He Started It by Hitting on Me

Mi Young's and Taemin's Date: The Other Half of Our Yummy Middle

"Enjoy your food. The other waiter had business to do."
What the ? Again? This is so freaking annoying. And then again, why do I care?
The waiter and I stared at each other, as I kept looking up at him, realizing he was shorter than the previous waiter. He also had the same glasses...
"Excuse me," he muttered, as he looked away from me and went into the kitchen.
It almost seemed like running if you look really carefully.
Stupid waiters. They're so freaky.
I sighed and turned my head back to the steaming food on out table, but only to find a wide-smiling Taemin right next to me.
I pulled my head back quickly, my insides going, "Oh my ing god." I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "When did you get here?" I asked, remembering that he was at least 10 feet away from me.
"What do you mean? I was always here."
Do not lie to Park Mi Young- she will kill you.
"Taemin.. are you lying to your Noona?" I asked slowly, arching an eyebrow. Taemin shook his head slowly.
"No..."
I folded my arms. "Taemin wants to get hurt by Noona?"
"NO!!"
"Then Taemin has to tell the truth."
He pouted and looked at me with those fake teary eyes that seemed so real; but I couldn't fall for it. No, because Taemin would use that against me for almost anything.
"Fine- Taemin lied," he muttered and folded his arms, slumping in his chair. Good boy.
"Okay then. Taemin-" I gestured him to move.
He got the message. But he shook his head. What the-
I told him to go back to his place. He shook his head again. And again. And again. And that's when I got pissed off.
I slammed my palms against the table.
"Taemin, if you don't ing move to your original place, I will steal all that candy you hide under your bed with those pictures of me," I threatened.
I was actually lying- I had no idea what he hid under his bed.
He moved away slowly by pushing his feet from the ground and slumped his seat a bit more. He ducked his head from me.
So, it's actually true? I nodded in approval and went back to eating.
This is the yummiest "date" ever.
If anything ruins this meal, I will pounce on someone. And that someone will pay.
JONGHYUN'S POV
Oh my ing god- I thought I was never going to make it out of there.
Those ing stares, or glares which would be the best term, kept on pressuring me to run, scream, grab a rolling pin like Onew and start hitting her with it, yelling, "DIE! DIE! DIE!"
So I wouldn't have to see her Grudge of a face again.
OH WHAT A ING MIRACLE WOULD THAT BE?
I go quickly back into the kitchen and see these actions:
Onew drumming the broom as if it were an electric guitar and he kept humming some tune of some song.
Minho was playing with a big roll of dough as he kept throwing it up in the air as if it were a ball.
Hea Won kept on drumming the metallic table with these wooden chopsticks as she had a chef hat and outfit of a chef on.
And lastly, Key was dancing a little as he stirred something yummy smelling in a pot.
They didn't realize I was here until I said, "Last time I checked, this was a kitchen, not a concert."
They all snapped and went back to what they were supposed to be doing.
I went to Key and he looked at me. "So? How did it go?" he asked me. I shrugged. "Okay. I guess. She didn't expect a thing. Neither did Taemin."
He rolled his eyes. "We don't need to worry about Taemin finding out- he's pretty oblivious to these kind of things. Mi Young, though... we will have to be careful of."
This time I rolled my eyes. "Oh please- remember when we dressed up as girls? She didn't realize it was us at all. We weren't even wearing that much make-up. I'm pretty confident we can pull this off."
"Fine, but are you sure she didn't... you know... give you any looks?"
"This is the we're talking about- whenever she talks to someone, all we see is that scowl of hers," I scoff, stating the truth.
Key sighed. "Okay, okay- did you see any chemistry between our beloveds?"
"Why would there be any chemistry between them? A plus an obsessed dongsaeng equals to awkward conversation."
Key smirked at me. "Why can't you just admit the fact that you're jealous and you like her?" he asked me quietly, chuckling a little.
I know why he said it quietly- he knew I wouldn't want anyone else to hear. But him already knowing that dreadful "feeling" of mine exists in my head is quite ugly enough.
I glowered my eyes at him. "I ing don't Key. I'm not jealous nor do I like that . If I did, which I will never, I would already know why I do. But since there are no things I like about that , I do not like her," I say each word thoroughly.
He leaned into my face until our noses were touching.
"Hyung, you like her and you just can't accept it. I'm not forcing you, but if you don't do anything now, I assure you somebody else in the shadows will take her away from you. And I do not want to see you or Mi Young sad," Key said softly yet firmly.
I stared back at him, listening to each of his word. We don't say anything to each other for a while until I feel something nudging my stomach.
I looked down. It was a plate with food on it.
"Give this Mi Young and Taemin, will ya, Jjong Hyung? Thanks," Key smirked again, going back to the pot.
I take the dish and leave the kitchen once again, hearing Hea Won ask, "Why did Jonghyun look flushed?"
I touched my face and yes, it was burning. Maybe it was because of Key and his non-harmful threat... or maybe something else.
By the time I went out to their table, the fist thing I saw was that making faces at Taemin, who was trying his very best to physically get close to her.
"I swear Taemin- if you move an inch I will-"
"-Here's your food," I sang, putting the food right in front of her. She looked up at me and glared at me.
I smiled at her, keeping my cool. If I do anything like I would do, she could suspect anything. Then again she is dense, but hey- I have to be careful anyways.
She scoffed at me and then looked down. "You are so annoying."
WHAT THE ARE YOU SAYING? I AM A Y JONGHYUN IN DISGUISE, SPYING ON YOU BECAUSE I'M COOL LIKE THAT AND I GIVE YOU YOUR ING FOOD TO ING YOU SO ING NICELY AND THIS IS HOW YOU ING TREAT ME????
YOU ARE THE MEANEST I HAVE EVER KNOWN IN MY LIFE, MY ING GOD.
I blinked at her and laughed. "Oh yes, that I am. Please. Eat," I say, gesturing to her food.
She looked at it for a long time.
"Did you do anything to it, waiter?" she asked.
I ING WISH I DID.
"Oh of course not! The cook has made a beautiful meal for you and this lovely lady over there," I say, gesturing to Taemin.
"Oh, I'm a man but hehe- thank you for calling me a lovely lady~" Taemin giggled, clapping his hands.
Yeah, yeah. I'm just acting Taemin. And man, I'm good.
The raised an eyebrow. And then she picked up the fork. "Whatever. Just leave us alone and get the remaining dishes," she muttered.
DAMN, HOW I WISH TO PUSH YOUR HEAD INTO THAT DISH AND MAKE SURE YOU ING SUFFOCATE AND I JUST, I JUST, I JUST-
"Of course, miss."
And I left again, fuming with anger.
ING WILL DIE ONE DAY- IMMA DO THAT JOB ONE DAY OR ANOTHER. SORRY TAEMIN, I DON'T CARE IF YOU CRY OR KILL ME- THIS NEEDS TO GO.
I go back into the kitchen and sighed heavily. "They need more," I groaned, rubbing my head with agony.
"Yeah we know- take these dishes. I just made them," Key said, pushing the steaming dishes into my arms.
I stumble back with it, glaring at Key because he burned me and didn't even give me a second for a breather.
I grumbled under my breath. "What did I ever see in you?" I muttered, going back into the hell-hole.
"My looks, honey- don't EVAH forget that."
Oh, shut up Key.
I go back out and go towards that table again, already eyeing the empty dishes and a patient Taemin and a gassy-out-of-the-mouth .
Ew- I don't find y girls who burp in public attractive.
I put the plates on their table once again, and this time- people from other tables are starting to finally notice that the has been eating all night.
Don't look so surprised- if you have known her for a while, you get sickly used to it. Take it from somebody who had to take it that way.
"Here's the rest. I'm guessing these are the least entrees? Because these are the desserts, so...enjoy!~"
"No ."
SO ING HURTFUL.
Since there were no other orders, I just stayed behind the , waiting patiently as she eats the rest and Taemin just gazing at her.
Oh Taemin- is this what you do when you're on a date with the ? So sad... so sad...
After 5 minutes, I hear the burp and I look down at her as she, at the same time looked up at me.
Helloo fate. She blinked at me as she looked up at me and opened her mouth slightly as if to say something.
I saw her finger gesturing me to come closer.
For some reason, I did.
Closer, her finger gestured.
I did. I heard Taemin whine a little.
Closer, she mouthed.
I did until my face was very much in contact with hers. She looked at me with her eyes which were bored and blinking and her mouth was slightly open...
And that's when she went in and...
Burped in my face.
The biggest, loudest burp was shot right in face. And it smelled like meat.
ARE YOU LIKE ING KIDDING ME- I THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO ING DO SOMETHING A LITTLE BIT MORE LADY-LIKE JFBSJVBDBDJBWFBWEOIFWIEUFHL.
I stumbled back and made a face in disgust. "WHAT THE IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" I asked, outraged with... rage.
She tilt her head to the side and shrugged. "Well, it seemed like you were stalking us while I ate. I found it very annoying, waiter," she explained her actions.
"YOU - YOU ING DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT. YOU SHOULD'VE AT LEAST TOLD ME NICELY TO LEAVE."
She raised an eyebrow. "Did you call me a ''?" she asked.
...Uh-oh.
I gulped a little. "No.. I was... uh, saying that to the other lady," I said, pointing at Taemin.
Taemin gasped. "I'm a man and I AM NOT THE 'B' WORD!"
The just paid attention to me. She slowly got up. She had her arms folded and she stared at me with her lips pursed.
"You just called me a . A . Hm... I wonder what that reminds me of..." her thoughts obvious to my guess.
I just waited for her to go away. But she kept on coming closer. She kept on walking towards me as she spoke.
" is a very strong word to most girls. And if a waiter said that to a lady customer, you know he's in trouble. But this time-"
The stood face-to-face with me, making a dead-lock eye contact with me, her eyes glowered a little.
"You are not a waiter," she whispered.
And that's when a pie smacked me right in the face.
MI YOUNG'S POV
I knew it was him. I knew it was Jonghyun who was the waiter.
The minute I saw his face flinch slightly at my "you're so annoying" remark,I knew it was him.
And that's when I started to think of some fun things to do in the boring restaurant.
At first, I didn't know it was him- he didn't look like Jonghyun at all. But then when I looked more into his eyes, I could see the resemblance in these two characters. What a nice cosplay act, Jonghyun.
However, it didn't work this time.
Yes, I did smack a pie right in his face- but that's only because I was bored, y'know?
The pie foiling had fallen to the floor and made a small thump when Jonghyun gaped at me with his eyes widened and furrowed. The glasses he was wearing had already fallen to the floor and now that pie was covering his face, I could see that ugly face of his.
That makeup he had on wasn't visible anymore.
He stared at me. Taemin stared at me. Everyone stared at me. I stared at Jonghyun, smirking and highly pleased with what I had done.
I had to get him back at that toilet stunt a while ago. I wasn't going to leave that alone. Psh, you know me.
"WHAT THE IS WRONG WITH YOU?" he asked once again this night.
"What the is wrong with you? Why are you here?" I asked, almost snapping at him.
"I DON'T KNOW- I JUST WANNA BE. IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS."
"Oh please- you're here because I'm on a date with Taemin-"
"YEAH NOONA FINALLY ADMITTED IT-"
"-and you're jealous."
He stomped his foot. " YOU. NO I AM NOT. I WILL NEVER BE JEALOUS AND NEVER ADMIT IT, SO JUST SHUT THE UP."
"Ooh- you think that's going to hurt me? Ohoho, you are so wrong in so many ways. You are jealous and you just don't wanna admit it."
"AISH, YOU SHOULD REALLY JUST-"
And that's when a pie hits me in the face.
The pie stcisk to my face for a second until falling down with a big plop and I stare at Jonghyun, who was smirking at me evilly.
"You can't be the only one to do something," he said.
I flared my nostrils. I grabbed a bowl of some thick soup and dumped it on his head. He glared at me.
I put a finger near my mouth. "Oops," I say in a fake way.
He shakes his head a little as he glares but picks up a big slab of juicy meat and smeared it on my face, leaving a juicy smear on the lower part of my face.
Now he puts his finger near his mouth and went, "Oops."
What happens next?
Another national food fight.
Oh yes.
Everyone looked at us throwing food at each other and it was only us, considering the rest of the people in here were older than 30.
Jonghyun and I threw foods at each other, hit each other, and did many things to each other, coming back to the relationship we had before we turned to "friends".
It was then some people came out of the kitchen who tried to stop us.
"Mi Young, stop! You're gonna get in trouble!"
I turn my head and see the familiar face of Key. He looked worried and I also saw Hea Won, Onew and Minho there.
I furrow my eyes. "The whole group?" I asked quietly.
A vegetable attacked my face. I growled underneath my breath as I saw a cocky Jonghyun getting more ammo.
I kept on hitting Jonghyun as he kept on shooting me with his ammo.
THIS DINO-HEAD IS GOING DOWN.
We kept on hitting each other, until Key tried to stop us. He moved in between Jonghyun and I.
"C'mon- we don't want you guys to get banned from this restaurant either-"
-"THERE THEY ARE! THOSE BRATS WHO TIED US IN THE CLOSET!" a fat chef called out, pointing at Key.
Key yelped and moved away from us, running away from the somehow pissed chefs.
And Hea Won, Onew and Minho started to run away from them too.
So, basically, everything was pretty ed- up here.
A waiter who's clothes are missing comes too and joins in on the chase.
It was only me and Jonghyun who kept on hitting each other as the teens and fatties chased each other.
"ING !" Jonghyun yelled.
"SHORT- DINOSAUR!" I roared back.
This went on for at least 30 minutes.
And by that time, we got kicked out from the restaurant and were once again, officially banned from this restaurant.
Almost all of us were bruised or caked with stuff, and Key was the one who broke the groaning from us.
"I like this night," he said, nodding his head in approval.
Hea Won stared at him with a glare. "You're taking me home. Let's go," she said bluntly, not really in the mood of Key's dorkiness.
He does go, with his head slumped.
Onew cussed a lot. "Dammit. This restaurant had the best chicken I ever ing tasted," Onew grumbled as Minho reassured him there are lots of other chicken restaurants.
They went too, and that just left me and Jonghyun in the presence of our eyes.
Jonghyun sighed deeply and wiped the stuff from his face.
"You are the most iest person I have ever met," he muttered to me.
I gasped. "And you say it like it's a bad thing," I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
"It's ing true- you're so annoying," he muttered.
"So are you- by the way, you were jealous weren't you?" I asked, smirking at him again.
He clenched his teeth together. ''DAMN YOU. NO I WASN'T. JUST- LEAVE ME ALONE."
And he went off running away from me.
I snorted and rolled my eyes as he kept running until he was out of my sight. I looked at this forest of trees and bushes, but only to find a man kicking at the rocks as he kept walking furiously.
I squint at the sight of this man, but only to find out that that man wasn't a man- but a boy.
A styled head boy. A mushroom-headed boy.
Taemin.