It was a long day. Actually, the work at the bar was a bit short, as if time flew by instantly. Wooyoung never had this kind of fulfillment for an actual work since he came home winning first place at the Science contest when he was in 6th grade.
He came in, greeted Yeosang and Jongho, and went to the small spot of a bed Yeosang prepared for him by the glass window.
"What's with him?" Jongho asked. He was used to Wooyoung being so loud and rumbling every time he came home, which made him look up a bit from his computer game.
"I don't know," Yeosang smirked, "But I bet, it's either that or that."
"What?"
"You know...either he had great sex or he fell in love."
The two men looked over the counter and saw Wooyoung. He was smiling at the ceiling, giggling silently.
"Oh, no..." Yeosang's eyes widened.
"Yeah, it's the latter. He fell in love." Jongho, as always in a monotone, replied.
Wooyoung didn't even notice the two men looking at him. He was just...
Happy? Of course I'm happy, he said to himself, I have two jobs, I'm doing something good for myself, I chose these two jobs for myself. Of course, I'm happy.
Even so, when he turned towards the glass window and saw the night landscape, he giggled like a child who had done something wrong that doesn't want to get caught.
He was undeniably thinking of San.
Those squinty eyes, that mysterious expression, those lips...
Aigoo, no, no, nope, he still said to himself, sitting on the makeshift bed. He shook his head and let out a sigh.
But he kept on giggling, forgetting that there are two people still looking at him. One of them just threw a computer mouse on his head.
"What the- OI, WHY ARE YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT?!"
"Oh nothing, don't mind us, this is our condo unit, you are our dishonored guest, but it's as if we don't even exist while your mind is fleeting away to unicorns and clouds with hearts and flowers with whoever is making your heart fluttered."
Wooyoung wasn't even angry. Jongho was actually not entirely wrong, but then again, being a grown man, he wanted to retort. However, Yeosang was laughing his wits out as Jongho did say the whole thing without stopping for a breath.
"So, who's the unlucky person, Wooyoung?"
"Huh, um..." Come to think of it, he never actually told these two that he had a new job which goes from 5am-11am, "I actually have another job."
Yeosang and Jongho were in disbelief. They never thought Wooyoung to be the type of person to actually have a job, let alone two jobs immediately.
"Oh, that's great!" Yeosang said as he gestured to Wooyoung to come and have dinner, "So where is it? What is it?"
"I got a job as a driver for a courier business."
"Wait, wait, WHICH courier business?"
"Um, C. S. Cou-"
"OH NO, " Yeosang stood and shook his head. Now, he is serious, "THAT courier business? Are you sure they are not doing courier business for their dealings?"
"No, no, actually, it's not illegal," Wooyoung immediately replied, "I even talked to the owner himself, Choi San, and I got a tour of their business company, and it has many trucks and all that shit with packages and stuff."
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The Courier
FanfictionBecause of the loss of family and home, Jung Wooyoung needed a job. His job as a bartender was already a good shot and suitable until nine in the evening. Yet, a salary of 450,000 won is not enough to pay all the necessities needed. So, Wooyoung nee...