silent love

Chapter 1

athe morning hammer smacked mingyu hard. he wakes up with a major hangover on an unfamiliar bed. he rolls around until he somehow managed to roll to his left, hitting what seems to be a body. cold, smooth skin with a fit figure.

a head of hair brushes his face lightly, almost putting him back to dreamland, also making him realize that the body next to him isn't a cold pillow of some sort but an actual human being.

feeling cold from top all the way down, he takes a look into the blanket that's hugging the him and the person next to him tight. he's butt naked for fuck's sake. at first he thinks it's normal since he sometimes sleeps naked and he thinks that the hair is just his black teddy bear, only to come into realization that the rolling caused him to be hugging another naked body next to him.

the man's skin is too smooth for him. he loves the soft feeling contacting his skin. with mixed emotions, he tries to get his brain working and process the situation though almost every part of his brain is having a major setback

he looks around the room first, seeing a coffee table full of wine bottles and shot glasses scattered all over it. that's when a flashback of him drinking with someone came back to him. he believes that he drank with the waiter of the bar if he's not mistaken. woo? was it? or not? he can't tell. his brain isn't functioning properly.

his brain is too tired to even comprehend the situation. ignoring the facts, he stretched his arms a bit to help him distract the himself from the headache he's having. one arm landed on the pillow next to him, which resulted in the person next to him to just roll on his arm. he starts trembling on what to do and who is this person. only then he sees the person's face, finally getting one piece of the puzzle together. not the best piece per se

"f-faster.....b-babe....." yup. that's what he remembers. again, he's shocked. he can only recall such weird line along with some other erotic scenes. he knows why he's there now. he fucked the waiter up bad

he's still panicking on what to do, how to handle the situation and all sorts of things. he wants to get up, but he can't. the snuggling wonwoo is pulling mingyu into is making mingyu feel sleepy. just the warmth in the ice cold room, is just home to him. he doesn't want to let the man go. want. wonwoo? yes. he finally remembers his name now. wonwoo, a 26 year old waiter which got railed by mingyu in just one night of knowing each other. he can't help but to just stare at wonwoo's handsome features, even when he's asleep. he plays around wonwoo's messy hair while staring upon staring at him

after a few minutes of admiring wonwoo later, the latter decided to whimper around. again, mingyu starts to panic again since he's now stuck in place from not having a way to solve this situation. wonwoo who's not in the best condition just snuggles closer. with a weak stomach, alcohol can't really be taken well by him, so it's inevitable that he can't see anything much. he's practically blind without his glasses, added with the whirlwind vision he's having, his head is spinning like crazy. mingyu is dying of having a panic attack and resorted in one solution, which is to fuck off from there

he takes wonwoo's head and placed it down on the pillow carefully, making wonwoo snuggle with another pillow instead. he rushes off to the bathroom to see his condition, and damn well he looks like shit.

he takes a glimpse of his phone he brought into the bathroom, seeing the time. at first, he relaxes a bit. seconds later, he wants to cry seeing that he has a reminder saying that he has a job interview. and the reminder was 30 minutes ago.

with no room to fix himself, he rushes out of the bathroom. he finds his backpack, which contains important documents and a few spare clothings. he puts them on quickly and wrotes a small message on a sticky note and left it on wonwoo's phone, later on running out of the bar. though rushing, being polite is good enough for him. leaving without a notice would be too rude

wonwoo on the other hand is pretty much struggling the same problem. he's only hearing ringing sounds in his ears with a heavy headache and a blurry vision accompanying him in the room. with the dizziness, he forgot all about the man earlier and decided to just roll around.

he notices that he's only wearing a boxer with a shirt. not to mention that the shirt is oversized. at first he thinks he's at home since oversized clothes are a norm to him, and it's exactly his style. problem is, headaches go away pretty easily for him, making him realize that he has no oversized uniforms, strangely he's wearing one

fighting his hangover, he gets up and tries to find any clothes he can wear. he finds a pair of pants and a turtle neck. he remembers the pants since he wore it yesterday. the turtle neck, he believes that he wore the turtle neck last night before changing into his work uniform yesterday.

with no other option, he changes into the clothes and went to wash his face, still having the oversized uniform on him. he had a thought of tucking it into his pants but he just let it down freely, letting hover over his knees. that's how big that shirt is

tidying up the whole roo , he checks his phone that is for some reason on mute. he's struck by an aweshock as he sees an alarm saying that he's supposed to go to work around 1 hour ago.

panicking, he rushes to his workplace. though he's a boss at the cafe he owns, he's the only one running the shop anyways. somehow, his business is booming way more than he had expected spite working alone handling such a big cafe. though he can come in anytime, the shop wont open without him.

he's the only who can open the shop since he's the only one actually working. arriving there, he runs up to his office after apologizing to the customers that's waiting in line for his cafe to open. jeon wonwoo, the founder and owner of a cafe called 'The Liter', a big cafe that's grown exponentially throughout it's business years.

though being a boss, he works like a normal employee. a normal barista working since he's self employed. he only has one worker, and that's only a guard to help watch the shop incase of wonwoo's forced absenty, which is pretty rare to occur

running in, he throws his suitcase onto his desk and crashed himself onto his chair, only to tip over and fall flat on his back. he gets up ashamed of his actions, and is more ashamed noticing that someone is sitting right in front of him. it's probably someone reserving or something, he thought. not seeing the person's face, he takes a few documents he needed to work on and sorted them out, only to drop them on the floor. screaming inside, he picks them up embarrassingly, cursing to himself for being such a dumbass. just as he's about to yell from frustration, a hand comes and picks up the documents, handing them over to wonwoo. he looks up, seeing the man sitting in front of him is currently helping him. still, he couldn't see the face since he's not wearing his pair of glasses. he only nods a bit before the man returns to his seat, so does wonwoo himself. he arranged them neatly before putting his glasses on, finally deciding to speak

"hello my name is won-" wonwoo is stunned as he laid eyes on the man. the hand wonwoo handed out just sits there frozen as he sees that the one in front of him isn't an unfamiliar acquaintance but more to someone he's met before. the man also freezes, though a few centimeters away from shaking their hands together

"mi-min....gyu?" wonwoo is left in awe. he doesn't know what to do. not that he wouldn't realize that a few hours ago, he was in bed with same man. not that he wouldn't remember about the way he enjoyed riding mingyu. not the fact that he was having the time of his life riding mingyu like there's no other night, woman or man that hr could've fucked

what do you mean not? you clearly enjoyed i! you don't want any other men nor women you just want him don't you? his own mind dissed him. he can't help but to falsify any feelings for other people, he knows well he enjoyed riding mingyu last night. the snuggling, the cuddling they had that morning was the warmest yet the most comfiest thing that wonwoo's experienced his whole life, considering how his mother was never home and his dad passed away even before his birth, he's never felt anything warmer rather than a hug a stranger gave

-earlier-

mingyu rushed off to his car, hurriedly running into his porche. crashing into the driver's seat, he took a small glance at himself, seeing himself looking more ruined than a whole raccoon itself. his hair was a total mess. anyone who studies cosmetology would die seeing that abomination of hair, or practically just a clump of fur living rent free on mingyu's scalp

with time not waiting for him, just ticking faster every second he wasted, he decided that there's no time at all to fix it, so he just went with it though it seemed way more chaotic than his life. he slammed the gas pedal flat and flashed away to where he's interviewing

along the way, he stopped by a convenience store, buying himself a few meals to act as a breakfast for him. though pretty much shoving everything down his throat, like what he did last night, he did take it slow on the medicine just to not choke and die. what a weird way to die though, 'choked on some medications because of wanting to cure a hangover'.

the headache slowly went away as mingyu finally calmed his ass back down. though having faint memories of whatever happened the night before, he ignored it and focused on making an arrival at his interview. incase anyone wanted to know, he got fired a few days before rina broke up with him because he accidentally walked in on his boss cheating with a younger chick, and as a result he got laid off just to keep it a secret, and yes the boss completely forgot about mingyu not being able to speak

upon reaching the cafe he's supposed to interview at, he read the name of the establishment. The Liter. a quite simple name yet a very good name. he grabbed the documents he left in his car and stepped out of it, only to find himself standing still like a feet away from the entrance. after drilling a big ass hole in the pavement, he decided to step into it.

it caught him by surprise that the environmental condition is actually a very chill and soothing feeling. the store just radiated good vibes around the whole store, giving nothing but good auras. becoming comfortable with the atmosphere, he took a look around the cafe, seeing how much of an aesthetic feeling the cafe gives. he likes it very well, especially since it was colored in a cold looking color, just makes the store look more spacious

he walked upstairs, seeing the boss's office space, which is pretty big and wide. mingyu loved how the office is just a really big spacious room, and the open concept it's having just made mingyu delighted. whoever the boss is, he sure do how to decorate an office space. the way mostly everything is based on nature, the green environment and the amount of green plants covering the office is really chill. what's more surprising is that the big window is just a door, leading to a beautiful rooftop, which was turned to be a flower garden, leading to a small porch

he sat down on the chair that's placed in front of the boss's seat and sat still. yes, he didn't move not one bit. first few minutes, he thought to himself that the boss is probably just having some problems that made him come in late. after that, he was creating a whole damn earthquake thanks to him shaking too much. though he came to the interview 30 minutes late, the boss still hasn't shown up. he literally started crying because he thought the boss abandoned the interview because of him being late and went to other places instead. and after another 30 minutes of eternal screaming and crying, he heard the door creak open

suddenly, a man just came into the office like a crashing airplane, literally just flew onto the seat, falling down along with it. mingyu was surprised but found it somewhat amusing, so he didn't really do much about it. the man got up and clenched his fist before putting everything back in place, taking out a few documents that needed to be sorted out which dropped tragically onto the floor. mingyu decided to help, which the man didn't really respond to other than a small gesture of thank you to mingyu. finishing, they sat back down as the latter decided to offer a handshake

"hi my name is won-" the man stopped. mingyu's eyes got a hold of the man's face and fuck he remembered what happened this morning, also last night's tragedies. his hangover was already gone, and god forbid he wished it was still here

'woo' mingyu's mind helped finishing the latter's sentence. wonwoo. a name that's pretty addictive to him to hear and even say. he knew very well what history he had with this wonwoo guy, and damn well he doesn't want to remember it right now

"mi-min....gyu?" mingyu's name somehow slipped out of wonwoo's mouth. mingyu didn't know what to do as he just stared at the man deeply, slowly recovering his memories

-end of flashback-

both froze in place. both of them are having flashbacks from their small dick appointment, really crying how their brains decided to turn on the heater on their cheeks

wonwoo tried starting a conversation a few times, but each failed as his eyes keep on getting caught mingyu's collarbone. just full of red marks that he knew he left on mingyu last night. come to think about it, he remembers mingyu feasting on his chest yesterday

from curiosity, he angles the small mirror he had, directing it to his neck to chest area. after making sure that mingyu is not looking, he pulls his shirt down, revealing the bite marks, the vibrant red hickeys stuck onto his neck all the way to his nips

panicking, he fixes his shirt back to normal just as mingyu turns back to looking at wonwoo. the fact that mingyu is sitting straight while staring straight at wonwoo is creeping the latter out a bit, especially with the loud silence filling up the whole room

wonwoo wants to speak but each second his eyes got ahold of the person in front of him, he can't help but to be highly embarrassed by everything he did last night. but, he knew mingyu meant those touches. every skin contact mingyu made with him didn't feel desperate at all

wonwoo knew, the first time he met mingyu that mingyu is probably not doing too well just by looking at mingyu's puppy like expressions, those eyes that gave mingyu goosebumps each time he finds his own eyes stuck onto them. how did wonwoo knew? well, he's experienced it

though wonwoo's love live has passed long ago, he still couldn't forget just that one boy that made him feel like living in a wonderful utopia, just an euphoric feeling every second he's with him, but that wasn't the case as he found out that he's just being used, for pleasuring such a man that finally showed his true colors not too long after wonwoo got into a relationship with him, and that made wonwoo regret every second of falling in love with such human being. yet wonwoo still misses him, thinking that there's still hope for the two of them

after spacing out about his ex, he sees mingyu handing him a tissue paper. wonwoo is confused and takes it, not knowing what is the purpose of the tissue being handed to him. panicking, mingyu thought that wonwoo didn't take it because he did something wrong. from impulse, he stands up and went by to wonwoo's side, bringing along the tissue with him

wonwoo just looks in confusion as mingyu cups wonwoo's face. very dearly, mingyu puts the tissue aside as he rubs his thumb on wonwoo's cheek. wonwoo is still confused why, but then he realizes it. another tear slowly escapes as mingyu just wipes it off with his thumb gently

only then wonwoo realizes that he's crying legitimate tears. he knows he'll cry everytime he thinks of his ex, and now he's doing the exact thing he hates doing. mingyu just keeps wiping off the tears, which made wonwoo more emotional. each touch felt delicate, more gentle than how his ex treated him. each touch made wonwoo realize that the past is just another lesson to him

he sobs, loudly. crying his heart out, nonstop tears start streaming down his face. again, it boosts mingyu's panic attack. wonwoo knows mingyu's dumbfounded, which made his subconscious mind think that mingyu needed a first move. wonwoo just crashes himself in mingyu's embrace while crying on mingyu's shoulder

again, mingyu freezes. seeing how desperate wonwoo is for a hug, he moves aside his thoughts of suiciding and returned the hug. he rubs the back of wonwoo's head slowly, his other hand rubbing wonwoo's back. he doesn't know why wonwoo's crying but he knows that the latter is crying because of something, well, rather personal since wonwoo won't let go of gripping mingyu's shirt

now that wonwoo has finally finished crying, like after what it felt like forever, he settles down and apologized to mingyu for causing him trouble, as in drenching mingyu's shirt in his tears. he really wants to bury himself in the pits of embarrassment for crying on an intern's shoulder

finally getting over his ex, he sits back down, again being handed a tissue by mingyu. wonwoo takes it, looking back at mingyu who's gesturing wonwoo to blow his nose. following the orders, wonwoo does as told and blows his nose, throwing it away after he's confident that his nose is clear from any snot

mingyu finds something to write on, grabbing a pen out of his pocket. seeing mingyu almost about to cry from not finding anything, wonwoo hands mingyu a notebook. not just an ordinary notebook, but mingyu's notebook he left on the bed earlier. wonwoo found it whole tidying up so he just carried it along with him, and he wasn't even sure if he'd ever meet mingyu again. mingyu just grabs it and starts writing something down

"what's wrong?" wonwoo reads it out loud. somehow he made it a habit. mingyu just nods lightly before asking for the book back, writing something down before holding it up so that wonwoo can read it

'if im asking too much, then don't tell me if you're uncomfortable', mingyu wrote down. wonwoo just looks at it for a few moment before replying

"it's just that, i'm thinking of someone. though i shouldn't, i still do" wonwoo answers the question. he almost cried again but managed to hold back his forthcoming tears

"i really shouldn't be distracting us. how bout we just get into the interview? the customers are all waiting. hand me your resume" wonwoo changes the topic. mingyu understands it and hands his resume without any further questions

"seems that you're qualified. have you had any experience working in this field before?" wonwoo turns on his professional side. to be honest, he's impressed by mingyu's resume. he's pretty much the ace since every other interns barely had anything good on theirs. answering the question, mingyu nods lightly

"well we do have long business hours and we take very minimum break time so it might bother you. can you handle it?" mingyu nods again, receiving a smile from wonwoo

"well one last question. can you handle the amount of customers? this cafe is pretty much the only living one in this area so almost half of the city come here daily" wonwoo asks. mingyu is slightly about the amount of serving he has to do but since he do want a job and not rely on everything his parents left him with, he nods as a reply

"great! since it's a monday, everyone's busy. i'll consider you hired then?" wonwoo smiles which caught mingyu by surprise. he wasn't really expecting to get a job but here he is, officially called an employee

"let's just sign off some paperworks and you should be good to go then! but let's do that later, we don't wanna upset the customers" wonwoo gets up as he gets a fresh new apron from a drawer, guiding mingyu down