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"Y/n!" Haru screamed, slamming the door to his car and running over to you as you walked down the stairs of Suna's house. A huge smile spread across his face as joy overtook him while he saw you. You giggled to yourself, happy that you were able to see your best friends after being suspended from college.

Haru let out a small laugh, latching his arms around you and hugging you tightly. You hugged him back even tighter, smiling to yourself. "I missed you best friend." He spoke into your ear before pulling away, still holding onto you. "I missed you too!" You pouted, playfully shoving him.

Haru scrunched his face up in confusion, weirdly staring at you. You grew confused as to what he was looking at and why he wasn't saying a word about it. "What?" You asked, raising a brow. "You horny little bitch." Haru laughed, touching your neck. Suna must've left a hickey from last night. "That ass." You grabbed your neck, trying to cover the bruised mark on your skin.

Haru scoffed at your attempt to cover the mark, rolling his eyes and turning away on his heel. "So, what is Suna doing that made you call me to pick you up?" Haru glanced over his shoulder to look at you while swinging his keys around on his index finger. The metal of the keys banging off of each other and making an annoying clanging sound.

"He's um-working." You answered Haru, slightly widening your eyes and walking to the passenger side of the car, waiting for Haru to unlock it. "Ah, working." Haru repeated, understanding what you exactly meant. After all, you and Haru were the ones who found out about Suna's job and what he does as a living.

"So," Haru began, "what would you like to do today? Maybe later on tonight I was thinking about going back to the strip club." Haru suggested, nudging your shoulder as you hopped into the car, shutting the door behind you. "You always wanna go there!" You laughed, grabbing your seatbelt and bringing it across your chest to secure it. "Well, yeah, there are hot guys and you'll possibly see your boyfriend." Haru teased.

"I see that shithead every day." You shook your head, laughing along with Haru while he started the car. "I can't believe Eliza tried to step into the fight." Haru randomly blurted out, putting the car into drive and slowly pulling into the street. You hummed in response, resting your arm on the armrest while looking at the street ahead of you. "If that bitch didn't push Suna my ass would have never been suspended."

"Yeah, exactly. She just pushed him because she knew Aran was getting his ass beat." Haru shifted in his seat, gripping onto the steering wheel a bit tighter as he drove. "Don't even get me started on him, he's weird as fuck for calling me a bitch. That's why Suna knocked his ass right to the ground." You rolled your eyes, irritated to even think about the whole situation again.

"Anyways, let's hurry and get freshened up for later." Haru glanced over at you before focusing his attention back on the road. "I agree."

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"Where the hell is my phone?" You grunted, throwing around the bedsheets and pillows searching for your phone on the bed. "What'd you lose!?" Haru yelled from the bathroom, wondering what you mumbling about. "My phone!" You yelled back, still searching under and over the sheets. "Hey."

You felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around to see Haru holding your phone in his hand with a smirk on his face. "It was in the bathroom." He sighed as you slowly took the phone from his hand. "Thank you." You smiled at him, crawling off of the bed and walking towards the bathroom, where Haru was.

"Hey, do you have any perfume on you?" Haru asked, turning around to look at you. "No, I didn't bring it with me." You slouched, slightly frowning at him. Haru silently cursed at himself as he shut the bathroom light off. "Did you run out of yours?" You asked, slipping out your lipgloss from your purse and gliding the clear liquid over your lips.

"Yeah, I use too much of it," he nodded, "but it's fine, let's just go and throw some money at these fine ass men." He said in a giddy voice, excited to finally hang out with you once again. "Let's go!"

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You and Haru stepped into the dark atmosphere of the club, immediately feeling like you stepping into a different dimension of some sort. The sounds of people chatting over one another, glasses clinking, and laughs filling the room. The music blaring over the speakers while male strippers danced away and seduced the crowd that was cheering for them.

The colorful and flashing LED lights only setting the mood more, rotating around the room and shining in every corner possible. "I'll find us a booth and you go get us some drinks!" Haru shouted near your ear, making sure you heard him over the music. You nodded at him, walking towards the bar with your purse in hand.

There were only a few people seated, not too many. One girl and guy sitting with each other and having a quiet and small conversation. You walked up to the bar, sitting in the seat as you waited for the bartender to finish making the other drinks. "Suna is gonna be performing again." You heard one of the other strippers say, walking past the bar. "Good, Koga bailed on us today, said he didn't feel well."

You watched as they both walked away, turning into the locker room that was separated from Suna's. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A deep voice spoke right next to you, catching you off guard. You immediately turned your head to see a tall man with slightly long black hair looking at you, his finger pointing towards the seat.

"Oh, no." You shook your head, giving him a friendly smile before looking away towards the bar. "What can I get for ya?" The bartender asked, leaning over the countertop. "Two margaritas please!" You yelled over the music, digging into your purse for some money. "You here all alone?" The man asked you, his head resting in the palm of his hand. "No, I'm with my friend." You chuckled.

"How rude of me, I'm Hiro. You?" He politely asked, flashing a charming smile at you. You sat down on the barstool before answering him, adjusting in your seat. "I'm y/n." You smiled, giving him a small nod. "What're you doing in a strip club?" He asked, curious to know. "I should ask you the same." You raised a brow. "I like to watch." He bluntly answered.

"Oh?" You tilted your head. "I'm sorry, that sounded weird. I like both men and women if that makes it sound any better. I'm not a stalker or anything." He laughed, letting out a deep chuckle. You laughed along with him, breaking the awkward tension between you two. Just as you were laughing, your phone vibrated in your pocket catching your attention.

You saw that it was a text from Suna, assuming it was just a cute message you opened it to see it was a video. You raised a brow and clicked on it, immediately regretting it. It was the video you and Suna recorded last night. The camera panning over your naked body and your moans coming through the speaker. You exited the video quickly, growing embarrassed. Suna texted you again seconds later.

"Don't forget who you belong to."

You looked up from your phone and looked around the club, seeing Suna standing over near the locker room, leaning against the wall with his phone in hand. He saw you with Hiro. "Everything alright?" Hiro asked, placing his hand on yours. "Mhm." You nodded, looking over at the bartender who was holding the two margaritas you ordered. "Here you go."

"Thanks!" You placed the money on the countertop and quickly grabbed your drinks, sitting up from the barstool. "Will I see around again?" Hiro asked, smiling at you. "Uh," you looked towards the locker room again, Suna not being there this time, "no, I don't think you will." You chuckled at him before walking over to the booth area to find Haru.

Your eyes scanned the seats, searching for him or any of his belongings. "Y/n!" Haru called out loud enough for you to hear him. He was all the way at the other side, waving at you. You quickly walked over to him, making sure not to spill the freshly made drinks that you held in your hand. "Finally." Haru let out a breathless laugh as you placed the margaritas down on the table.

"Sorry." You mumbled, sliding into the seat and looking up at the men on stage that were dancing. You knew anytime now that Suna would be called onto the stage to perform as he always does. But you couldn't stop thinking about what he sent you. You never would have expected him to do something like that, but at the same time, you did. How did he even know you were here?

You just shrugged it off and decided to not let it plague your mind, letting the music and cheers take you over instead while you sipped from your glass and had a good time.