A/N— double update! Make sure to read chapter 4 before this :))
7:00 A.M
(Y/N) couldn't believe it.
She spent 7 hours with Namjoon, just both of them in a single room, one on one without switching with other hostesses. (Y/N)'s customers are of course her source of income, but paying for her company for 7 hours straight is insanely costly— he spent over 2 thousand dollars on drinks, food, the room, and the one he truly looked forward too... (Y/N).
Namjoon thought that going to this hostess bar just going to be like the other ones; the hostess who is serving him will portray such a bright personality that it is too obvious too see that their emotions towards him is superficial. But he thought wrong for (Y/N).
(Y/N) isn't number one for nothing.
She's not fake, in fact, the female invests to her costumers forty percent of what she's earning every single month by giving them gifts on their birthdays, paying for the food, the list could go so on... it's always her rule. She invests to them and the customers even more— it's a never ending cycle that made sure she's not going broke anytime soon.
At one point in the night, she pulls Namjoon's liquor intake because she could see him indulging too much for his own good. Since The Hostess has policy that forbids the customers to touch the hostess, that policy made Namjoon's experience more wholesome, it was something that made his heart melt every time he saw at (Y/N)'s bare face— Namjoon persisted to take all of her since she was beautiful enough without it.
"That was an amazing night (Y/N), thank you for everything," Namjoon smiles, revealing his dimpled cheeks. The couple stands in front of the building; Namjoon puts his hands inside his pocket while (Y/N) puts her sneakers on instead of her stilettos that she seemingly can't find.
'Weird, I thought I gave it to Chungha and she said that I didn't. But I swear I saw that girl wearing it...'
"Likewise— I'm actually pretty guilty that you spent that much, is there any way that I can pay you back?"
"Just give me your time, that's all."
(Y/N) checks the time on her wrists. "Oh shit it's 7:30 I'm going to be late for classes!" (Y/N) bounced up, hurting her injured ankle more as her eyes widen in sudden fear. She looks at the bus stop, where she usually rides it to go back to her apartment and to her university, leaving and it won't be coming back for another 15 minutes! "No, no, no don't leave me!"
'She attends classes? Like university classes? She goes to school while working in this profession?' Namjoon unknowingly bites his lips, enchanted by (Y/N)'s work ethics.
(Y/N) rushes back inside of the building, grabbing all her things in a rush, and came back outside.
"Oh freak, how am I going to go now—"
"I can take you. I have my car here," Namjoon volunteers, pointing at his 2019 BMW i8 luxury sports car.
'Holy mother of smokes thats worth of my 3 months work,' (Y/N) looks in astonishment.
"Hop in," Namjoon takes out the keys from his pocket, letting the chains dangle from his veiny-muscular hands.
Instead of (Y/N) sitting in the passenger seat next to Namjoon, she sat at the back.
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] "A whore is someone who sells their body; a hostess is someone who entertains guests to make them feel welcomed and loved. There is a difference." (Y/N), a woman who moved from the suburban area of South Korea to one of the biggest citie...
