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"So you ran into him on your way to work!!?" Yeosang exclaimed as he ate his friend chicken at the table either Jongho silently eating next to him; but he was totally listening.
"Yeah I did. At least I was sober this time..." Wooyoung sighed softly as he unpacked his work stuff from his bag. Yeosang set his chicken down and wiped his hand off on the napkin beside him.
"Now did you see how fucking not he was!?" He grinned; forgetting Jongho was there for a moment. Who clearly was jealous and looked at Yeosang upsettingly; he pouted slightly and pinched his cheeks before turning back to Wooyoung.
Wooyoung shrugged and took off his coat; folding it, while he thought of how to answer without Yeosang thinking he wanted to get fucked by this Choi San guy. "Yeah...he was pretty attractive.."
"Do you wanna fuck him?" Jongho choked on his food and reached for his water and took a big gulp of it just to clear his throat. Wooyoung just looked in disbelief and shook his head walking off with his things to his room.
"What? What did I say?" Yeosang turned to Jongho who just reached over to caress his shoulder.
"Nothing Yeo...just eat..."
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The next day went by and Wooyoung was at work in his cafe waiter uniform looking all cute. Of course he did. He always knew that. He went to get some customers orders. Some regulars which were a group of boys around his age who come in either to see him or his work bestie Yeji.
As he flirted with the customers and got their order he heard the door chime. Then a familiar slightly deep voice was heard. He looked over at the front, where Yeji was. Her face flushed bright pink was she smiled and tucked her hair back behind her ear.... "San" He muttered to himself.
Wooyoung's POV
He grinned and Yeji, subtly flirting with her. I stared and didn't notice how much I was staring at that moment, I felt my heart race. I couldn't tell what it was from. She took his order, fluttering her eyelashes slightly and doing her usual adorable smile all the people loved when they came in, I couldn't blame him for flirting. Nor could I even blame her for acting that way, San was... "So hot..." I said out loud. I got stared at by the customers around me then San turned and grinned when he saw me. Shit. I tensed up as he walked over, making Yeji pout but go to the back to get his order ready for him.
"Hey pretty~ I should've known you worked here when I bumped into you yesterday~ I knew i recognized that uniform."
I got flustered. Every-time he saw me he always had that pet name, 'pretty,' I didn't like it because it embarrassed me. I clutched the notepad and pen to my chest and gulp slightly before speaking.
"Don't call me that please..."
San grinned and eyed me slightly. "Sorry pretty- oh! Whoops~ it just slipped, what's your name then~~"
"Wooyoung." He hummed and subtly checked me out, well not too subtle since I fucking noticed, god this hot bastard was getting on my nerves and he hasn't even done anything remotely bad to me.
"Looks like my orders done. See you around...pretty~" He said in a teasing tone and winked as he walked back to the front, paying and leaving.
I felt sick for someone reason. I rushed off making sure to leave the notepad with the orders on it for Yeji as I rush to the back outside to throw up in the trashcan. I don't know why I threw up.
"What's wrong with me...."
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San's POV. (A few days earlier)
I was at the club, I ordered whiskey and downed it. I had some girls come up to me, and with my flirty nature I was just a natural at getting them to like me or get flustered. As I was sitting with some of them I look towards the entrance of the club and see a boy. A cute one at that. He had beautiful tan, honey like skin and black hair. He was like the exact opposite of me. He looked good though, his smaller form, his body, his perfect face and lips made me mesmerized and I totally forgot I had a girl on my lap just now.
After the girls left I just kept my eyes on him most of the time watching his every move. I then see his friends and him move to the dance floor. He already seemed pretty wasted which I found so fucking cute. "Hm...cute..." I whispered to myself as I downed my drink. I see him dance and I couldn't help but feel heat pool in my lower stomach something those girls didn't give me, even though they were literally in my lap and touching me all over. The way he moved against his friend and didn't care who was watching turned me on a bit.
I got up and walked over, I was gonna approach him but his friend and this dude got in the way. The guys arm accidentally bumped me and made me bump his right shoulder causing his drink to spill on him and the floor, he stumbled and I acted fast wrapped an arm around his waist, firmly grasping but not enough to hurt him.
"Woah there, pretty~ almost caused an accident~" I looked down at him with a slight grin. I eyed him, his waist felt amazing in my hand and against my arm. I was gonna pull him closer but he got out of my grasp his face flushed.
"You got my outfit all wet you dick."
That was the first thing the pretty thing ever said to me. I didn't mind it, I found it quite amusing actually.
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Present Day
After seeing him at the Café I could tell I pushed a nerve. I found it amusing that I could get to him in that way.
It was cute.... •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
