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"shush! do you want them to wake up?" you ask wooyoung.
"you're whispering too loud too!" wooyoung replies.
you hear a noise and look over at the sleeping children to see one of them just moving in their sleep. the child eventually settles and you sigh out of relief.
"hand me the trays," wooyoung whispers.
you nod and hand him the remaining trays that need to be cleaned. he leaves the room to put them in a dishwasher while you tidy up the room.
you and wooyoung are best friends who work at a daycare on the weekends. both of you started a few months ago, but now you only work on the weekends because of school. there aren't too many kids today, but there's a lot of cleaning to do as per usual.
the kids are taking a nap before they go home for the day, but you and wooyoung want to go home as soon as possible. the hard thing is trying to clean and not wake the kids up.
you clean up one of the areas, picking up scattered toys and books that the kids had been playing with earlier. you put everything back into their respective places.
when you're done, you join wooyoung in the kitchen area. he's putting some food away and any dirty dishes that weren't put in the dishwasher yet.
"you good?" you ask him.
"yea. just have these few," he replies. "how much time do we have left?" he asks.
you look around for a clock and find one on the wall. "like fifteen minutes," you answer.
all of a sudden, you start to hear crying from the room that the kids are sleeping in. you hurry back in and go to the child. you sit down and rub the child's back, trying to soothe them to sleep for the remaining fifteen minutes.
once the child settles down, you move and sit against the wall, deciding to finish everything you need to do once the kids wake up from their nap. wooyoung walks into the room and notices you.
"what are you doing?" he whispers.
"waiting," you answer. he just nods his head and starts tidying the room as needed.
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"bye bye miss y/n and mister wooyoung," one of the kids says to both of you.
"bye! have a nice day," you say.
"see you later," wooyoung says as kids leave with their parents. "woah! buddy, don't run," he says to another kid.
you feel something tug your apron and look down to see one of the kids. "miss y/n," the child speaks.
you crouch down a bit. "is something wrong?" you ask.
they shake their head. "i have a question," they say to you, "are you and wooyoung married?" they ask.
you try to keep your composure but laugh. you shake your head. "no, we're best friends!" you say to them.
"but my mommy says that her best friend is my daddy," they reply, looking confused, "so you're not married?"
you pat their head, "you can best friends with anyone. it doesn't have to just be someone you're married to. you have a lot of best friends here, right?" you say to them.
it seems like a lightbulb has turned on, "oh, i think i get it!" they say to you with a smile.
"well, you're very smart. i knew you would," you say while fixing their hat. "i'll see you next time, okay?"
"okay! bye bye!" the child runs off, going to their mom. you wave and continue to watch the kids who are still waiting for their parents.
after all of the kids leave, you and wooyoung finish up cleaning before closing the daycare up.
"dude," you call out to wooyoung as you get into the passenger seat of his car, "they think we're married."
"huh? married?" wooyoung replies, "that's kind of cute." he starts his car up and drives out of the parking lot.
"yea, it is, but they're little, they don't know anything yet," you reply. "hey, can we pick up food?"
"idiot, are you paying attention? i didn't even drive in the direction to our neighborhood," wooyoung replies as he stops at a stop sign.
"i'm just asking! you always bicker with me..." you say to him, mumbling at the end.
"well i need someone to annoy," he says and continues to drive down the street. "you're paying for food."
"again? we just got our paychecks!"
"you're the one who didn't pay me back yet!"
"ugh, jung wooyoung! you're glad i like working with you or else i'd smack you in front of the kids."
"excuse me, you have hit me! you and the kids bully me every time!"
"we do not!"
"yes you do!"
