"My men and I are on our way to personally deliver the drugs ourselves." The young gangster said through the phone.

"You really didn't have to, I could have gotten them." Mr. Smith said.

Dream took a puff of his cigarette as he sat in the back of his black limousine surrounded by his other gang members.

"People have recently been trying to steal our drugs so I only feel that it's safe for me personally to deliver them." He says.

"Well I really appreciate it. When you get here you should stay for a while and have a drink. I hope your boys enjoyed the other day." The old man said through the phone.

"They did."

Dream didn't want to talk to the man any longer.

The phone call soon became awkward due to the lack of conversation coming from the younger gangster.

"Well Mr. Oh I will see you when you get here.

The call was ended and the blond haired male let out a sigh.

"Hey boss I was wondering why you didn't fuck that guy the other day, he was really sexy and seemed like just your type." One of the gangsters Quackity said with a raised eyebrow.

"I guess you all don't know how fucked up that club is huh."

All the other men looked at their leader confused.

"I won't go into extreme detail but let me just tell you the workers aren't treated like human beings."

The other gangsters sat there in silence.

"So I wanted that boy to take a break, I gave him some money to have for himself and left."

"Aww who knew our little Dreamnie could be so sweet." The other shorter gangster sapnap said as he nudged the younger male.

"Watch it or I'll break those short legs of yours." The leader says in a threatening tone.

All the other gangsters laugh. They knew it was a empty threat. They were all like brothers, not a single one would ever lay a hand on each other.

Music boomed through the club as Dream's men carried the box's of drugs through the back.

The younger stood there as the fat old man tried to carry on a conversation that Dream so desperately wanted to end.

"Excuse me but I have to use the restroom." He lied.

"Its fine, go up the stairs and then head straight past all the rooms and you'll see it." Mr. Smith said with a smile.

With that the blond haired boy walked away and sighed.

He pushed his way through the dancing bodies.

He finally made it up the stairs. He stopped at the top and pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket.

He leaned against the wall and pulled out his lighter.

"Sir I'm sorry but I can't."

The gangster stopped when he heard a familiar voice.

"Come on, it will be quick."

Dream didn't recognize the other voice that responded back.

He walked over to one of the rooms where he heard the voices from.

He listened through the cracked door.

"I'm sorry but it's against the rules sir."

The familiar sweet voice echo through the gang leader's head.

Dream heard a growl and he couldn't help but look through the crack in the door.

He saw the male from the other day standing in front of a man who was clearly angry.

"I told you I would pay you more.!" The man argued.

"I'm sorry sir but I can't take it, I have other clients to attend to." George said with a quiet and shaky voice.

Dream's eyes widened when the man grabbed the smaller  by his wrist and aggressively jerked him forward.

"Listen here slut, you need to learn your place-"

The gangster couldn't take it anymore.

"Excuse me sir but could you please leave."

George's head turned when the deep familiar voice filled his ears.

"Who the fuck are you?" The older man growled out.

"I'm his next client and you've already wasted a bit of our time so could you please leave." The younger said in a deep voice.

He glanced over and saw the brunette who was shaking in the mans grip and he felt his blood boil.

George and him made eye contact and the smallers eyes screamed help.

"Fuck off kid, go find a new slut. This one is mine tonight." The man said as he turned back to the smaller boy in front of him.

Dream let out a small chuckle that caught the man's attention.

"Who do you think you are to just ignore me."

The man froze at the intense dominance that leaked from the tall male.

"W-who are y-you." The man stuttered out.

The deep chuckle of the taller male sent chills down his spine.

"I don't think you want to know the answer."

The man backed away a bit.

"I told you to leave." Dream said as he walked towards the man.

The man stepped back but kept his grip tight on the kittens wrist.

"You are wasting my time. I suggest you leave before I make you." Dream said in a deep and menacing tone.

Fear filled the older man as the gang leader eyes narrowed and a small glint of ret could be seen in his green deadly eyes.

The mans looked down at the youngers half unbuttoned dress shirt, his eyes widened when he noticed a familiar symbol that was tattooed on the youngers peck.

A symbol that everyone learned to fear.

It was a Beautiful and detailed lion paw print with a XD in the middle.

The man let go of the shorter male and walked away.

"This isn't over with slut." He said before walking out of the room.

George let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for that, I couldn't get him to leave." The smaller said as he rubbed his now sore wrist.

"Are you ok?" The gangster asks as he looked down at the half naked boy.

The British male was only wearing a bed sheet around his waist.

"Yeah I'm fine."

Dream read right through the boy.

"You deal with a lot of men like that huh."

Dream watched the smaller boy sigh and nod.

"Yeah it's my job so I just deal with it."

Dream hated that sentence.

The gangster watched the boy put on a fake smile.

"Well if you ever need help just call me or find me." The blond haired boy said as he handed the smaller a card.

George smiled when he looked at it.

It was small business card with his name and number on it.

"Thank you so much Dream." The brown haired boy said with a sweet smile.

"Anytime kitten."

George watched as the younger took off his suit jacket.

The smaller didn't know why he looked so sexy just taking off his jacket.

George's heart began to race when the gang leader laid the suit jacket around his shoulder.

"Take care kitten."

With that the gang leader began to walk away.

George jumped up.

"W-wait Dream!"

The green eyed male turned around when he heard the boy call his name.

"I didn't break our promise." The boy said with a smile.

"I'm glad." The gangster said with a soft but deep voice and walked away leaving the smaller standing there.

George smiled when he looked at the jacket.

The sexy smell of the gang leader filled his nose.

Georges smile dropped when a thought popped up in his head.

You're a prostitute, a slut.

No one will ever care about you.

You don't need him.

He's only going to use you like everyone else.

He's just pitying you.

George sighed and stood up and removed the suit jacket from his shoulders.

" You don't need his pity, you don't need his help." George said to himself as he walked out of the room.