After about fifteen minutes of freshening up and waiting for Suna to be done with his performance, you sat on the couch scrolling through your phone when he walked through the doors, shirtless and panting heavily.

"Hi, beautiful." Suna walked over to you, grabbing the clean towel beside you, wiping the beads of sweat off his body. "Hi." You politely waved at him. It was weird how you both were just ignoring the fact he fucked the hell out of you fifteen minutes ago. "You ready to go? I wanna hurry home and shower." You nodded at his question and stood up from the couch as he tossed on a shirt and gathered his belongings.

"Let's go." He placed his hand on your lower back as you both walked out the room and through the noisy strip club. "See you tomorrow Suna!" A man waved from the bar, cleaning the glasses with a white towel. "See ya!" Suna called out.

Suna pushed open the back door for you, the employees parked in the back of the strip club for privacy. He unlocked the car and walked you over towards the passenger side, opening the door for you. "Thank you." You cheerfully smiled at him while closed the door walked over the drivers side, getting in.

"You want any food?" Suna shifted in his seat before gently grabbing your chin and looking into your eyes. "No thank you." You shook your head. "Can I get a kiss, beautiful?" He smirked at you before you slowly nodded. You both leaned in, placing a soft kiss on each other's lips. His thumb caressed your cheek as a sat forward in his seat, beginning to drive out the parking lot.

You could help but stare at him, his side profile was so beautiful it was kind of annoying how attractive he was. You pulled out your phone and seen Haru had texted you a few minutes ago. Just as you were about to reply, his caller ID popped up on the screen. "Hi, bestie." You smiled. "Bitch, where are you?" Haru spat out. You looked at Suna and then back out the window. "Just walking around. Why?" You furrowed your eyebrows.

"I have a feeling you're lying to me. FaceTime me right now!" Haru hung up the phone. You didn't tell Haru you were gonna be meeting up with Suna today and didn't even tell him that Suna gave you his number. Now, you were in his car going to his house after he just fucked you at his job. If anything, Haru would either be hyping you up or extremely disappointed in you.

"Seems like you don't want people knowing your with me." Suna glanced over at you with a smirk before focusing back on the road. "No, it's just um-"

"I'm messing with you, baby." He chuckled, placing his hand on your thighs and slowly rubbing his thumb across it. You facetimed Haru, he picked up immediately. His eyes began inspecting the area around you. "You slick little bitch, you're in someone's car!" He gasped. "Yes..." You trailed off "Who is it? Is it the porn-"

"My phone is gonna die, talk to you soon!" You quickly hung up the phone, hoping that Suna didn't hear what Haru just said. Suna didn't need to know you were snooping around on the internet about his life and job. It wasn't like it was on purpose though, you saw it by mistake. You looked at Suna, a smirk plastered across his face as he gripped the steering wheel.

He most likely heard it and doesn't want to say anything. "We're here." He pulled into a empty parking spot and turned off the car, opening the door and stepping out. You did the same and walked over to Suna who was waiting for you. "Why do you look so nervous, huh?" You stared at you. "Nervous? I'm fine." You brushed it off and tried to hide it, even though you were a terrible liar.

You followed Suna up the stairs and into his apartment, taking off your shoes and walking into the hallway. "Don't be so tense." Suna whispered into your ear as he threw his arm around your shoulder. Everything was surprisingly clean while you looked around the house.

Suna led you into his bedroom, taking off his shirt and tossing it into an empty bin. "Just make yourself at home. I'm gonna take a shower." You nodded as he walked out the room with a towel. You slowly sat yourself down on his bed and looked around his room. Seeing he had posters and album covers plastered all over the walls.

He had a laptop at his desk and closet to the side. The room wasn't too big but it wasn't small, it was just right.

Twenty has gone by and he was still in the shower. You sighed to yourself and stood to your feet, walking to his desk and opening up his laptop. He had a few tabs open. YouTube, google, and cam file 4. "What the hell is cam file 4?" You dragged the mouse over to the tab and clicked. It was a video.

Being curious, you looked back at the door to make Suna wasn't coming. You muted the video and pressed play. You furrowed your eyebrows as the camera kept moving until it came to a stop. Your body immediately went into shock. It was a homemade sex tape. "Wait...is that the girl from the coffee shop?" You gasp, seeing her face.

They made this the day he gave you his number. "Oh god." You groaned and paused the video. "What are you doing?"