Fight (Part 1)

"Don't fucking talk to me" Philip said sternly.  

"Phil, plea-"  

"Don't come up with nicknames on me either, it won't do anything" The younger said untangling his hand from Mike. 

"I know what I did was wrong but he was pissing me off, please let me talk properly with you?" 

"Mike, you... you fucked up" Philip said closing his eyes as he took a deep breath. "Can you just leave me alone for a few days? I'll talk to you when I'm not angry anymore and I've sorted everything out" Mike nodded and just watched Philip walking away. 

Yes, he fucked up.

Two weeks have passed since that day at Philip's house, but all the shit happened just yesterday's night. 

|Yesterday|

"You really came, didn't you?" 

Philip was on a phone call with Mike, earlier that day the younger told the older that he didn't need to drop him off at home after work, but there he was.

"Yes, I came as I said, I'm just waiting for you to finish so we can go to our houses"

"But I just started"

"You know what I'm gonna say, prince" Mike said smirking, even if Philip couldn't see.

"Seeing you dance will never be a waste of time, prince" Philip said imitating Mike with a mocking tone. 

"Exactly. Also... you can pay me later, right?" 

"You... idiot" Philip hang up on him. 

Mike was eagerly waiting for the younger to take the stage, after all, he loves to see him dancing. 

But his eagerness went down the drain when he saw Sean Harper with his arm tightly wrapped around Philip's waist. 

"Tonight is a special night" Harper said into the microphone "Lust Nightclub is turning 10 years old" 

Everyone started screaming, whistling and clapping.

"And to celebrate this special event, our pretty, perfect and best performer, will do a private dance in front of some of you, or on your lap" He smiled widely "But remember, he'll choose who and no touches on him" 

As the owner of Lust, Harper knew he was going to receive a dance from Philip, so he just came down from the stage, sat in an armchair and waited. 

Philip was nervous, it was his first time doing something like that, so when he found Mike among all those people, he went straight to him, as the older was someone he was used to. 

"Hi"

"Hi, prince" Mike said already raising his hands to touch the younger's waist. 

"No touches" Philip whispered in his ear.

"Oh, true" 

The younger smiled at him, spreading the older's legs to stand between them and start dancing sensually to the rhythm of the music that was playing. 

He turned around, his back facing Mike, and crouched down, soon on all fours, sliding his torso on the carpeted floor so that only his hip was up, he rolled a few times and did a split, which got Mike by surprise and his dick to start hardening. 

Philip got up and sat on Mike's lap, still with his back to him, rested his hands on the older's knee and bounced a few times, ending with a slow swing. 

Afterward, Philip danced for other people, mostly women as it was easier and less shameful.

But then, it was Harper's time and while Sean was eagerly wanting the younger to dance for him, Philip was feeling oddly uncomfortable doing so knowing that Mike was there watching everything.  

Philip took a deep breath and started by going behind Sean, slipping his hands over his shoulders and down his arms. He turned around, stopping in front of him and swaying until he reached the ground, soon he rested his hands on the older's knees and threw his head back making a spin with it. 

The younger got up slowly sliding his hands up his legs and sat on Sean's lap, closer to the knee, doing body rolls. He saw Sean bit his lips and felt him put his hand on one of his thighs. 

"It's not because you're the boss that you can get your hands on me, take it off" Philip whispered in his ears and Sean took his hands away with a smirk on his face. 

Philip bounced with his hands up, never close to his member, looking straight into Sean's eyes and then he left the older's lap sliding his hands from his neck to his ankle keeping his legs straight, finishing his little presentation to his boss. 

He took the stage again and a different song started playing for his opening act for the night.

And, much to Mike's annoyance, Sean sat on the armchair beside him.

At this point, the long-haired boy was trying to get Mike out of the way to win over Philip, even though he knew that both boys weren't an official thing. He wanted Philip all to himself, he wanted to spoil the boy, because the stripper was the prettiest person he ever laid eyes on, not that he fell in love with him, but he surely fell in lust.

"You know, he's a feisty one" Sean said smirking mockingly at Mike.

Mike sighed and didn't respond.

"He didn't even let me touch him during the dance"

"He's in his right, you created the rule" Mike said smirking proudly.

"Sure" Sean shrugged and they turned back to the stage to watch Philip.

As always, the younger was making everyone go crazy, including Mike and Sean.

"Shit" Mike whispered as Philip made eye contact with him smirking as he rolled his hips sitting on the edge of the stage with his legs spread.

When Sean saw it, he obviously couldn't contain his tongue and had to talk something about it.

"He acts like a slut for you" Sean said rolling his eyes.

"You better watch your mouth" Mike said sternly.

"Or what? You'll beat me and say he doesn't when he's literally dancing sensually in front of all these people?" The older mocked.

"Sure I will! He isn't a slut and his job doesn't make him one either, he's just dancing. If it has someone wrong here that's us, who pays to watch him dance just to satisfy our lustful minds, don’t you think?" Mike was tired of Sean coming to him saying things like this about Philip.

"That's not what seemed like when he was bouncing on your lap"

Mike got up and grabbed Sean by the collar of his jacket.

"I'm fucking tired of your shit" Mike said tightening his grip on the material "If you so want Philip, why do you keep saying shit like this?"

"Because I want him to be a slut, but mine, not yours" He said with a cocky smirk plastered on his face "You act like his boyfriend and it's pissing me off"

"What if I fucking am?"

"Then... little Philip will get in some trouble" Sean shrugged as it was nothing.

"What do you mean?" Mike faltered a little on the grip he was infringing.

"Well, we have rules and Philip is breaking one of them" Sean pouted "And as much as I don't like it, I would have to fir-"

Mike punched Sean before he could finish, making the other fall to the ground. Sean smirked getting up from the ground knowing that he achieved exactly what he wanted.

He knew Philip wouldn't like the way Mike was dealing with him, that's why he was pissing Mike off to the limit. Once the youngest of the three was convinced that he was better than Mike, Sean would just have to lay him on his bed and have fun. 

"You're an asshole, how dare you put Philip on something you started? Besides, if you start some kind of relationship with him you'll fire him like you would do if it was with me, dickhead?" Mike released Sean and prepared to walk away "Anyways, I'm not his boyfriend and you clearly know that, so stop this shit"

"He definitely opens his legs for you to defend him like this" 

Mike let out an incredulous laugh in a low way through his mouth, punching Sean as hard as he could, making the corner of the oldest's mouth bleed. He pushed Sean to the ground and started punching him, but when he was going to throw the 5th punch of the night two small hands grabbed his wrist. 

"Let go of him right now, Mike!" Philip's voice echoed through his head and he realized what he was doing. 

"Piece of shit" Mike said before getting up. 

"I'm so sorry Mr. Harper, I won't let it happen ever again" Philip bowed to the oldest multiple times "Let's go to the car, Mike!"  

Philip pulled Mike by the wrist but was stopped when another hand grabbed his own wrist.

"Take your hands off hi-" 

"To the car, Mike!" Philip shouted this time.  

Mike sighed and left the club deciding to wait outside, his heart was aching because he didn't want anything bad to happen to Philip.

He waited about 10-15 minutes and when Philip got out they entered the car in complete silence, Mike gripping the steering wheel and Philip with his hands on his head as he rested his elbows on his knees. 

"I'm so-" 

"I don't want to talk right now, please" Philip said lifting his face to look at Mike and the older saw that his eyes were watery. 

"What did he do?" Mike asked concerned. 

"I'm probably going to be fired" 

"What?" Mike whispered. 

"Can we- can we just go home? Please!" Philip whispered the last word as if he was begging.

And that was what they did.