Best Served Cold

Chapter 15

Yeosang looked through older receipts as the bakery wasn't too active that day. He has had this inkling that he had seen San elsewhere before. Before this whole thing even started. He just couldn't really recall when. He had checked the CCTV from the beginning of its installation and couldn't find anything worth his attention either. He sat there, wondering just when it was that he saw San but nothing came to mind. He looked at the camera and tilted his head. Was it from even further before? College? No. He had no recollection of San as a college mate, though Yeosang wasn't really an extrovert either. Most of his friends were his friends only because they were Wooyoung's friends. He sighed and shrugged, getting up to go to the kitchen to make himself something to eat but paused when he reached the door that led to the waiting room. He wondered where all the scratches from the door came from. He didn't recall seeing them there before or maybe he just didn't notice.

Doing his best to ignore it, he couldn't ignore his friend being in danger so he added more locks to the door after informing Wooyoung who whined about it. It was Wednesday again soon after and Yeosang decided to stake the bakery at closing hours, wondering if the attacker would show him. He sat at a nearby bench with his hoodie up, waiting and staring at the back door but nothing happened. He did the same on Thursday and still, nothing happened. He looked around the area too, wondering if the attacker could see him staring so he tried to hide in the bush but there was still nothing. He sighed and decided maybe he was doing this wrongly.

"What's with the long face?" Wooyoung asked Yeosang as he came in on Friday morning already in his baker's uniform to help Yeosang with the baking.

"Oh, nothing. I was just wondering... Has your attacker attacked you recently?"

Wooyoung stiffened slightly but it wasn't obvious enough for Yeosang who was too distracted to tell. "No. He hasn't actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Why do you ask?"

"Actually, I've been waiting after your working hours to see if anyone appears," Yeosang said and Wooyoung jumped.

"W-why would you do something so dangerous?"

"Why? For you. I don't want you to be hurt again?" Yeosang said as if it should be obvious. Wooyoung cleared his throat and made his way to the kitchen.

"Or you could end up getting hurt instead," Wooyoung argued and Yeosang realized his friend had left the waiting room. He sighed and followed him inside, preparing their trays for the cupcakes.

"As far as I remember, I'm actually stronger than you."

"That guy is strong too," Wooyoung whispered as he mixed the cupcake ingredients together. Not only that but there was nothing Wooyoung could do to go against his words anymore. He feared for Yeosang too much so as he stood in front of his friend with nothing but a piece of bright red bikini under his baker uniform, he feared that the other would catch him too. The thong that covered just about nothing at all kept slipping in between his butt cheeks uncomfortably and so was the bra that kept riding up his nipples. His member was barely even covered and he felt so insecure about it. He tried to adjust them whenever Yeosang turned his back towards him or looked in another direction. He couldn't understand why S had ordered him to wear it on Friday specifically since he didn't even work on Fridays. Not to mention, his uniform was pure white. With just a bit more pressure, he would be exposed.

"Hey, Wooyoung?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you stay a little longer today?"

"What for?" Wooyoung asked, gulping slightly. He just wanted to be out of the bikini as soon as he could so he was really surprised to hear Yeosang asking him to stay a little longer.