I hate you (except I don't) //Woosan ff

two

(Can we just appreciate how handsome Wooyoung is for a second?? okay, now into the story)

my alarm went off at 5:30, I had gotten maybe an hour and a half of sleep and  hoped I would have enough time to get ready. I wanted to look my best on my first day of work. 

I got in the shower, letting the warm water sooth my tired muscles. Like my own form of therapy. I reached for the soap only to realize that Donghyun had left his shampoo. a rush of emotions washed through me, and the one that won over the others was anger. I shoved the bottle so it fell on the shower floor rolling to one side. I turned of the heavenly water and stepped out of the shower taking the bottle with me. I dropped it with a satisfying thump into the trash can. Then grabbed my towel and dried myself off. 

Today wasn't about Donghyun. 

after perfecting my appearance, I walked into the kitchen to make a rushed breakfast. I was very thankful I had packed my bag the night before. I ignored the muffins on the counter and opened the fridge. I didn't have much, part of the joy of being broke as fuck. 

In the end I made myself ramen, which had recently become a staple meal for my breakfast, lunch, or dinner. sometimes all three. I got out  the door and walked down to the bus stop just in time to catch the right one. 

I sat down taking a deep breath. anxiety for the day began to kick in. would I do well at my new job? would my coworkers be nice? would I be a loner like I was at my last job? But I didn't have enough time to answer those questions, because the bus arrived at my stop. 

The building was exactly like I had expected. I felt like I was stepping out of my real life into a Kdrama. Maybe there would even be a cold but devilishly handsome CEO, but with my luck probably not. gathering up confidence I grabbed my work bag and walked through the large automatic  doors. 

"You must be Wooyoung," I jumped and spun around, looking at the guy who had said my name. He was barely my height, making him not very tall at all and was wearing a pair of round glasses, with an oversized suit jacket over a black turtle neck. 

"yes but-" 

"Great! The boss told me you were coming, we don't get a whole lot of new employees you see," He threw an arm around me and started pulling me towards the elevator. 

"My names Hongjoong, i'm the manager in the department you'll be working in, I also hold the office record for most paperclips stuck to my face. Only five ahead of Mingi. I'm quite proud about that," I just nodded, not really sure how that was relevant to the conversation. 

He pushed one of the elevator buttons, sending us up to the 13th floor. 

"Here's the design team floor," we stepped out into the large office space. There were lots of desks, each one with it's one computer and office supplies. Some of them had obviously been personalized by the people who used them. I couldn't help but smile, this was for sure my dream coming to life.

"Here is where you'll be working, my office is just down the hall and the managers is next to it. Yeosang can help you get settled in." 

he gestured to one of the guys working at his desk, who stood and walked over to where we were standing. Hongjoong waved at the two of us and started off down the hall. I turned to get a good look at the guy, he was quite attractive. He had angelic features and eyes that seemed to see everything. 

"Hey," He smiled at me softly, and I tried not to act like I was staring. 

"Don't bore him with all that Yeosang," another guy popped up next to him, and then another next to him. 

"I'm Jongho, and i'm kind of in charge here-" the other guy cut him off.

"I'm Yunho and no he's not, I see you met Hongjoong already,"

"Yeah he's..."

"energetic?" Yeosang asked.

"On crack?" Jongho corrected.

"Be careful you too, that's the CEOs wifey your talking about. Do you want to get fired?"

"Just let me do my job you too," Yeosang walked over to one of the desks.

"This one can be yours," he put a folder on my desk.

"Here's the project we've been working on, if you have any questions just ask me,"

"Actually Yeosang,"a voice cut through the busy office, causing everyone to stop what they were doing. a man was leaning against the doorway of the managers office looking at me.

"If he has any questions, he can come ask me," He strode forward to stand right in front of me. 

"My names Choi San, it's nice to meet you,"