Jonah wouldn't have considered himself one of those people who got drunk at parties and ended up talking a bit too much - which was ironic, considering that was exactly what had gone down during his first meeting with Patrick. Somehow though, he still didn't consider it that way until today. It wasn't like the other had gotten him drunk in order to get to spill his secrets. Instead, Patrick had merely helped calm his nerves, comforted him, proven right away that Jonah could trust him and have a shoulder to lean on if needed. If there was anybody around the Haus he wasn't worried about telling a secret to, it surely was Patrick. The fact that he'd made such a great friend surely had to be good karma, and Jonah was equally convinced that his generally positive outlook would continue to hopefully bring good luck his way in the coming year. Raising a brow, he pouted playfully when the other began guessing who was covering his eyes right now. Part of him was sure Patrick was merely teasing, but then again, who knew how close the trainer was with these other men? Jonah never bothered to worry enough about that. Not expecting his ass to be squeezed suddenly, the blonde gasped for a moment, biting his lip with a slight blush as he grinned when Patrick guessed his name. "That's how you recognized me?", he asked with a chuckle, the thought bringing up certain memories of the gym shower. Smiling as he put his arms down to allow Patrick to face him, he shrugged. "Well, yes, of course you get a reward. Hmmm, how about... a kiss at midnight? Unless you are booked", he added jokingly, though in reality he probably didn't want to hear the answer if Patrick was indeed planning on kissing somebody else. "But, I mean, whatever reward you want, I'll happily provide. Happy New Years Eve, Patrick."

The thing about these big parties –there was alcohol and sooner or later someone would get loose-lipped about something what sort of guy would Patrick be if he wouldn’t be there to listen to a drunken man’s ramble? As expected, the party was nothing short of magnanimous. A ballroom perfectly decorated in shades of gold and silver with the tables all set for clients and staff to have the last meal of the year together. There were no discrepancies that night. They were all celebrating the end of the year and their journey into the next. Patrick was excited to see what the New Year would bring him. For those that worked hard and kept a positive attitude, it would bring good things. Good karma and all that shit. So he mingled with others, may they be staff or clients, all smiles and gentle touches to guarantee that they would still remember him even after he was long gone to do his own shit. What he wasn’t expecting – was the two hands covering his eyes which made him freeze on the spot. The whispered voice was a familiar one and while he could easily say the name… well, Patrick might as well have some fun with it. “Is it Adrian? No. Those hands are too soft. Nathan?” With a mischievous grin on his lips, Patrick reached behind him to squeeze the other man’s ass as hard as he could. “Jonah. Did I guess right? Do I get a reward for findin’ out who ye’ were?”

"Yeah, I remember that vividly", Jonah agreed with a chuckle. "I think I knocked multiple clients' drinks right out of their hands that night. I think I was certain I'd get fired right after my first night", he mused, hoping Alex would not take that little anecdote as reason to retroactively terminate him. To be fair, as much as he felt like he'd settled in and actually started finding enjoyment in this work, he wasn't all that certain about how well he actually performed. Sure, he enjoyed praise and was always eager to be good, but it wasn't like he'd actively ask clients for feedback after the fact or something like that. Not just because it felt out of place, but also because other things had been on Jonah's mind beyond his actual straight-up job performance. Issues that were the reason why he - unlike most other staff, apparently - had tried to keep his distance from the Kings for the most part and fly under the radar. "No, Sir, I don't believe I have paraded in front of your brother. I have seen him around a bit but we haven't really been interacting much", he explained. "I apologize if that was wrong of me. I have been assuming you are occupied with more important things than stroking my ego, Sir", he spoke. It wasn't even a lie - sure, it wasn't the only reason, but either way Jonah wouldn't have been the type to force himself upon the Kings unless requested to. "It's been going well, Sir! I believe so, at least. I would hope the clients have no reason to disagree."

“The angel outfits were good in theory, I got sick of the wings pretty fucking quickly,” the amount of times he was hit with a set of wings that passed him.  “That one staff member, Noah I think it was, he had the right idea when they were painted on his body.  I think next time we might do that for the whole lot of you,” it wouldn’t be a terrible idea, hiring a crew to come in and paint the entire staff up, it sure would have made getting around a lot easier for everyone else.  He didn’t mind small talk with the staff member, it was something that him and his brother needed to do more of, to get their presence out in the general public so that the staff felt they could come to them with their problems.  Granted, whatever problems they came with better be worthy of the Kings time, and the staff better understand that the means to an end of their problems weren’t always simple.  “No use for a last name, i’ll never remember it, or even need to use it,” that was a lie, he remembered the boys last name, actually he had read through this particular staff members file so many times that he damn knew just about everything the haus was told about him.  “Most staff try to get in our good graces quickly around here, they parade themselves around so that we remember their names, thinking that to be known means their more secure than others we barely look twice at.  Not you though,” he shook his head, “unless if you’ve gone and paraded around infront of my brother,” perhaps he had, tried to get noticed by Thomas to secure his job at the haus for the long haul. "How has the job been going?" He asked, a question he would ask any staff member who stood before him, after all he was their boss above anything else.

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Having another big celebration like this after the grand opening and Halloween had Jonah excited. Not only did he feel like he was finally comfortable enough with the place and his job to be fully appreciating the event and enjoying himself, but by now he'd also made actual friends, people he was excited to see and hopefully get to spend some time with. Of course it was nice getting a chance to maybe meet some new faces as well, but admittedly, the blonde was looking out for one person in particular within the crowd - smiling widely when he spotted Patrick. He had not gotten to see the fellow staff member nearly enough lately for his own taste, with both of their schedules keeping them busy and Jonah also trying to get further in the search for his brother. And besides feeling his stomach rumble with butterflies whenever the trainer crossed his mind, he also knew to not overwhelm and bother his friend by acting too clingy. However, tonight felt like a perfect opportunity to spend some time together... and while he wasn't sure about Patrick's personal relationships outside of their own, part of Jonah was even holding out a glimmer of hope for a kiss at midnight. Sneaking up behind the other, Jonah reached up with a grin on his lips to hold his hands in front of Patrick's face, leaning in to whisper to the taller male. "Guess who?" Chuckling, he couldn't help but notice the other's scent, so attractive just like everything else about Patrick.

Jonah had done his best to keep a safe distance from the Kings ever since starting to work at this place. He still remembered the night of the first event, the big opening, and how the brothers first came up in his conversation with Patrick. Back when he had confessed to the other about his brother, and learned that the client data was safe, sound, and unreachable in the Kings' office. Jonah had quickly discarded the idea of sneaking in there, and since had tried his best to mostly stay away from the owners of the Haus. It wasn't wise to draw attention to himself, and so it had been uncomfortable enough already when he had to figure out a Christmas gift for the one and only Alexander King. But to think that the man actually knew his name, and would approach him at this party... It took Jonah by surprise. "T-Thank you, Sir", he replied with a slight smile, finding himself flustered and nervous again for the first time in quite a while. He had settled in alright, but this was a whole new thing. "In hindsight, I did like the angel outfits at the opening as well, but somehow... the suits are very appealing in themselves", he agreed with a nod. Biting his lip as Alex stumbled to recall his name, Jonah felt silent relief that apparently he wasn't quite that present on the man's mind after all. "That's correct, Sir! I'm Jonah Garland. I work at Eternity", he added. "Don't worry, you're doing a good job. One can hardly expect you to know every employee and client by name. There's so many handsome men around here, it's easy to lose track."

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Since Patrick had figured things out about who Jonah's brother was the King brother had been sitting on the information. It wasn't something you just jumped right on, instead his brother and him needed to figure out exactly how they were supposed to go about moving forward with this. For now, Alexander could at least do a little recon himself and get to know this staff member who found his way to the haus using his own resources. He wouldn't make it a point to seek him out, but if he showed up in his sights Alexander would approach. It took a while, lots of mingling and shaking hands, but the target came into sight and of course Alexander held up his promise to himself, approaching the staff member. "I should talk to my brother about making staff uniforms more formal because damn," he looked the staff member up and down, "I swear it just shoots up the hot factor so much." He took a drink from the glass that was in his hand, and honestly he was telling the truth. Everyone looked so much better tonight, dressed as gorgeous as could be, "you're uh, fuck, don't tell me, I know this one," of course he knew this kids name, but he played it off pretty smoothly, "Josh, no, Jonas, wait, it's Jonah...see, i'm getting better at figuring everyone out."

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This felt like quite a full-circle experience for Jonah. Months ago, when the Haus had first reopened and he had begun working here, the big opening had been a party quite similar to this one in some ways. Of course, the angel and devil costumes had been a bit less formal than the elegant evening wear the ball called for, but this was nonetheless a social gathering, one of many attractive men all crowding this place to pay and be paid for sex. That had been an overwhelming thought back then, but by now, Jonah had settled into the place just fine. Part of him probably looked just as angelic still, despite the lack of literal wings, but there was a sense of confidence to him now, and he was less overwhelmed as he made his way through the crowd, smiling to some faces he recognized, greeting friends and familiar clients. Looking around, the blonde's face lit up a bit when he discovered Marcus standing nearby. Fond memories of the Halloween maze went through Jonah's mind, and he grinned as he approached the client eagerly. "Happy New Year! Well, not quite yet", he noted with a chuckle. "Hello there. How've you been?", he asked with a smile, looking Marcus over and noting just how good the other looked in his outfit.

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The most fascinating part about the events at the Haus was that Jonah repeatedly found himself amazed at how many faces would gather at these parties. Even after weeks, even months of working here, Jonah repeatedly found himself looking at men he could swear he'd see for the first time, be them clients or fellow staff. It was impossible to really get to know everyone in a large place like this, and yet events like tonight felt like a great opportunity to try and mingle a bit more. Getting two flutes of champagne, the blonde walked around, smiling as he randomly walked up to another young man who didn't seem to have a glass yet, handing over one of his. "Would you mind clinking glasses with me?", he asked with a smile, nodding. "My name's Jonah, not sure if you have seen me around... I work at one of the restaurants."

JONAH’S NEW YEAR’S BALL OUTFIT

Secret Santa

@jonahxgarland

While Jonah is always kind, friendly and supportive, there is always a spark of curiosity shimmering in the depth of those blue eyes. It belongs to the kind of man who constantly seeks answers, to questions no one else would bother to ask.

There are millions of questions and millions of answers, scattered like stars in the evening sky. Alas, even a lifetime is too short to discover all along one's journey. Still, it should never stop one from venturing along this road.

The present appeared to be wrapped in a joking manner. The real treasure was hidden under layer after layer of wrapping paper. Within the box laid a Kodak Ektar H35 in sage green. The lightweight half-frame film camera, armed with a 22mm f/9.5 lens that provides versatility, is the perfect companion for any man to record moments along his journey. It is by no means a perfect professional camera, but that's precisely the charm of film photography; to capture the moment, whether good or bad.

Several 35mm camera rolls are also included in the box, as well as a note that was attached to it:

Dear Jonah, While you might not be able to guess who I am, I hope you enjoy this gift and find new elements through the lens. I look forward to see the wonderous moment you capture. Your Secret Santa

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Jonah had a difficult time deciding what was his favorite holiday, but Christmas certainly had to be high on the list for his favorite time of the year. It wasn’t hard to get him in a good mood on any given day, but the holiday cheer certainly got to him each time, and the Haus really had gone all out to get their employees and clients in the mood for a nicely naughty Christmas time. From stockings and decorations to candy canes and mistletoe, the whole place was festive, which felt like an odd (but somehow still functioning) mix of holiday cheer and the usual seductive vibes of the brothel.

“You know”, he mused, turning to the other man after admiring the decorations on the wall. “I really have a hard time figuring out if I’ve been nice or naughty this year.” He couldn’t help but chuckle, though somehow the experience of working at the Haus really did seem to influence him in ways he had not expected. Not that he’d been prude before this place, but there certainly were new sides to Jonah that he only recently began to explore. “I’ve always thought I make it onto Santa’s nice list”, he mused, his tone playfully teasing. “But I can’t deny I have been a bit naughty since coming to work here, too.” Smiling, he stepped up to the other, looking him over. “What do you think? How do you like me better? Naughty, or a good boy?”

"It's tradition to kiss under a mistletoe and I would like quite a lot if we did kiss under one. Keep the tradition alive, ye' know?" - Patrick

"Mhhhmmm... Yeah, traditions are important", the blonde nodded with a bite on his lip, trying not to grin too wide and keeping it cool instead of coming off all too excited about getting to kiss Patrick again. "I would like that a lot too, Pat." Chuckling, Jonah looked around for a mistletoe, smiling when he found one hanging just above them. "Well then... for tradition, mh?" Chuckling, he placed a hand in Patrick's neck, tilting his own head up a bit and making their lips meet, the kiss tender at first, though quickly Jonah found himself humming at the taste of the trainer's lips, the kiss growing deeper, more longing and passionate, his eyes closing as he lost himself in the feeling of their tongues' curious dance.

JONAH’S STOCKING

JONAH’S CHRISTMAS ORNAMENT

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Jonah had started to truly enjoy this job, despite (or maybe in some way even because of) still having a lot of things to discover and experience for the first time. It was fun getting to explore his sexuality in new ways, having fantasies come to fruition in real life and express his desires without fear of judgment. And yet, some parts he still wasn’t fully used to. Despite being anything but prude, sometimes he was stunned at just how bluntly rude some men could be. He wasn’t expecting romance in this place, necessarily, but being thrown out by a client literally right after sex was a bit embarrassing. Jonah found himself barefoot walking the corridors of the clients’ rooms, trying to put his shirt back on while walking and carrying the rest of his clothes. His blonde locks were still dissheveled a bit from the encounter, his body slightly sweaty, remains of cum glistening in some spots as he hadn’t been able to take a shower yet. It was a bit embarrassing having to take a ‘walk of shame’ like this, but then again, who was going to judge him? This was a brothel, after all. However, despite not having to worry about that too much, he forgot to worry about where he was walking. Blinded by the shirt he was trying to put on, he felt himself bumping into something - or rather someone, it felt like. “Oh-! Uhm, s-sorry!”, he apologized instantly, lifting his shirt back up to free his eyes and spotting a young man standing in the open door of a client’s room - Jonah wasn’t sure if this was a fellow staff or the client himself, but he’d clearly just bumped into the guy. “My apologies, I wasn’t watching my step...”