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Y U R I

Mr. Nikiforov
chapter one // blue eyes
 
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I walked around the perimeter, smiling and waving at some people I knew or seemed to know since it's hard to be certain who you really know in this kind of enviroment. The loud music and colorful lights flashing as I walked past the different faces was all too familiar. In some way, I felt at home.

I reached the bar at the front of the place and was not surprised to see none other than my most visiting customer; the incredibly good looking, well-known company CEO, Jumin Han.

"Here to see the show, Mr. Chairman?" I asked in a greeting as I took a seat in the empty stool besides him. He looked up from his shot and flashed me a crooked smile, his dark eyes shinning in amusement.

"I am. And I've told you, I'm not the chairman." He raised the glass up to his lips and I teasingly took the shot from his grasp and downed it myself, leaving him with widened eyes.

"Yet." I added and he chuckled. "Shall I wait for you after my number as usual?" I asked, referring to the private dance that I always gave him.

"Not this time." He surprisingly shot me down. I frowned a bit, "Actually, can you meet me back here again? There's something I wanted to ask of you."

I opened my mouth to respond but was interrupted by the uproar of cheers around us as the performer who had been dancing stepped off the stage, ending their number and signaling mine was about to begin. Without much thought put into it, I nodded and began to walk away.

"Sure. See you later then." I yelled over the noise before rushing away.

I hurriedly moved through the crowd, mentally praying I could make it on time at least this once. But, as always, something had to get in the way, and this time, it was literally.

To my luck (or lack there of), I accidentally ran into a man carrying two drinks and spilled them all over his shirt and jeans. Annoyed and a bit worried, I outstretched my hands and pointed at his soaked shirt, eyes wide.

"Shoot, are you alright?! I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and didn't see you coming so--"

"It's fine." The man cut me off, holding his hands up as if to tell me to shut up. I bit my bottom lip and began to slowly walk away, unsure of what to do.

"Right," I began, "I'm sorry but I gotta go." Before I completely walked away I took a quick glimpse of the person's face and was met with a pair of confused, blue eyes staring straight at me. Our eyes only met for a split second but a rush spread through all my body, a cold sweat running down my spine, and goosebumps rose on my skin.

who would've known

Ignoring the incident, I made it to the backstage door and quickly rushed past the dressing rooms and reached the back of the stage. I looked at my surroundings and I flinched when I spotted the blonde man in the corner of the small room.

Erwin, the owner, looked back at me over his shoulder and shook his head in dissapointment.

Please don't come over, I begged silently.

He began to march over to me and I cursed under my breath. He was looking at me with those familiar cold, blue eyes of his, disappointment written all over his face.

"Again?" He asked the moment he stood in front of me.

"I. . .Sorry, I was walking around and lost track of time." I mumbled, scratching the back of my neck awkwardly. Erwin shook his head and opened his mouth to say something else but I was saved by the bell.

Thank you, God.

"Please welcome everyone's favourite katsudon, Eros!"

"Gotta go." I smiled and skipped past Erwin, cowering away and standing behind the curtain as my song began to play, the crowd cheering loudly.

I took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the curtain, sensually walking out to the stage, my eyes fixed straight ahead. I stood straight and tall as I tugged at my tie, tossing it aside carelessly.

My eyes scanned the crowd as I began to unbutton my shirt, the cheers increasing making me smirk. Once I was three buttons away from undoing all my shirt I stopped to run my hand through my hair, pushing it back. The sea of men whistled as I did my signature move.

Dollar bills were thrown onto the stage but I carelessly walked over them and reached the pole standing in the middle of the stage.

I ripped my shirt open, the three buttons popping off.

'My body

Is your body

Nobody's invited

But you baby~'

I tossed my shirt into the crowd and winked at the man who caught it, making his friends around him cheer and tease him like school girls. Knowing the song by heart, I let my body move to the beat and lost myself in the music.

Twirling and grinding against the pole, I was soon in only my tight pants, legs spread with a hand going down the front of my torso. Just as I was standing back up my eyes connected with someone in the back of the crowd. Those same blue eyes from just a few minutes ago were staring at me, lost in my movements.

Smirking, I spun around and lifted myself up with the pole, twirling down until I swiftly fell on my knees, eyes meeting his again as my tongue came out to lick my lips seductively.

'Yeah you know it's going down

We in the zone now

Don't stop

Rock my body'

His eyes didn't leave mine as I had excepted, instead they closed slightly as a smirk spread across his plump lips, his head cocking to the side a bit as if he was daring me. I faltered for a bit but quickly composed myself, having to look away from the intense look in his eyes.

Dammit, I groaned.

*****

I took a sip of my waterbottle and left the back stage room, going back out to the main area. My number had ended, the tips were great, but I was still a bit stupidly shaken from the incident earlier.

The way he looked at me sent chills up my spine. This was the first time I've seen him around and there's no doubt, he's something special. I feel like I have to find him.

I finished my waterbottle and went towards the bar, remembering Jumin had something to say to me. Did he say what it was or just that it was important? Did he even say anything about what it was at all?

I reached the busy bar and looked around for Jumin. Thankfully it didn't take me a long time because he raised a hand and waved at me to catch my attention. He was on the other side of the bar, past a few people hanging around. I smiled and went over, my smile dropping when I was close enough to see someone was next to him.

There was a short haired man sat besides him, looking down at a drink in front of him, his hair covering part of his face. My heartbeat sped up and my legs slowed down, the room around me blurring out from my focus.

Is this...

The man looked up from the counter and met my eyes, confirming my suspicions. I might have confused him just now, but there's no way I could confuse those unique blue eyes. The intensity and unrecognizable emotion in them will never leave my memory.

This is the man from earlier.

"You made it." Jumin smiled, breaking me out of my trance. I blinked and looked away from the stranger, focusing my attention on Jumin instead.

"Yeah, sorry for keeping you waiting. It was crazy back there." I forced myself to laugh and Jumin nodded in understandment. He finally placed a hand on the man's shoulder and his smile grew a bit.

"There's someone I wanted you to meet," he began.

God, don't tell me they're married.

"Victor, this is the dancer from just now, Yuri, otherwise known as Eros. Yuri, this is my brother, Victor."

My eyes widened at his words. I looked between them two and raised my eyebrows.

"Your...brother?" I asked in shock.

Jumin nodded, "That's what I said."

"Nice to meet you, Yuri." The man--Victor, smiled politely. "Your performance was one of the best I've seen."

"Uh--oh, uhm, thank you." I stuttered in a loss for words.

"My dear brother here moved from Russia not long ago looking for a new life. I insisted he visited this club and I thought why not give him the full tour?" Jumin chuckled at his own words and I smiled a bit.

"So what you're saying is..."

"Why don't you give my little brother my share?" His dark eyes shone and he fixed the cuffs of his stripped dress shirt on instict. I blinked and slowly registered his request, my heart dropping to the pit of my stomach when I realized what he meant.

His share...that means he wants me to give him the private dance inatead.

"I've told him you're the best around." Jumin added and I nodded, nervous for some inexplicable reason. "Seems like your performance just now proved me right, eh brother?" Jumin nudged Victor with his shoulder and Victor brushed him off, laughing softly.

"It wasn't bad." He chuckled.

I froze.

It wasn't bad? I repeated in my head. It's as if he was trying to tell me I'm not good enough for his standards. As if this was some kind of competition between me and all other dancers.

I know it wasn't meant to be taken in a wrong way, but his words stroke a nerve in me and I was a bit ticked off. As if knowing what he just caused, Victor looked up at me, the ghost of a smirk on his lips, his eyes taking in my reaction.

I simply smiled politely, "Sure thing!" I beamed.

If he wants to turn this into a competition, then it's on.

And I don't plan to lose.

My competitive side got the best of me as I took Victor's hand and dragged him away from his seat. Without even as much as looking back to see Jumin's reaction, I maneuvered my way through the crowd and strode over to the private rooms off to the opposite side of the stage behind some red curtains. The guards standing by the entrance easily let me in, recognizing me as one of the dancers.

I went to a vacant private room, pushed Victor inside and allowed the curtain to close behind myself, leaving us in private and the music a bit muffled all the way in here.

I played nice and smiled at him, pointing at the sofa behind him.

"Take a seat." I offered, although it sounded more like an order.

A bit taken aback, Victor sat down and watched me as I took a small remote control and swiftly sat on his lap. His hands instantly spread over the cushions, body tensing, and eyes widened at the unexpected action.

"I'll give you a good time and show you some true eros." I whispered seductively as a song began to play.






A/N: and I'll end it there. Sorry, out down your knifes, bibles and holy water--there is no smut (yet) I just want to see how you all take this and if you like it so far (even tho it's pretty short) should I continue with this?

:)

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