Songs [BANG CHAN ONE-SHOTS]

God's Menu 🔞

A/N: Another long one... with more story than the smut... I'm sorry.

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Never in a hundred years would Christopher Bang, also known as Bang Chan, imagine he would be standing in front of the classy French restaurant on the opposite side of Gangnam, feeling nervous. He was leaning on his black sporty Chevrolet Camaro, chewing on his lower lip, arms crossed on his chest as he read the restaurant sign for the millionth time ever since he arrived there 15 minutes ago.

"L'ange"

It was short and simple, a name perfectly suited for the taste of the food prepared there: angelic. But the word itself - Angel - was more used to describe the owner of the restaurant.

Many people believed the business would be a failure just because the owner was a woman. But her gentle nature, always smiling face, and incredibly tasty and heavenly food made this French restaurant located in the wealthy district of South Korea's capital climb high in the culinary world. And the mentioned heavenly food made "L'ange" earn its first Michelin star just two years after opening.

That achievement, however, angered Bang Chan to the boiling point. He was in the culinary business years before her yet it seemed that the critics swooned more over the western style foods rather than traditional Korean.

Chan was a well-known chef, people dined in his restaurant, and that wasn't a problem, but he was still bitter that she was doing much better, even though they graduated culinary school at the top of their class together.

"Fuck!" Bang Chan cursed and spat out the bitten piece of his thumbnail, standing away from his car and letting out a long sigh.

He never wanted to be here in the first place, but his friends talked him into it. It was basically the whole restaurant staff that had the same idea and persuaded him to come and see Miss "Angel", the most popular female chef. Chan couldn't win against a crowd of people...

Still wearing his black chef uniform, Chan took another deep breath before advancing towards the elegant white building. Once the glass door opened, Chan felt like an odd person to be in such a facility: everything was in white and light blue tones, with golden details as an accent to the overall bright atmosphere. In all that "brightness", black-haired Bang Chan was wearing all-black clothes and was immediately noticed by the hostess at the front desk. She smiled big, tucking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. Chan smiled at her after noticing her glued seductive glare on him. He approached the desk and nodded in greeting.

After a small but fake flirting (at least on his side), the two went towards the back of the restaurant, where the owner's office was. Walking stealthy and powerful, Chef Bang attracted looks both from the customers and the staff. He liked the attention but had to focus on his initial plan once he and the hostess stopped in front of the closed door of the owner's office.

The blonde American girl knocked twice and opened the door, stepping inside, "Miss Head Chef, there is someone who would like to see you," then she glanced at Chan who stood in the hallway, "It's urgent," she added with a playful smirk.

A long sigh and rustling of the papers were heard from the inside of the office but, after a few seconds, came a female voice, "Alright, let them in."

The hostess nodded and stepped out, gesturing with her hand for Chan to come in. Her eyes were on him but his main focus, once he stepped into the office, was "Miss Head Chef", which resulted in the hostess huffing jealously and almost slamming the door close.