Stumbling Backward(JOOKYUN✔️)

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"So you've got a bank account in your name? One that you can access for paychecks?" Changkyun nods, uncomfortably sat across from Hyunwoo without the pink haired fellow beside him. Jooheon had excused himself after only a moment to tend to the store, and though Changkyun knows work is important, he feels more comfortable with him than this large manager.

"My mama opened a checking account for me in case of an emergency. I got weekly allowance in it, and I haven't used much of it." Changkyun clears his throat, his gaze shifting about awkwardly as Hyunwoo attempts to hold eye contact. Changkyun is not good with eye contact.

"So do you happen to have the information to said account? You can use my office phone if you need to call your bank or something."

Changkyun shakes his head, having memorized the account number and its routing number almost as soon as he'd seen them. He rattles off the information quickly, too quickly for Hyunwoo to write down, and the older man is left to stare blankly at the younger. "Are you just making this up off the top of your head?"

Changkyun shakes his head again, clearing his throat louder than usual as his nerves peak. "I promise those are the numbers. My memory is really good." He repeats the numbers slower this time for Hyunwoo, careful to enunciate each syllable so as not to mess anything up. Changkyun is suddenly thankful for the man across from him as he watches the older write everything down for him.

Hyunwoo had been more graceful than Jooheon had upon learning that Changkyun couldn't read, and the younger couldn't feel more accepted for it. "Now Jooheon offered his own phone number to be listed as a contact, but I would hope that you'd offer up a number of your own eventually."

Hyunwoo has a wire-framed pair of glasses perched on the tip of his nose as he sits at his desk, Changkyun figures they are for reading, and the older looks over the lenses now to address the younger directly. Changkyun nods, uncomfortable with the stare that holds him in his place. "Good, because I don't want to count on Jooheon actually answering his phone and being with you when I need you to come in for a shift."

Changkyun nods again. He doesn't really know what to say, though he has a lot of questions. "Thank you," is all he can think to utter out as Hyunwoo finishes up the rest of his documents. Nodding back, Hyunwoo lifts his hand in dismissal. Changkyun stays seated for a few long seconds, blinking at the older until Hyunwoo directly speaks.

"You can leave now. I'll process your bank information and call Jooheon tonight to schedule your first day."

Changkyun smiles, a bright and beautiful smile that stops Hyunwoo in his tracks. As a younger man, Hyunwoo probably would have blushed upon seeing such a pure sight, but now he's much more weathered and stoic. So instead he returns the smile and pretends the light that twinkles behind Changkyun's childish eyes isn't endearing. "Thank you, Sir."

"Hyunwoo is fine-" But Changkyun is already standing and shoving his chair back into place, bowing his head to show his respect. So Hyunwoo just clamps his mouth shut and watches as Changkyun shows himself out of the office.

"Oh boy," Changkyun murmurs as the bright lights of the store momentarily blind him. "My first job-"

"Hey, 'scuse me, sorry." A waifish little man rounds Changkyun with a briefcase clutched to his chest and a chunk of hair standing on end. The small man has a sort of lisp that makes Changkyun feel a little more normal, but he doesn't say anything about it as he stands aside for the stranger. The door to the office he'd just been in opens and swallows the small man whole, shutting him and Hyunwoo in.

"Weird," mumbles the dark man as he wanders back towards the front of the store in search of Jooheon. He wants to thank the man, though he'd lied to get Changkyun this job- it's more than anybody had ever done for him, apart from his parents... But now they're gone so he isn't sure if he can count them as support anymore.