Oneshots | woosang

A boxer and a waiter

Wooyoung was walking with two of his friends after a successful fight. The friends were heading to a small cafe for something to eat, it was late at night and none of them had any interest in cooking anything. They talked as they went to the place with the 24/7 symbol.

"I still can't believe I dislocated that man's shoulder" Jongho chuckled slightly as they entered the cafe and went to a table, the place only had two other people, "That will teach him a lesson."

"Yes, your fight was very good but Hongjoong's was better" a pink-haired man, San, showed an image on his cell phone, "I can make memes with the face that idiot made."

Wooyoung simply denied amused with the conversation of the events of a few hours ago, funny to remember since at the time they drew a lot of laughs. But his attention was focused on a man with black hair, who was walking towards his table.

"Good evening and welcome to Early Rise Café, what can I offer you."

The man was angelic, his hair was black and his eyes a light chocolate, the features of his face were delicate and defined, Wooyoung was enthralled by this stranger. He was the most attractive person he had ever seen.

"-Young, Wooyoung" San shook his friend, when the blue haired man came out of the trance he realized that his friends plus the waiter were watching him, "We are asking you what you want to eat, god."

"Sorry" he gulped before seeing the black-haired man smiling slightly, oh my goodness that man was angelic, "I would like a hamburger and a glass of water, please."

"Understood, then it would be two hamburgers, a ham sandwich and two sodas" the black-haired man checked the list before smiling at them again, "I'll bring your order right away."

The waiter disappeared from Wooyoung's sight but it was Jongho's little buck that made him stop seeing that door. The youngest of the boxers started making little comments about the waiter and obviously San followed him.

"Eyes on the black-haired man, I see, I always knew that the cute ones were your thing" the pink haired man turned to see the waiter again, the man was helping an old man, "You should go talk to him."

"I think he should go help him with grandpa" Jongho went back to playing with his cell phone, "Maybe you will catch his attention."

"I agree with the boy, secure your chance with that hottie" Wooyoung raised an eyebrow before looking at the waiter, "Your face is very ugly and maybe that's how you conquer it."

"Wow, what a great friend" he got up and walked over to the black-haired man and the old man, gently taking the hand of the man, "Let me help him."

"Thank you very much boy."

"His daughter is about to arrive, help me take him outside" the boxer nodded, he opened the door and just in time a girl arrived, both of them helped the man to get into the car, "Wait a bit, let me bring you your order."

Wooyoung closed the door of the vehicle to see how the black-haired man ran and returned with a bag in his hands, he kindly said goodbye to the woman and they both watched as they walked away from him. The black-haired man looked at Wooyoung and smiled at him.

"Thank you" he extended his hand, "My name is Yeosang."

"Wooyoung."

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"Hey, Wooyoung!" The aforementioned turned confused, he found the person who called him, it was the waiter who was walking towards him with a smile, "Hello."

"Hello Yeosang, I didn't plan on seeing you around here" they both walked side by side, they were in a mall, "You remembered my name."

"Silly, of course I remembered your name, you have come the last nights" the laugh of the black-haired man managed to cause a slight blush in the highest, "Are you buying clothes? I'm here to take advantage of an offer at a friend's store. "

"Which shop?"

"Have you heard of Song Mingi's ice cream? The owner is my friend "he took the boxer's free hand to lead him to his destination," You will love them, they are the most delicious ice creams in this place and the prices today are crazy."

Wooyoung got carried away, enjoying the feel of the other's hand and praying he wasn't sweating at the moment. The ice cream shop was quite nice, it was with a fair amount of people and in truth the prices were more than good. Yeosang took charge of ordering the dessert for both of them and therefore paying for them, the boxer complained but almost forgot when trying the food.

"Delicious, right, Mingi's family has a super secret recipe" the image before Wooyoung was a very cute one, Yeosang smiling with the corner of his mouth covered by a little ice cream, "Today is the anniversary of the place and that's why they downgrade everything."

"I'm not a big fan of sweets but I will definitely bring my friends" the other giggled before eating again, "You have some ice cream on your lips."

"Oh?" The black-haired man let the other wipe him with a napkin before smiling flushed, "Thanks, I've always been messy when I eat."

"Cute."

After eating Wooyoung let the black-haired man accompany him to do the shopping, it was a great help since the black-haired man had a good eye for clothes. That time they passed was pleasant for both of them, Yeosang was good company, too bad they had to part ways.

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Wooyoung's routine after each fight was to go directly to that cafe, eat or drink something and then talk with the black-haired man and on the days off they both decided to go out on small dates. Yeosang would tell him everything about his day and then Wooyoung would accompany him to his apartment.

"Yeosang?"

The black-haired man was closing the store, something strange since it was usually open and Yeosang would finish his shift in fifteen more minutes.

"Oh Wooyoung, I'm sorry to tell you that you won't be able to have dinner today- wait, what happened to your nose?" as he got closer and could see the other's face better he noticed the cuts, "Oh god, your lip! And that blows, you look horrible."

"Well, thanks" the other rolled his eyes and pulled him to walk, "You don't have to worry, you know it's part of my job."

"First, what you call work is dangerous and second, your face looks like shit" they got into the car that the black-haired man had recently acquired and went to his apartment, "Tell me they didn't break your nose."

"No, just a slight scratch."

No one said anything else during the trip, only the music from the radio was heard, this situation was normal since the environment was not uncomfortable. Wooyoung watched the buildings go by, his thoughts returned to the fight, it was not a very pleasant encounter for him.

"I'll go get the first aid kit."

"Is not-"

"You have no right to complain, it shows that you just splashed water on your face."

Wooyoung was left alone in the living room, he remained standing while he looked around him. The waiter's apartment was medium and clean, he was sure that if Yeosang came to see his house he would not stop complaining. Wooyoung was not very neat to say.

"What are you doing standing there silly, sit down" the black-haired man appeared with what he was looking for, took a seat and the other imitated him, "Your knuckles aren't damaged, right?"

"This time I did make sure to cover them well" this was not the first time that Yeosang saw the consequences of Wooyoung's activities, once he arrived with bandaged knuckles on a date and Yeosang freaked out with concern.

The black-haired man was not happy. From the time they had known each other, Wooyoung learned that when Yeosang was totally quiet it was because he was worried or angry. Maybe today were those two options.

"Hey, I'm fine" he took the other's wrists to lean down and kiss the black-haired's forehead, it hurt but at the same time it felt good, "It's just a couple of blows."

"If you come back with this kind of blows, I'll take care of breaking your nose."