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Prince Charming
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jaemin looks at the time on his phone, sighing softly seeing that it was only 6pm. 

his shift ends at 3am.

he doesn't really know why, of all jobs, he decided to pick this gig up, but this is what he was stuck with until he could snatch a high school degree and finally be able to, hopefully, get a higher paying job.

well, it probably wouldn't pay much more until he got an actual big boy job. (he plans on becoming a doctor.)

while not having to live with his abusive aunt and her terrible children.

he would secretly pray every night that a miracle would happen and that said miracle would walk straight in through the doors.

staring out through the large glass doors, he jokes a little with himself.

"the next person who walks through those doors is the one who's gonna save me from my aunt and cousins, also known as reincarnations of the devil." jaemin mumbles before a faint blush spreads across his cheeks. "maybe they'll be my prince charming, too."

knowing it was only a small joke, he sighs. he could only actually wish that the person who'd walk in really would be like whatever those other people feel.

a first love maybe? he didn't know.

jaemin has never fallen in love before. while that might sound like a lie, it's not. in fact, jaemin didn't even know what love felt like since he's never received it from his family. nor has he had any friends that had ever said that they loved him.

he sets himself back behind the counter correctly before cupping his cheeks, they were a bit warm. jaemin takes his bottom lip between his teeth, shakes his head, and straightens himself up correctly.

i feel like i need to be doing something instead of  daydreaming... or nightdreaming i guess.

it was when jaemin was restocking the energy drinks that he hears the small bell on the door ring.

his eyes widen, quickly throwing everything in his hands down, a loud crash being heard afterwards as he runs back to the counter, only getting a small glimpse of the person who had walked in.

blonde hair was all he saw before they disappear into the aisles.

jaemin didn't know why he was panicking, but this person was the first person who had walked in for three hours. it was 9pm and he was just lazing around before doing some actual work.

he looks at the security footage on the small tv in the corner of his workspace and flipped through the cameras before he finally spots the blonde who he now knows is a boy.

he was about his height, but jaemin couldn't get a clear look of his face which made him pout a little. he'd just have to wait until he got what he wanted.

jaemin stares at the tv for a minute or so longer before he looking back up seeing the boy in front of him. he was a bit shocked, jumping back slightly before clearing his throat, looking up in the process.

his heart almost stops when he sees the boys face.

holy shit, he was beautiful. 

his eyes were narrow, and jaemin swears to god his eyes would crinkle into crescents when he smiles. the rest of his features were just a little too much to express into coherent words.

put it like this, jaemin never thought someone could have a face crafted so delicately and precise as his. it was like god had spent centuries trying to create the perfect face.

"oh my god..." jaemin mutters, averting his eyes from the boy's face, confusing him a bit.

"is something wrong?" he asks, jaemin's cheeks warming up for the second time that night, giving them a light red tinge.

clearing his throat again, jaemin nods his head while grabbing what the boy had placed on the counter.

not paying attention to what it was exactly, jaemin yelps, quickly pulling his hand back. he glances down at the item and sighs out of stupidity. lo and behold, it was a steaming hot cup of cup noodles.

at least he could tell twitter he met a cute guy while his hand met a hot cup because shit, he just burnt the skin on his palm.

well, maybe that was a bit dramatic. while it did sting, it was definitely not a 3rd degree burn. just a little ouchie was all.

with his hand aching, he grasps the cup more cautiously with his opposite hand and proceeds to scan it before squeezing his eyes shut feeling a stinging pain on his palm.

the boys looks at jaemin with concern as he hands him the money. "are you sure you're okay?" he asks again and jaemin's eyes quickly shoot back open.

taking the money, he nods his head and puts the money in the register before passing him back his change and receipt.

"i call bullshit. give me your hand."

jaemin looks at the boy who had just finished shoving his money back in his pocket.

he quickly shakes his head, "it's fine! really you don't-"

jaemin stops himself from speaking when he sees the look on the boys face. it scares him to say the least.

he quickly puts his hand out and opens his palm, the boy takes his hand gently into his own; examining it.

the warmth on jaemin's cheeks only grows more.

"you should pay attention to what you're doing next time." the blonde mutters, letting go of jaemin's hand to walk over to the drink section.

he comes back with a can of iced coffee about 20 seconds later.

the boy places it into jaemin's causing him to take a sharp exhale in from the pain before hearing him speak again, "this is on me, just keep it on your hand for a while." he instructs jaemin, taking his money back out and placing it onto the counter.

jaemin, being flabbergasted that a stranger, (a cute one at that) would even show him any amount of concern for his carelessness, quickly asks for the boy's name before he leaves.

"jeno."

jaemin watches as the boy he now knew as 'jeno' walks out with his cup noodles (which jaemin was assuming were now a little cold), grabbing a pair of chopsticks before he left.

gnawing on his bottom lip once more, the coffee still in the palm of his hand, jaemin somehow can't keep his eyes off of blonde until he finally disappears into the night.

"jeno..." he mumbles, liking the way his name rolled off his tongue.

"thank you."

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