seventeen oneshots

waiting up all night (meanie)

LINK:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11574096

Summary:

"Up all night, by Oliver Tank."

"Pardon?" He asks, curious about the sudden response.

The shorter boy smiles, "The song you were dancing to. It's called Up all night by Oliver Tank. He makes good music."

Or: where Mingyu waits each night for the mystery boy who buys a pack of cigarettes, skittles, m&m's and recommends him songs.

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WAITING UP ALL NIGHT

"I've been waiting up all night
But you never show
You said it'd be alright
But I just don't know"

Mingyu smiled to the elderly lady who was buying herself a tea of some kind. Mingyu didn't know the exact brand, but the lady would regularly come by the small store and buy it. He tended to always receive her with a warm smile and a genuine thank you, feeling good about himself when she would return it.

It was getting late, the sun was sinking and the moon rising. He waved a good bye to the elderly lady and checked the time on his watch, pouting a bit when he realized he still needed a good twenty minutes before he had to close the store up.

Mingyu sighed to himself and hummed along to the pop song playing around the store. He grabbed himself the old broom from the small closet at the back of the building and got himself busied. Whistling and hoping that if he did something than time would go by faster.

But, he isn't even a few minutes into swiping the floor when he hears the small bell from the front entrance ring. Mingyu hold backs a groan, so much for leaving earlier than he planned. He wipes his hands on the fabric of his jeans and puts on his cashier smile when he freezes.

The boy who waits at the counter isn't looking at him, instead facing the windows. He's handsome, very handsome. Mingyu blushes and not so subtly checks out the shorter male in front of him, who's wearing dark skinny jeans with a few rips here and there. He wears a large oversized blue hoodie that has in bold and large letters, MOFO. The boy's ears are plagued with piercings and Mingyu finds it hot, he gives off bad boy vibes and Mingyu holds no shame to say those are the ones he goes after.

He ignores DK's mocking and teasing words in his head and puts on his best smile. Which, it isn't to brag or anything, but his friends have told him is his "hot and sexy" smile. Actually, now that he thinks about it he probably shouldn't smile like that, his friends are assholes who are always trying to embarrass him. So the "hot and sexy" smile might be looking like a "creepy and weird" grin.

Mingyu shakes his thoughts; he should probably ask the guy if he needs help. "Hello, are you ready to pay?"

The handsome boy turns and blinks at Mingyu, his eyes are dark and hooded giving him more of that mystery vibe. "Erm, can I purchase a packet of cigarettes?" His voice is raspy and deep, sending light shivers to crawl down Mingyu's spine.

It's Mingyu's turn to blink, his smile falling unknowingly as he narrows his eyes. "I'm sorry, we need an ID-"

"Here," he passes a driver's license to Mingyu. Just turned 19, Mingyu gives him back the ID. Getting the keys to where all the cigarettes are kept in the glass case. "Which brand?" He asks.

The boy shrugs, "Uh, whichever one."

Mingyu nods and grabs the closest to him, he doesn't read the label just goes back to scan it. The boy slides a bag of skittles and m&m's, giving Mingyu a shy smile that completely throws off the whole bad boy look.