The Parlor

Jisung huffed as he walked into the parlor, having dressed a little nicer and more appealing in hopes that he could find someone to talk to. He looked around quietly, a glass of water in his hands as he watched people drink and talk to one another.

/walks inside with a night gown on and sits on the couch

/It was a quiet night, and there wasn’t many customers at the brother, and I decided to walk into the parlor to chit chat with whomever was around and make the costumers feel welcomed as well/

*peaks into the parlor, seeing as nobody was in here, and shuts the door behind me*
Holy ...
*sighs as I’m holding my nose, trying not to get blood on the carpet as I run to a tissue box and start grabbing paper to stuff up my nose*
*slams my fist in frustration onto a table as I check the floor for blood, seeing my cheap sweaty work shirt took a good chunk of it on the way here*
God, please send someone with powder...
*pissed off at the world for some drunk bastards who couldn’t keep their mouths shut and had to snatch my face*
So stupid...
*sighs and runs my non bloody hand through my hair anxiously, looking for alcohol to chill my nevers and hopefully get the stupid bleeding to stop before people arrived. Bad nose meant bad face, bad face meant no work, and I needed work*

hello?

/walks inside with a oversized white shirt on, my black underwear showing through the shirt

*walks in here and sits down as I look around the place, slightly bored*

/walks inside happily with a smile on her face and sits on a chair

Maia thought the conversation between the stubborn new kid and herself was over, but apparently no, as he spoke again, and looking around the room now spitting Jisoo, she realized she was the only other worker present. Which meant she had to talk. Or she could just not talk. She figured the less help she gave the more likely he could walk away. “Look, kid, if you need money there are other places to look. You can get fine education in China or India, or literally every other continent then this one. Hell, just move out of this kingdom- literally cross the northern boarder, it’s not too far.” She told him as she took down two more angry glasses of liquor.
“Princess” Maia now directed her attention to the early company, turning toward her, but remembering there was no drinking for her. “I’m sorry for the rudeness, how have you been?” The worker does a respectful bow toward the royal’s direction, as was customary.

Jisoo still just sat quietly, seeing the very obvious tension between the two, and not wanting to get involved

Jisung frowned as he sat on the couch, looking around before huffing. “How can we speak with Madam Hyolyn? I-I remember her saying that we aren’t allowed in her study unless we’re invited.” He didn’t really want to speak to the girl anymore, but he needed to find out where to find his boss.

@Han Jisung Satisfied, but still unsatisfied as the boy went cold quiet, Maia ran a hand over her hair, standing herself up to pour another drink for herself.

@Maia Mitchell Jisung glared at the girl before he sat on the couch, frustrated because he couldn’t leave, but he also didn’t know where in the place he was allowed to go.

@Han Jisung “Killing time, setting up. I finished the only day job I could pick up an hour ago,” she threw up a middle finger the boy’s direction, getting annoyed now with his plucky attitude and privilege. “You act like its shocking I’m denying you this, but cut your bull and grow up.” She scoffed his direction. He was such a child.

/walks inside in a oversized white hoodie and sits on the couch with my knees to my chest and I quietly observe the two in the room already

@Maia Mitchell Jisung clenched his jaw in frustration. “Well, why the hell are you here in the middle of the day? I’m here because I wanted to ask Madam Hyolyn some questions about this place. Do you seriously think I shouldn’t be here?” Jisung asked, angry that this girl was being a .

@Han Jisung Maia could tell by the sudden annoyance and bravery of the male’s tone that they were clashing. The brunette lady plopped down into a plush chair with a soft sigh, finishing the second drink herself as she crossed her legs.
“There are plenty of excuses that don’t involve your ity for you to not be here, so calm yourself,” she made a gesture for him to tone it down, as if she was turning a knob on a radio. “Secondly, I’m not asking your life story, I’m asking essentials of the business you keep telling me your signed up for...when clearly you haven’t.” The girl tsked at him. He was too sensitive, this was never gonna work. “For Pete Sakes, check your feelings at the door.”

@Maia Mitchell Jisung’s face turned bright red at the personal questions and he looked at her in disbelief. “I-I’m Sorry, but I don’t think y-you have any place to know what I have and haven’t done. I’m not a , but you know nothing about me, so you have no r-right to give me those rude and judgmental looks. You don’t know what I’ve been through, so stop trying to find excuses for why I should leave. I’m staying here, because there is no way in hell I’m going back home to Korea!” Jisung said, his body shaking slightly by this point he was upset and frustrated that this girl was being so rude to him.

@Han Jisung Maia sighed in dismay at the other’s liking solo for men, taking down the bitter liquor of her drink in butter toast to that, only to have the extra one she had held out be rejected, meaning she was going to have to finish it. ‘They will eat him alive.’
“Are you a ?” She shot yet another startling question, able to see how uncomfortable he was with her. ‘Good’ he needed to be scared away as soon as possible. Education or not, this brothal was a terrible decision for a gay timid boy. Men could girls and get slightly violent, but not too much for the sake of trophy magnet merchandise. Boys though...boys could get brutalized by men to no end like chew toys.

@Maia Mitchell Jisung nearly choked on air at the sound of the other’s question and he tilted his head, messing with the end of his shirt anxiously as he thought about whether or not his answer was a good decision. “I-I....um....I’m gay...so men...” Jisung said nervously before shaking his head at the offer of the drink. “N-no thank you, i don’t drink.” He said softly as he looked at the intimidating woman.

@Han Jisung The other was so sad, it was painful watching him speak. This was the worst- someone innocent to most harsh realties of the adult world now getting all of them tossed onto his back at once... Maia’s face still grimaced, but softend a bit in sympathy. Trading your body for education... Maia couldn’t condemn that, because that was literally what she was doing for her family. Still, this kid...
“Hyolyn can probably set you up with a temporary housing space,” Maia walked over to the liquor cabnit and started pulling out glasses and bottles. She came early to set up, as well as avoid a family meal. She loved those kids...but she needed to stop her cravings for food by not being in the same room as it. Alcohol would suffice fine.
“Do you take men or women?” She straightforwardly fired the gun, pouring herself a glass and holding it out toward the newbie as a peace offering. “I’m asking to help you, not to scare you.” Maia realized a little late her tone could’ve come across harsher than intended, and she gave a weak apologetic smile.

@Maia Mitchell Jisung’s face fell, and he looked at the ground, rubbing his arm slightly in embarrassment. “I-I don’t think I’m in the wrong place....I came in the other day to speak with Madam Hyolyn....I-I really needed a job because I’m here in America by myself and trying to pay for school.” Jisung said sadly. “A-and I don’t have any place to go right now because my roommate kicked me out.”

@Han Jisung Maia raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised by how shy and frail the boy appeared. It was made clear quick he was a new worker, but also clear that he was very lost in the brothal world. ‘He’s not going to make it a full week...’
“Maia,” the female responded blatantly, her brows furrowing a bit as her arms crossed in disapproval of Hyolyn’s choice to bring him here (or agree to his presence) face become a little stern. “I think you’re in the wrong place love. You should leave before the Madam sees you.” Jisung was reminding Maia of one of her kids- her siblings more so, Aaron. She didn’t like the idea of someone even remotely like that sweet boy being trapped in a dark place like this.

@Maia Mitchell Jisung’s eyes widened in’s uprise at the sight of the woman and bowed politely, mentally hitting himself for remembering that he wasn’t back home. “A-Ah....hello, I-I’m a new....companion? I guess? I-I don’t really know what it is exactly....my name is Jisung...” he stammered nervously.

*walks into the parlor with dirty jeans and a ripped t-shirt, mid pulling my hair up into a messy bun as i notice company had arrived into the parlor I didn’t recognize*
Hello
*states as I check the clock on the wall, thinking it was a bit early in the day for customers*

@Kim Jisoo *smiles softly, internally praising in victory as I could tell I had affected you*
*hums into the cute little kiss, it taking most the nerves in me to not chuckle because it was quiet endearing. Maybe you weren’t a child by age, but by spirit slightly*
Mmm...I’ve got a good place for us to go.
*leads you along in the hallway, heading toward the little more private bed chambers*

@Maia Mitchell /I whimper lightly as you move closer to me, and whisper seductively in my ear, making me melt in you touch
/I stayed quiet for a bit before finally leaning in and giving you a small kiss

Jisung tilted his head slightly as he walked into the parlor, a bit confused on where he was since this was his first time here. He had found this job while out searching for something better, not expecting to get accepted, but he couldn’t complain. The only issue was that he didn’t know much about brothels or how they worked. “H-hello?” Jisung called quietly as he held onto the steps of the backpack that were on his shoulders.

@Kim Jisoo *smile suggestively, I can see how your cheeks grew a little rosey. I traced my thumb over your knuckles, leaning toward your ear upon your question*
Anything you want it to be, babe~
*whispers seductively, pulling back slowly to see what your reaction would be, raising a eyebrow as if to ask you, wondering what experience you had or didn’t have*

@Maia Mitchell /blushes tremendously as you lace our hands together. and even more wen you talk about intimacy, now the picture of you in bed can't not be in my mind
When you say intimacy, what do you mean by it?