Quid Pro Quo. TaeKook AU

Golden Estates

As a pizza delivery guy, my life is far from glamorous. I have a studio apartment, a beat down car, my clothes are far from fancy, and some people look down on me. I have my own vision though, I not only deliver the food, but I also help cook, and I'm learning how to make pizza so that eventually I'll be able to open up my own pizzeria. I learned how to toss the dough after working here for six months, and I've been fascinated and intrigued ever since. 

Jin, my boss, he owns two pizzerias, we were friends growing up, through highschool, and eventually college. When I lost my job Jin offered me a job for him and I accepted under the promise that he wouldn't pay me more than my coworkers just because he loves me. 

That was a fight and a half. 

And it was only supposed to be temporary, I had gone to school, got my degrees, figured out what I wanted to do with my life, and then I watched Jin toss the dough and bring together his amazing food, and I decided I never wanted to look back. This is my path I'm on now, and the only person who supports me fully is Jin, but that's okay. As long as I have someone in my corner, everyone else can fuck off. 

I've met a lot of people because of my job. People from all walks of life, some good, some bad. You never know what to expect when you get an order to deliver. 

The college guys, loud, obnoxious, partying, always tip well, also always offer you a beer or shot before you leave. 

The frazzled mom with her hair flying everywhere like crazy while three or four little crotch goblins run around screaming behind her. They usually tip well too, always relieved when they open the door and they know they didn't have to cook and their kids are about to give them just a few moments of silence. 

The elderly. Always sweet, always tip way less than they should, but make up for it with kind smiles and praises. 

The angry old men. They swing the door open and groan or mumble under their breath while they dig out their money and slam the door before I walk away. 

The rich people. Old rich people tip low, kind of look down on you over their noses for being a peasant in their presence. Younger rich people usually tip pretty well, probably because we're around the same age, young rich girls, or cougar rich women always tip me extra because they flirt with me and with a smirk I give it right back knowing I'm not interested but that I need the money that they can give me for my smile and a subtle wink. 

Like I said, you never know what to expect though. 

"Jungkook! Where did you go? Jesus christ the address was ten minutes away!"

"Sorry! There was an accident so I got stuck!"

"Excuses excuses" Jin said as he waved me off with a smile "next up is on the hot plate" 

"Got it!" I walked over and read over the delivery slip before sticking it in my bag, I walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a two liter of Pepsi 

"Don't go across the country this time!"

"I'll try not to!" I laughed as I made my way out of the pizzeria and to my car, I made sure everything was steady in the back before starting my engine and punching the address into the GPS "oooh..rich neighborhood" I smiled to myself as I turned up my radio "let's get a nice tip shall we?" I patted my dashboard and began driving to the rich part of town. 

"Welcome to the Golden Estates, can I help you?" 
"Yes, I have a delivery for Kim, apartment G" 
"Come in" 
I heard the door click, I pulled it open and stood in the huge lobby that always takes my breath away with its marble flooring, antique decor, big beautiful chandeliers hanging overhead, and big beautiful plants that you would think are fake but are actually real and beautiful. 

I love delivering here. Every time I come, I find something else that's luxurious and beautiful that makes me jealous of the rich assholes that get to live here and probably never had to work a day in their life. 

I took the elevator up to the fifth floor and when I stepped out of it the door was right in front, I walked over and sat the Pepsi down before taking the pizza out of the delivery bag, I dropped the bag down, knocked on the door, and picked up the Pepsi with my free hand. 

You know how I said you never know what to expect? 

Holy fuck. 

All of the air left my lungs. 

A man with black hair, sticking up in every direction, his sweatpants hanging low off his hips showing off his slim waist, he didn't have abs, but his smooth flattened stomach looked so soft and his skin almost glowed, he was tan, like honey or warm caramel, I wanted to run my fingers down his smooth skin and tug at his ruffled hair. 

I was so blown away, I didn't realize I said anything, nor did I realize I had said it in Korean instead of English 

"Holy fuck you're hot" 

My eyes widened and I knew my cheeks were probably flushed, I figured he wouldn't know what I said, most of the Koreans I've met since I moved here don't speak the language, and if they do it isn't much. 

But I couldn't be that lucky could I? 

No. 

Because I'm Jeon Jungkook and I'm not a lucky man. 

He laughed so hard, this loud obnoxious laugh left his lips, big boxy smile, all of his perfect fucking teeth on display, his cheeks turned a soft pink, and he covered his mouth to try and stop himself from laughing, he snorted which made him laugh even harder, and then, in Korean he says 

"Thanks, so are you" 

I just about fell over. 

He turned around and walked over to his coffee table where he grabbed a crisp hundred dollar bill, he turned around walked back over to me where he took the Pepsi from my hand and put it on the floor, I was so frozen I couldn't move so he reached over and took the pizza from my hand and replaced it with the money 

"Keep the change" he winked and shut his door. 

I have no idea how long I stood there staring at his door with my hands still out where I held the pizza and soda just a moment ago. I had never seen anyone as good looking as him so up close before and I honestly felt star struck. It took awhile for me to close my mouth and turn around to get on the elevator, when I got to the lobby I realized I left my delivery bag on the floor in front of his door. 

Fuck it. 

Jin is going to be so mad at me but honestly, how was I supposed to go back and risk seeing the sexiest man alive that I had just made an ass out of myself in front of? I'll just pay Jin for the bag and call it a fucking day.