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

three

"My names Choi San, It's nice to meet you," he smirked at me. This man must be really brave to have the audacity to smirk at me. Or really dumb. What did he expect me to do? melt at his feet and worship him? yeah no.

"Jung Wooyoung," I nodded curtly. Looking him straight in the eyes to show him I wouldn't melting anytime soon. He cocked an eyebrow at me more in amusement than anything else. 

"Well Jung Wooyoung, please step into my office for a moment," he gestured to the opened door behind him. I followed him in, and he sat down. not bothering to shut the door behind us. 

"So Wooyoung welcome to your first day of work, I see your already getting on with the other people on the team," I nodded. 

"What did you do before this?" He leaned forward intensely. 

"I'm sorry Mr. Choi I don't see how that's any of your business," He sat back, the dumbass smile on his face growing.

"Please, call me San," 

"Only if you call me Mr. Jung," He laughed at me. I hated him already, just great.

"I'll think about it, but I really would like to know where it was you worked before,"

"It should be on my application, and my record. If you don't have those then you obviously really don't need to know,"

"Fine i'll just ask Seonghwa later,"

"Whos Seonghwa?"

"Technically it's CEO Park to you," I glared at him. 

"Are you getting angry at me Wooyoung? You know it probably isn't a good idea to make enemies on your first day," he stood up handing me a stack of papers.

"But i'm afraid you'll have a hard time making me your enemy. Cause I like you, your funny," He gestured towards the door.

"File those onto your computer, oh and if you have any questions," He winked at me.

"Just ask me," at this point I was boiling. Mans picked the wrong day to mess with me, but as usual I stuffed it down and pretended like I wasn't phased. even though I very much was.

I walked back into the office space, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. I sat back down at my desk, Yeosang peeked around his computer which was across from me.

"What did he want?" I shrugged.

"Nothing important, he just had to give me these papers," 

"Oh okay," he smiled at me.

"we're all going to go out to eat together after work to celebrate your joining the team," he smiled happily. Damn, he was like a ray of sunshine (this isn't a Woosang ff I promise lol). 

"I don't know I don't go out to eat much-"

"You can't say no, we've already planned it," Yunho said beside me. I smiled a little. Maybe I wouldn't be a loner here. 

Work was long and hard, It took me a little longer than I would have wanted for me to figure out the computer system. and I almost forgot about lunch, but thankfully Jongho reminded me and I went and got something from the convenience store down the street. 

I was sitting at my desk wrapping up the papers that took me forever to file, when Yeosang tapped me on my shoulder.

"You ready to go?" I looked in surprise where everyone was waiting for me by the elevator. Had I really been that lost in work? I jumped up, I hated being that one inconvenience. 

"Oh yeah just one second," I stuffed all the things I would need back in my bag and hurriedly went to join the group.

There were eight of us in all, me, Yeosang, Yunho, Jongho, a guy named Mingi who also worked on the floor, Hongjoong, a tall, handsome guy standing next Hongjoong with his arm around him, and unfortunately San. I threw my bag over my shoulder and followed the group out. 

"Oh Seonghwa, I had a question about Wooyoungs past employments," San asked the tall guy. this bitch didn't just-

"Why are you asking me? Just ask him," 

"I did, but for some reason he decided I wasn't worthy of the information," I blushed out of embarrassment, did San just want to drive me insane? 

"I don't see why thats a problem, but you can access those files later if you want to," 

"An art museum," I growled in Sans direction. 

"Satisfied, Mr. Choi?" he looked me up and down.

"Very," 

"What was it like working at an Art museum? I bet it's really surreal, you know.. Like Seurat," It was feeble attempt at a joke, and I was about to open my mouth and correct his artist knowledge, but I was beaten to it. 

"Seurat was a post impressionist artist, not a surrealist," San stated, I was surprised that he actually knew that. But not impressed, although he glanced over at me after he said it like I should be. 

Yeosang chuckled at his failed attempt at a pun. The group of us walked down the street to the nearby Korean Barbecue restaurant. The waitress got us seated and I was squished between Mingi and Yunho, which wouldn't have been a problem if we weren't sitting at a circular booth. There long ass legs didn't give mine much room. 

"Sorry you must be pretty uncomfortable," Mingi sheepishly said, glancing at me. He was really tall, and also really handsome. He seemed like the kind of guy to protect you at all costs. 

"It's fine, really," I was used to not having leg room with Donghyun, this wasn't anything new. 

"Are you sure," I nodded, smiling at him a little to reassure him. 

We dug into our food, it was amazing how we could all get so tired even though we were all only just sitting at desks all day long. 

"So Wooyoung, How was your first day of work?" I was surprised to see the cold but gentle CEO talk.  

"Oh yes, it's a great working environment,"

"Are you sure about that?" San asked.

"what do you mean?" I wasn't mentally patient enough to deal with whatever bullshit he had planned this time. 

"I mean, this morning when we talked you didn't really seem like you were up to it," I opened my mouth to reply but just then the door opened and two guys walked in. 

I wouldn't have cared. I shouldn't have cared.

Except one of the guys was Donghyun.

and he had his arm around the other guy. 

and they were both smiling.