( Warning ⚠️ s*xual harassment and an age gap relationship)
Xinlong was working today.
A perilous cycle he was caught in.
Wake up.
Go to school.
Go to work.
Go to bed.
Wake up.
The tiny apron around his waist made his figure out to be more appealing than it should be. He wasn't trying to get people to sin, but the general public was no match for the bad bitch shape of this young man.
"Hey cutie." A woman smirked, pressing a large bill against the string of his apron. This wasn't even a strip joint!
"Thanks." He hissed, throwing down the hot plate in front of her.
The boy could rage at the amount of harassment he endured during a 5 hour shift, but the tips were mountainous and he was treated nicely in the kitchen so he stayed.
"Bring me a refill sweet thing! I just watch you walk!" Some drunk man tugged on Xinlong's shirt. He rolled his eyes in disgust, but grabbing the mug and walking back into the kitchen.
"I'm going to die! Somebody cover me for awhile!" Xinlong shouted out.
"Not a chance!" Another waiter chuckled, jumping up onto a counter, sweat beading down his neck.
"Han, get out there for him! He's just a kid and we've got weirdos tonight!" Felix shouted over the loud buzz of the kitchen.
"We have weirdos every night." Han grumbled, hopping off of the counter and grabbing the now filled mug.
Han looked over at Xinlong with a tired smile, hand ruffling the boy's hair.
Xinlong could've guessed that he would've been upset with him, but after getting to know Han, he knew that he wasn't the type to get angry over things like serving one of Xinlong's tables because he was uncomfortable.
"Get out there Long. Table 12's food is ready," Felix commanded softly, not wanting to scare the younger.
Xinlong nodded and grabbed the plates.
"Hey why didn't he get me my beer?" The drunk one slurred as Han set down the drink.
"Am I not pretty enough for you Joe?" Han joked dryly.
"No, you're my best guy Han." He said, a hand running up Han's leg.
"Oh you flatter me, too bad you're such a dick. I might have liked you." Han spat as he walked away.
"Oh he loves me!" Joe cried out drunkenly.
Xinlong scoffed as he walked past the table of intoxicated idiots.
"Why do I even work here?" He mumbled under his breath.
"Hey! Hey baby!"
"Fuck off!" Xinlong seethed.
"Sassy! I like you!" Joe cackled.
Before Xinlong could fight back the disgusting excuse of a man Joe landed a harsh slap against Xinlong's backside.
He audibly gasped in shock. In all the months he had been working here no one had ever actually touched him.
"Hey! Hey!" Xinlong stood in shock as Han came yelling over to the table.
"Hey you bastard! Get your hands off of him!"
"LongLong, go to the kitchen, you're off of the night." Han pushed the boy towards the kitchen and into the locker room.
"I have 2 hours left I can't leave," the younger argued, still shocked.
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