much like a dating app, and Namjoon had tried those enough to know where this was heading.
From Namjoon:
'If you ask me for a picture of my dick, I am gonna block you.'
From Seokjin:
'If I wanted sex that I paid for, I am fully aware I am on the wrong site. I want a picture of your ID. I am not trying to say you are a liar, but there are too many of them on this app. So I just want to make sure, protect myself and you. A picture of your driver's license is more than enough.'
Now that... was fair enough honestly when Namjoon thought about it.
From Namjoon:
'Uhm.,... I would do that. There is just one problem.'
He felt so embarrassed.
From Seokjin:
'There always is.'
From Namjoon:
'I can't drive, I don't have a licence, would a passport be okay?'
Namjoon always felt so embarrassed when he had to mention he could drive, but his eyes were terrible, and even with contacts on, his doctor had said it was better that he didn't attempt driving and had declared him unfit for it.
From Seokjin:
'Oh! Of course, I thought you would come up with excuses for why you had no ID.'
From Namjoon:
' Does people really do that?'
Namjoon was digging around his room for wherever his passport was hiding while waiting for a response to Seokjin's question. The reply came when Namjoon had finally managed to dig his passport up from where he was hiding it in some drawer he didn't use. Snapping a quick picture, he cringed. He had forgotten that his passport picture was terrible.
He and Jackson had taken a trip to Japan a year earlier, and they had noticed way too late that Namjoon had lost his passport, so they had to go and get a new one made as quickly as possible. This meant they had to get a new passport picture in the middle of the morning, and Namjoon did very much look like it was the middle of the morning.
Checking the message from Seokjin, it read:
From Seokjin:
'More than I am willing to admit, there are a lot of scammers here. Sugar Babies don't have to be verified like the daddies do. Plus, I had more than once where the person was real, but they lied about being over 18, and I don't really feel like going to jail if you understand.'
Seokjin was clearly making sure to explain it on a level that Namjoon could understand, and it was kinda sweet that he was taking into account that Namjoon was new to this.
From Namjoon:
'I have the picture, promise you don't laugh. I am terrible at taking passport pictures, and this one is bad even by my standards.'
From Seokjin:
'We all look terrible in passport pictures. What about a trade? Even if I am verified, you show me yours. I will show you mine. And no, we are not talking dick. I promise'
Namjoon couldn't stop himself from giggling a little as he sent the picture. Seokjin was funny and kinda sweet. Which was not something Namjoon had expected in a Sugar Daddy.
He sent the picture, only a few minutes later getting one back from Seokjin. The identity matched, and at least that was nice to know. Didn't stop Namjoon from being kinda salty about how good Seokjin looked in his passport picture. The man was downright gorgeous, and that simply was not fair at all.
From Seokjin:
'Thank you for sending it. If you are comfortable, maybe we could meet in real life and talk about how we will move forward? It would be easier, no pressure on you. You can cancel at any time and leave at any time you want. But I have found this really is easier in person.'
Well, in for a pound, in for a penny. This was what Namjon wanted, right? So he better damn well commit to it.
From Namjoon:
'Sounds good, could we do it in public? For the sake of me not getting murdered?'
The second he had sent the message, Namjoon started to fear that he might have gone too far. He knew that not everybody liked his sense of humour. He didn't want to scare away Seokjin.
Oh.... he didn't want to scare the man away? Well, maybe that was a good sign, or perhaps it wasn't Namjoon honestly wasn't sure. He hoped it wasn't.
From Seokjin:
'With those shoulders and thighs. I feel like I am the one who should be scared of being murdered. Still public is a good idea. What about at one of my restaurants? I will pay.'
From Namjoon:
'I can't possibly accept that!'
Namjoon had googled Seokjin's restaurants, and those were very expensive! A meal there was way more than Namjoon's monthly rent!
From Seokjin:
'Namjoon, did you forget what this is about? The price is not a problem, plus I do own the place, so it is not like I pay for it.'
Oh... yeah, he had kinda forgotten that this wasn't a regular date.
From Namjoon:
'Oops.'
From Seokjin:
'You really are new to this. Does Thursday evening sound fine to you? Around 7pm, the restaurant won't be too busy like they will be able to work without me.'
Namjoon's cheeks felt warm as he realized what he agreed to. Still, he didn't allow his nervousness to take over.
Instead, he just forced his fingers to uncurl and answer Seokjin with a fast:
From Namjoon:
'That fits me well! I look forward to meeting you.'
From Seokjin:
'I look forward to meeting you as well, you are one of the cutest people I have ever talked to on this app, and I think you will be even cuter in person.'
From Namjoon:
'I am not sure what the rules are here. Do we now only talk to each other, or is it like a dating app? Or? I am new to this.'
From Seokjin:
'There are no real rules, but the norm is that we keep talking to other people until we agree that we want it just to be us. Some Sugar daddies have multiple babies, some babies have multiple daddies. It all depends on what we feel. I suggest you talk to some more people. Maybe it will always make it more clear what you want.'
It was kinda cute that Seokjin looked out for him.
From Namjoon:
'Thank you, I... look forward to seeing you on Thursday then!'
Namjoon could feel butterflies in his stomach as he closed the app. He had actually done it. He had talked to somebody on this stupid app, and he had actually made an appointment. Wait, that was not the right word, or maybe it was. Namjoon was just... amazed and happy. Perhaps it would look up for him.
Seokjin had said that he should try to talk to more people on the app, so when another person messaged him, he didn't just ignore it. The message was from another verified sugar daddy account, but it was much more direct than Seokjin's had been.
From Yoongi:
'ID.'
Namjoon almost ignored it, but he checked the profile first. Min Yoongi, short but kinda cute. Long hands, with pretty fingers and mint green hair. Still, it was none of that which stole Namjoon's attention. No, it was his profession:
'Professional producer, don't worry, I have the money for this.'
Namjoon loved music. He loved it so much. Half of his degree was in music production. He couldn't just ignore this message. He didn't know the name Min Yoongi, but he also knew that many producers used pen names, so it would only make sense that this man was doing that as well.
The message wasn't a question. It was a demand. Namjoon almost dropped the passport photo that he took before changing his mind. Nobody told him what to do. No matter how much Namjoon wanted to talk about music to this man, he still didn't like rude people.
From Namjoon:
'Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?'
From Yoongi:
'ID or we don't talk, I am not bothering talking with catfishes.'
From Namjoon:
'And then they say I am bossy.'
Namjoon still gave in, dropping his passport picture.
From Namjoon:
'Happy now, boss man?'
Namjoon used as much sarcasm as entirely possible.
Yoongi didn't seem to appreciate it.
From Yoongi:
'My last meeting with a person from this site ended with me meeting a 15-year-old boy instead of the 21-year-old man I had expected. I take no risk anymore.'
Namjoon cringed a bit at that. Yeah, suddenly, the defensiveness made more sense.
From Namjoon:
'Shit yeah, okay. I am hiding nothing here. I am just your everyday 22-year-old student. But I don't like being ordered around.'
From Yoongi:
'Duly noted, what are you looking for?'
Well, this man was straight to the point. Now having talked to Seokjin, he at least had an idea of how to handle this.
From Namjoon:
'My rent, and being able to eat.'
From Yoongi:
'Not gonna pull an, introduce me to this person! Tell me about how this singer is?'
It seemed that this man had a
From Namjoon:
'I am not gonna say I am not curious about which techniques and software you use, but I have no interest in singers. All I care about is the music itself. Still, my mother has raised me better than to ask for stuff like that. I am genuinely just here looking for my rent and enough to eat.'
Honesty had worked well with Seokjin, so surely it would work well with this surly man as well.
From Yoongi:
'You are new to this, aren't you?'
From Namjoon:
'Goddamn it! How did you know I was better this time?'
From Yoongi:
'Sugar babies who look like you, they know what their worth is. They know how to demand something out of daddies. You look like a damn dream but talk like somebody who doesn't even understand that most men would fall over themselves to just take a look at you. Here you are just wanting rent, so you are new to this. High-quality babies like you never stay long on the market.'
Namjoon had never blushed so hard in his life, especially from just a message. He didn't even know that it was possible. He wasn't even sure what the correct answer was. He felt so shy. Again those butterflies. So he went with sarcastic deflection. It was the best way he knew of dealing with compliments.
From Namjoon:
'Does those lines normally work for you?'
The answer came back almost instantly.
From Yoongi:
'I don't use lines. I only say what I mean. I think life is too short and dark to play stupid games like that. You are gorgeous whether you know it or not."
What was the correct answer to that? Namjoon had no idea and was just really happy that Yoongi couldn't see him blush like a tomato.
From Namjoon:
'Thank you... I think.'
From Yoongi:
'I am just saying it like I see it, especially now that I know you are real. How do you feel about meeting up next week? As I said, men that look as good as you don't stay on the app long, and I am not ready to give you up.'
Namjoon could really appreciate the straightforwardness, and while he hadn't planned on going on more dates than just with Seokjin. Well, were they really dates? Nope, he was not gonna think about that. He couldn't stop himself from agreeing to it.
That was how they ended up setting a meeting for the day after his meeting with Seokjin. The last message Yoongi sent him made Namjoon's heart flutter.
From Yoongi:
'My guess is that you make music yourself, hence why you want to know the technique I use. Bring a sample. We can look at it together.'
Well, that made it clear that Namjoon for sure was not dodging that date.
Maybe he should have stopped there, maybe he should just have blocked notifications, but he was just too curious. And somehow, he ended up setting up four more dates slash meetings.
First, there was Taehyung, not that much older than Namjoon, only 26, who worked as a pretty popular photographer, who looked like he should work in front of the camera, not behind it. Still, he was sweet and had endured himself to Namjoon by asking exciting questions about his dog that was one in one of the pictures. He seemed to genuinely actually care about his fluffy puffball, which was always an easy way to find your way into Namjoon's heart.
Just like Seokjin and Yoongi, Taehyung had easily been able to guess very quickly that Namjoon was indeed new to this entire thing. He had been less... forward with it. He was sweet, and when he had asked for a meeting, Namjoon hadn't been able to say no to it. The meeting had been planned for the day before his meeting with Seokjin.
Then there was Jungkook, who was actually the same age as Namjoon. He was a trust-fund baby with more money than he knew what to do with.
The reason Namjoon had answered the message to start with was that it was kinda cute, just the word 'thighs' and multiple shy emojis. Namjoon hadn't noticed at first since he was sleeping, and while Namjoon hadn't answered, Jungkook had figured out he was being kinda weird and had gone into a full apologizing mode for being creepy. It was cute, and Namjoon couldn't not answer him after that.
They had hit up and had planned a date afterwards. Jungkook was the one person who hadn't asked for ID, making Namjoon assume that he was as new to this as Namjoon himself was.
Hoseok was the next owner of a series of successful dance studios. The man was seemingly just made out of pure sunshine, and it made Namjoon feel warm and fluttery inside. He wasn't inexperienced like Jungkook and did ask for ID, but he was calmer about it than the rest.
Namjoon liked him, that was the reason that he somehow ended up agreeing to meet him as well, and he couldn't find it in himself to regret it.
Last, there was Jimin, another sweet guy, but with a teasing streak. He was a crypto trader and had made huge money in the early crypto boom. Now he had more money than he could ever spend in his lifetime, but his job as a trader kept him at home most of the day. So he didn't have much chance to get a real boyfriend, and apparently, with Jimin's job, a Sugarbaby was just easier, and you didn't have to worry about somebody trying to steal your money.
That was the thing he kept hearing from all of them. That when you had that much money, you often worked a lot, and it made it easier to have a Sugarbaby than to have a boyfriend. With a Sugarbaby, everything was on the table, they knew where the others stood, and they didn't have to worry that Namjoon was lying to them.
It was something that he could actually understand when he was thinking about it. Since it was not a position that he was born into, he had honestly never thought about the struggle. It was kinda sweet and much less creepy than he had expected, plus none of them had been creepy towards him.
That was how Namjoon ended up with 6 dates, one every day of the week. How did this happen? He honestly had no idea. It wasn't that he started on the site, trying to find an army of Sugar Daddies. Well, it was too late to call it off.
His first meeting was with Jungkook; it was kinda cute how Jungkook had suggested the gym as their first meeting spot. Until he realized that while that might be cute for a date, this wasn't actually a date and instead, he ended up deciding on a simple dinner meeting.
The restaurant was high end and expensive. Namjoon had been worried at first, but Jungkook had assured him that he would pay for it.
Jungkook was... even better looking in person than he was in pictures, dark shoulder-length hair hanging loose, a black button-up that was folded up to his elbows showing off both arms covered in tattoos, and a cute eyebrow ring he definitely didn't have in his pictures.
Namjoon felt very underdressed and like maybe the two of them should swap who was the Sugardaddy. Jungkook was a year younger than him, so maybe it would work better if he was the Sugardaddy. Still, he seemed more confident in himself in person.
His smile was wide and bunny-like as he spotted Namjoon outside of the restaurant. "Namjoon, right? Wow, you look even better in person! Guess I am one lucky man!" he even winked as he opened the door for Namjoon. "I reserved both a normal table and private room, I wasn't sure what you were most comfortable with, and I really didn't want to overstep. I hope that is okay."
Jungkook might be a bumbling mess on the app. He definitely wasn't one in person. Or so Namjoon thought until Jungkook fell over his own legs trying to get into the restaurant after Namjoon, completely breaking his suave facade as he almost face planted.
Unable to hold back a giggle, Namjoon felt a lot more comfortable, as if Jungkook had been humanized, which he had in a way "private might be better for what we need to talk about, you might not want to get caught talking about it in public. Plus, a private room is still public enough that I am not worried about you murdering me."
Jungkook looked surprised until he realized exactly what Namjoon meant "oh.. that makes sense. Should I be worried about you killing me?"
"I promise not to kill you if you promise not to kill me."
A wicked grin spread on Jungkook's lips. "I guess I will keep to that promise!"
Namjoon had never been in such a fancy restaurant before, and both he and Jungkook were terribly underdressed, that was for sure. Namjoon was wearing his nicest pair of jeans, but that was still clearly not enough. Luckily nobody commented on it as Jungkook had the waiter lead them to their private booth.
"I... don't know what I am meant to order," Namjoon admitted feeling a little shy. He was from a lower to middle-class household and terrible at making food, so many of the things on the menu he had never even heard of.
At first, he had been afraid Jungkook would judge him, but the younger man just explained and suggested things to him.
Maybe this was kinda a bad idea for the first meeting that Namjoon had with one of his potential Sugar Daddies cause clearly neither of them knew exactly what they were doing, and it felt more like a date than anything else as they just casually talked while waiting for their food.
As the appetizer was set in front of them, Namjoon hesitantly asked, "so do you know how to do this?"
Jungkook just kinda awkwardly shrugged. "I kinda hoped you knew where to go."
"This is my first time doing this," Namjoon popped the first fried calamari ring into his mouth, with a little shrug "my guess is that it is for you as well."
Jungkook just shrugged as well, mirroring Namjoon as he consumed a ring as well "yes, I am realizing now that maybe I should have looked up more about this." he blushed a little, and it made Namjoon feel a little calmer.
"So what do you want out of this?" that is what the other men had asked him about, so maybe that could work.
Quick to answer, Jungkook's blush spread further down his cheeks to his neck and ears. "I want somebody to spoil. Boyfriends are hard, and with school plus interning at dad's company, I don't really have the time to spend on finding one, let alone vetting one. I like spoiling people. I like going out without somebody and making them feel good. I want that, so finding a Sugarbaby sounded like the most logical thing to do. What are you looking for."
"Being able to eat and pay rent." it felt way more embarrassing to say it face to face to a person. Especially somebody as rich as Jungkook.
Who seemed genuinely surprised "aren't you meant to ask me for, like expensive all paid trips, and stuff like that, jewellery."
Namjoon giggled at his surprised innocent tone. "It is corona time. I don't think anybody is travelling the next year."
"That is a good point." Jungkook popped another ring into his mouth as he drummed his fingers on the table, thinking, "I should have prepared better for this."
"I think we both should have," Namjoon bit his lip. This wasn't really awkward, instead of just weird. It was so easy to relax with Jungkook, even if they were both extremely lost in this whole Sugar Daddy thing. "I don't feel comfortable agreeing to sexual favours. If we come to that point naturally, I am fine, but right now, agreeing to sex feels very..."
"Escorts?" Jungkook helpfully said as Namjoon struggled to find the word he was searching for.
"Yes."
"I wouldn't want you to have sex with me unless you wanted to." the tip of Jungkook's ears were burning from mentioning sex. "I am fine with just going out, just spending time together and having somebody to treat. If it turns to sex later, then that is fine, but for now, hugs and maybe innocent kisses."
"I can do kisses." not that it was really that hard work. Jungkook was, by all means, a very attractive man that Namjoon found attractive.
From there, the conversation got easier, as they tried to find out what the other person wanted and needed.
The money part was definitely the hardest part of the conversation for Namjoon, but Jungkook seemed not to care about it at all, as they got served their main course. If anything, he was worried that it wasn't enough money that Namjoon got out of it.
Jungkook also asked if Namjoon was okay with him sending fits to Namjoon's home address since he liked spoiling people, and while it did set Namjoon's cheeks ablaze, he really couldn't say no to that. Then came the part that Namjoon didn't look forward to.
"Are Sugar Daddy and baby relationships monogamous?" Namjoon bit his lip while thinking about it since he did have 5 more dates in the next 5 days.
They had moved onto the desert, and Jungkook was very taken with opening up his lava cake and having the hot inside slowly flow out of it. It was kinda cute to watch. "I think if you have a boyfriend, it will be awkward. I am not sure I am okay with that cause I don't really want to make you cheat on him, even just emotionally. But if it's just other Sugardaddies, I am fine with that! Even if it's Sugar Mummy. Wait, I never asked you for your orientation?" his eyes went wide in the cutest way.
Unable to hold back a giggle, Namjoon brought up his hand, trying to cover his mouth. "I am gay. I even wrote it on my app."
"Oh... yeah, I am stupid." Jungkook seemed honestly taken aback by his own forgetfulness "I am gay as well if that means anything."
"I saw," Namjoon's eyes were almost sparkling with mir before he went back to his own desert, a nice tasting coffee ice cream with wafers. "I don't have a boyfriend. I don't plan on getting one either."
"Well, that is... good? This is awkward, isn't it?" Jungkook ran a hand through his longer hair, messing it up a slight bit. It wasn't fair that Jungkook could look so good when feeling awkward. The younger was still a perfect balance between being shy and confident.
Namjoon could definitely see how the closer they got, and Jungkook got more confident in everything he could be a damn menace, but in a good way, "it's not that bad. It is kinda cute how neither of us. Has any idea of what is going on."
Jungkook seemingly had a good sense of humour "in for a penny, in for a pound?"
"Sounds about right."
The rest of the meeting went fairly well, and somehow, Namjoon had ended up with his first Sugar Daddy, something he hadn't expected to happen. Jungkook had said that he would message Namjoon for when they could meet again, for a real date thing, instead of just this meeting.
He had also said that he would transfer enough money to cover all of Namjoon's expenses, even though Namjoon really had tried to say that just half or part of it would be enough. Jungkook lived in such a different world than Namjoon. He had seen the amount that was Namjoon's rent and expenses and had been confused why it was so little.
It was... it was a good meeting. A little weird, a little awkward, and at times hard to wrap his head around, but still good.
Namjoon felt butterflies in his stomach as Jungkook paid, and they left the restaurant. It was some of the best food that Namjoon had ever had, and when they were about to split, he leaned down a little to press a kiss on Jungkook's cheek. "I look forward to seeing you more."
Jungkook's smile was big enough to almost split his face. "me too, I can't believe I was lucky enough to find you! I thought for real you were fake!"
Giggling, Namjoon played with his sleeve "why did you ask for my ID then?"
Poor Jungkook looked surprised. "You can do that?"
Namjoon just laughed "yes, I was kinda surprised you didn't. Since you guys have to be approved, but we don't, asking for ID is probably a good idea, so you know you aren't getting scammed. Jungkook just looked shocked.
"Turns out I am stupid."
"Nah, you are just new to this." Namjoon gave him a quick wave. "I should probably get home, it's getting cold, and I don't wanna miss the last bus."
Jungkook's eyes went huge "bus?"
"Well, I am not gonna walk home." he giggled a little, tugging his hands into the sleeves of his jacket. He really did need a new one soon, especially now that the winter was getting close. He loved the jacket, but it was getting run down, and there was a hole in the sleeve. "I might be in good shape, but it is way too far to walk home."
"You didn't drive here?" Jungkook looked surprised as he fiddled with his own car keys.
Namjoon's cheeks flushed as he looked away from Jungkook, awkwardly playing with his own fingers as he rocked a bit from side to side. "I can't drive? I am clumsy, and my vision isn't good. So I never learned how to drive, lucky the public transport isn't so bad."
"I can drive you home if you want?" Jungkook was a little hesitant. He was swinging his keys around his finger in a nervous tick "only if you feel comfortable about it, I would feel bad about it if I let you take the bus home this late, especially since I was the reason you were out so late."
"I can't possibly...-"
Jungkook cut him off, "I am meant to be your Sugar Daddy now, so maybe we can see it as an early help!" his smile was sweet, and Namjoon really hadn't looked forward to taking the bus home, so he was willing to agree to the trip.
He knew nothing about cars, but even Namjoon could tell that it was an expensive sports car. In all honesty, Namjoon found pretty much all cars to be the same. If they had 4 wheel's, they were a car, and they were no different than any other car. Still, this one was expensive.
Jungkook held the door open for him, and Namjoon was kinda proud of himself for not slamming his head into the side of the door by accident. Cause if he had, there was no damn way he would ever have gotten over it, and all he would have been able to do was lie down and die in shame.
The drive back to Namjoon's place was nice. Jungkook let him decide which music they should have on, and the other man seemed to genuinely enjoy Namjoon's choice of music. When they arrived there, Jungkook spoke up, "shall we try this goodbye thing again."
For a second, Namjoon considered if he was meant to invite Jungkook inside until he remembered that it wasn't actually a real date but a Sugar Daddy thing. Instead, he leaned over to once again press a kiss to Jungkook's cheek, something the younger seemed happy with "thank you for the ride." Namjoon felt a bit cheeky as he got out of the car, leaning back in just a little and winked, as he added, "Daddy."
He didn't get to see Jungkook's expression as he docked out before he had the chance to really see it, but the sound, closer to a squeak, was cute, as Namjoon waved over his shoulder before running into the apartment complex.
His heart was beating faster than he had ever felt it before, but he felt... nice. Maybe this really could work out! It was a good feeling.
That evening when Namjoon checked his account, he saw that Jungkook had already transferred the money, covering both Namjoon's rent and the rest of his bills. The relief of not having to worry about that any more was bigger than could ever explain. All Jungkook did was send him a winky face emote and a quick ' I look forward to seeing you again... baby.' The last part was clearly a reference to how Namjoon had finished his sentence and said goodbye.
So that was how Namjoon had gotten his first Sugardaddy.
Namjoon's next date was the day after, with gorgeous model Taehyung who took him to a private beach for a picnic. Taehyung wanted something unique but also understood that they needed to talk before anything else, and apparently, restaurants were boring.
Taehyung was very much not boring.
While Namjoon might not be able to afford much in the way of fashion, he did love fashion, and when Taehyung met him in front of the beach, he looked as if he was right out of fashion shoot. Well, that wasn't fair, and once again, Namjoon was underdressed.
That was starting to really become a trend. Taehyung had windswept sun-kissed golden hair and a healthy tan. Dressed in a white button-up with multiple button's open, and the fabric slightly see-through, and a pair of colourful shorts reaching knee length. On a normal human, maybe it would have been too much, but for Taehyung, it just made him look like a million quid.
A pair of sunglasses, probably worth more than Namjoon's entire wardrobe, were sitting pretty on his nose. "Namjoon! Good to see you!" He pushed the sunglasses back so he could look Namjoon in the eyes "damn, you are even more beautiful in real life than you were online."
Jungkook had called him beautiful as well, but that didn't stop Namjoon from blushing to the colour of a strawberry. "Thank you." He had to fight himself to not cover his face with his hands. This man, this model, was calling him beautiful. Something had clearly gone wrong in the world.
Taehyung smiled at him, wide and happy "I already have everything prepared. Let me show you. Don't worry about being disturbed. I have made sure to book the entire beach." Namjoon wasn't even aware that you could book a beach, but he didn't argue with Taehyung. He just followed Taehyung, still taken aback by just how beautiful the man really was. No pictures really did justice to him.
If he hadn't already been speechless, he would have been so when he arrived at the beach. When Taehyung had said picnic, Namjoon had just assumed it was something low key. It very much wasn't just something lowkey.
Yes, there was a picnic blanket on top of the sand, but instead of just sandwiches half covered in sand that neither of them really wanted to eat. Instead, on the beautiful white picnic blanket was an array of many different dishes. There were strawberries dipped in chocolate, what looked to be a bottle of cooling champagne, beautifully cut and placed fruit pieces, perfectly decorated cupcakes.
"Taehyung, this is...." Namjoon was staring.
"I didn't know what kind of food you liked, so I got a bit of everything." He seemed a little shy, which was just adorable. "I got a parasol as well since I don't know how well you deal with the sun, and I didn't want to assume."
"You didn't have to do all of this Taehyung, this is so sweet." the man almost puffed up happily at the compliment.
"But I wanted to show you that I could be a good Sugar Daddy." Taehyung smiled at him before plopping down on the blanket "please come sit, we can talk while we eat. I guess you have a ton of questions for me, and we are trying to get to know each other!"
The meeting was nice. Taehyung was sweet and charming. Always perfectly nice and kind, he even poured champagne for Namjoon and fed him strawberries.
Even after his meeting with Jungkook, Namjoon hadn't expected it to go as well as he did.
Getting to know Taehyung was easy. The man was so sweet and easy going. He shared stories of both his work and off his beloved dog. Taehyung really loved his dog and was eager to know more about Namjoon's in return, which was cute and easy to bond over.
They had gotten halfway through their picnic when Taehyung had awkwardly changed his weight from one part of his body to another, clearly having something to say "so... There is no easy way of saying this, and I swear it isn't because I don't trust you, but my company will kill me if I don't get it, I need you to sign an NDA."
"Oh, of course, do you have the papers with you already? I didn't bring a pen." Namjoon felt a little awkward by that "I normally do, but you told me not to bring anything."
Taehyung was staring at him, as Namjoon kept his rambling going about not having a pen, not noticing that Taehyung wasn't saying anything at first, he was simply too busy patting down his pockets, wanting to check if maybe he did have a pen, but he was just hiding it away.
First then realising that Taehyung wasn't saying anything. "Tae?" his voice hesitant "are you okay?"
Shaking his head to clear his mind, Taehyung put a smile back on his lips, but his eyes were hesitant. "Do you not... have questions about the NDA? Most people get angry when you tell them they have to sign an NDA."
Namjoon just shrugged. "I always assumed that I would have to sign something like that. You are a popular model; it just makes sense, and I don't mind. It wasn't like I had plans to go out and talk about you with people or anything. An NDA is to protect your privacy. I would be more worried if you didn't plan on making me sign one."
Taehyung was straight up staring until he started giggling "you really are something special, aren't you, Namjoon? Normally when I have to ask people to sign NDAs, they freak out and get really angry with me."
"It is just the logical choice. How else will you have your privacy?" Namjoon smiled at him softly "do you have it with you? So I can sign it now? I assume that even if we decide not to meet again, I still have to sign one for today?" He kept his voice calm so as to not spook Taehyung, who still seemed a little shaken by the whole thing.
"I got it in my car. You can sign it when we leave if that is okay with you." Taehyung gave him a wider smile than any other he had given earlier. It was a boxy one that reached his eyes, making Namjoon think that there probably wasn't a lot who were lucky enough to see. Again, Taehyung was beautiful.
The money thing came up again, and Namjoon had completely forgotten that he was meant to be doing a Sugar Daddy thing, that this wasn't just a date he was having with a wealthy and attractive man.
At first, Namjoon wasn't sure what he was meant to say. After all, technically, his bills had been taken care of by Jungkook, so would it be lying if he said the same answer as he had said to Jungkook?
In the end, Namjoon decided not to overthink his moral dilemma and instead just answering with the same thing that he had told Jungkook, that he was just looking for money to pay his rent and a bit of the rest of his bills. It was the partial truth, so that had to count, right?
Taehyung didn't even seem to question it for a second, instead just like Jungkook, he asked Namjoon if it was really all he wanted.
It was clear that he had a bit more experience than Jungkook did because he had an actual idea of what he wanted to do with Namjoon. Still, Namjoon felt that he was committing some kind of fraud for agreeing with it.
Taehyung wanted to feel normal, just regular dates like anybody else would go on. Something like walking dogs and other stuff like that. He wanted to be able to enjoy time with another person and know where they stood instead of having to worry about pictures against his will being sent to the press.
He wanted to spoil somebody, to be able to treat them and not feel weird about it. He just wanted to feel... normal.
Honestly, it was kind of sad. Namjoon had never really thought about how hard it had to be to date for somebody who was as famous as Taehyung. For any of them, it made him feel bad. He wanted to reach out and hug Taehyung, but he was worried that maybe it was a bit over the line, and that wasn't the level they were at yet.
Still, as Jackson said, Namjoon had a too big heart. As he reached out, placing his hand on top of Taehyung's "I understand," he tried for a calming smile, something that would make Taehyung know he wasn't alone.
Taehyung seemed to appreciate it as he turned his own hand around, giving Namjoon's a light squeeze. Taehyung had nice hands.
"How does this work? Is it a... monogamous sugar daddy thing? I am new to this." well, okay, maybe he wasn't so new to this. He did have Jungkook, after all, but it felt weird to mention or say it.
Taehyung giggled at that "no, of course not! I am busy, and I wouldn't want you to force yourself to just be with me. As long as you try and work around my schedule and meet when possible, and text. Other than that, you are free to do whatever you want. Just tell me if you get a boyfriend or girlfriend. I don't really feel like being the 'other woman' in a cheating sense. Even tho, I do look great in a dress."
All Namjoon could do was giggle. Taehyung had a way of speaking that just made Namjoon feel comfortable, that just made him smile and not worry about things "you as well, I don't mind if you have more Sugar Babies." Namjoon already felt as if he was already getting the better deal in this Sugar Daddy, Sugar Baby relationship, and he didn't want Taehyung to feel stuck.
"You really are too sweet." Taehyung had tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were warm as they looked over Namjoon. "I could just eat you up."
There was something in his eyes that made Namjoon's heart skip a beat. It was a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time, nor was it something that he had ever expected to feel for a Sugar Daddy. To his own horror, Namjoon could feel his cheeks heat up.
He had always been easy to blush, but Taehyung really wasn't making it easier for him to avoid it. Still, it was a nice date. Taehyung was nice. Namjoon had enjoyed his time with the other man, and as they got ready to leave, Taehyung told him to just leave it. That somebody else would come and clean it up.
Again, Namjoon hesitated. This was far from what he would normally do. He came from a lower-middle-class family, and he hated littering, but Taehyung took his hand "it is going to be fine, as soon as we leave, I have hired somebody to come clean it up. It won't just be left here."
"If you are sure, I can still...."
Namjoon got cut off by Taehyung. He lightly squeezed his hand, pulling him along towards the entrance to the beach. "It is very sweet that you want to help Namjoon, but they are getting paid fairly well for the job of cleaning the beach. Let me drive you home. You said you had taken the bus."
Namjoon hadn't admitted that the reason he had taken the bus was because he couldn't drive. People tended to look down on people like Namjoon couldn't drive. He was about to argue, but Taehyung cut him off again, with a soft smile on his face. "I know you can get home by yourself, I am offering cause I want to do it, but if you aren't ready for it, I won't force it."
"If you are sure that it's okay, I wouldn't say no to a ride." Namjoon still felt shy and a bit like he was suddenly a damsel in distress that needed help. Luckily Taehyung didn't seem to mind as he gave Namjoon's hand a little squeeze before leading him to his car.
It reminded him to an almost crazy level to exactly what had happened with Jungkook, other than Taehyung was a bit less awkward. Even then, Jungkook's awkwardness had been kinda cute. Not that Taehyung wasn't cute.
The two of them were so similar but still so different. Namjoon liked both of them, something that he hadn't expected.
They kept talking during the drive to Namjoon place. First, later did he realise that maybe giving away where he lived wasn't a great survival strategy, but hey, he had already decided that Taehyung wasn't gonna murder him. Hopefully.
As they came to a standstill right in front of Namjoon's place, "I look forward to seeing you again," Taehyung had placed his hand on Namjoon's cheek, leaning a bit over the gear stick, to look Namjoon in the eyes "may I kiss you?"
Goddamn it, his cheeks and ears were heating up again, without him even wanting them to "yes." Namjoon's mouth answered before his brain really caught onto what was happening.
It was the truth; still, Namjoon wanted to be kissed, even if he hadn't known it at that moment.
He didn't get much time to think about it, as the next second soft lips were pressed on top of Namjoon's in a chaste kiss.
It wasn't much. Taehyung wasn't trying to push for more, his tongue very much stayed in his mouth, and he pulled away shortly after. It seemed that all he really wanted was the comfort of a kiss. And yeah, that was kinda sad, and Namjoon almost kissed him again to make up for it until he remembered what they were.
He wasn't even sure what to say as Taehyung just grinned at him, no longer just smiling, but a full-on grin "thank you for meeting me and agreeing to this. I look forward to seeing you again."
With that, he let Namjoon get out as Namjoon just mumbled a little, "I look forward to seeing you as well." which was the truth. Taehyung was interesting. There were so many parts to him, and Namjoon couldn't wait to experience every part of him.
His heart was beating fast, almost like a damn bird's fluttering wings as Taehyung drove off. He had only met two of the men he was meant to have a meeting with, and he already felt that he was in too deep.
For a few seconds, he considered cancelling all the plans he had with the other men, but he simply couldn't get himself to do that. All of the 4 men he hadn't yet gone out with all had a different part of them that attracted Namjoon to them, and he wanted to know them more.
There was no way that he could have this connection with more men, right? There was no way that he would have these feelings for all of them?
Namjoon was wrong. God, how was he wrong.
He somehow ended up having this connection to every single one of them.
His date with Jimin had been to an amusement park. Since Jimin had earned his fortune in the tech boom and crypto market, he wasn't somebody that people would instantly recognise, which meant that he had a lot more freedom than some of the other guys. He didn't have the same retrains that the others had.
This also meant that he was free to tease Namjoon, which he loved doing. It wasn't mean spirited teasing, but sweet soft teasing that made Namjoon's stomach fill with butterflies as his cheeks heated up.
Jimin would tease him during the bigger rollercoasters, but he would also hold Namjoon-s hand and make sure that he was comfortable with everything. He would win Namjoon prices and pay for everything, but still, tease him that Namjoon wasn't big enough to carry the big teddy bear he won.
Which was crazy cause Namjoon was bigger than him!
Still, it was a good meeting, and in the end, he had agreed to be Jimin's sugar baby as well.
Then there was Seokjin, the first guy that he had spoken to. The meeting was a classical date setup, with them meeting at Seokjin's restaurant right after it had closed, dim candle lights as they talked. Seokjin was suave, no doubt about it, but he was also silly, a lover of dad jokes.
He also cooked like an angel. He had taken Namjoon into the kitchen in the back to show off. He had tied to teach Namjoon, then quickly realised that Namjoon was a disaster and told him to just sit, look pretty and watch. Which Namjoon had done.
Seokjin took more charge than the other men, but Namjoon found that he didn't mind. He found that he liked it. It suited Seokjin.
Just like the three men before, Namjoon ended up agreeing to be Seokjin's, Sugar Baby. He just couldn't say no.
Seokjin had kissed him on the forehead as he ordered an uber for Namjoon and wished him a good night. Namjoon thought his heart was just gonna give in.
The day after that, he was meeting with Hoseok. They had met at Hoseok's dance studio, where Hoseok had said he wanted to teach Namjoon some moves.
It was exactly as much of a disaster that Namjoon had warned him that it would be. The thing was that Namjoon was born with 2 stork legs, and he really didn't have any control of them most of the time. It was one of the reasons he was so clumsy. His legs just often didn't want to work with him. Which was kinda rude.
So dancing, especially the form of dancing that Hoseok was good at, was just not something that Namjoon could do.
Hoseok never gave up trying to teach him, nor did he get angry or blame Namjoon. Yes, he would laugh at times, but it was clear that he was laughing with Namjoon, not at Namjoon, which really did make all the difference.
Hoseok was... bright. Like a tiny sun, sweet and caring. But he wasn't just that. There was more to it, more to him. Namjoon could sense it, and he wanted so badly to find out who Hoseok was under the sunshine.
It was a lovely meeting, and Namjoon felt an instant connection to him. That was why when Hoseok asked him if he wanted to be his Sugar Baby, Namjoon answered yes. Goddamn it, this was not how it was meant to go, but he couldn't find it in himself to mind it.
Hoseok didn't drive him home, he had a class to teach, but Namjoon didn't mind.
They didn't kiss, but the hug was more than enough. It filled Namjoon with warmth as all he could do was happily giggle to himself in the back of the uber. He probably looked insane to the driver, but he didn't mind.
The last meeting he had was with Yoongi, and it was indeed in the man's studio.
Before the date, Namjoon had no idea how he was meant to feel towards the meeting, nor how he was supposed to act. He had gone to listen to some of the music that Yoongi had produced, and the man was so talented.
How the fuck was Namjoon meant to look at him, let alone talk to him? Yoongi was on a completely different level.
Namjoon had expected some god when he got to the studio; instead, he saw a short, cute looking man who should definitely sleep more. Yoongi was a bit gruff and straightforward, but he wasn't as scary as Namjoon had feared. As soon as he realised that Namjoon was serious about music and that he hadn't lied about anything, Yoongi warmed up.
He was... Sweet. There was no other way to put it, and Namjoon loved every moment they spent together. Like the other 5 men, there was more to Yoongi than what was showing at first, and Namjoon desperately wanted to see all the layers.
Again, it didn't matter that he hadn't planned on it when Yoongi had asked Namjoon had said yes to being his Sugar Baby.
Yoongi had kissed him, but it was the briefest hint of lips against the corner of Namjoon's mouth as he had shown Namjoon out of the building. Yoongi had wanted to escort him home, even if it was just a short walk, but he still had some work he needed to finish, which Namjoon could respect.
That was how Namjoon ended up with 6 Sugar Daddies. Six amazing, fantastic and gorgeous men who knew nothing about each other and were somehow all perfect for Namjoon.
This was not what he had planned. How had this even happened?
Was 6 Sugar Daddies too much?
What was he even meant to do?
Something told him that the next thing he did was the wrong option. Because falling in love with all of them was a really stupid idea.
Didn't stop him from doing it.
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