Missing

Chapter 1

"Mother? Are you feeling any better today?" a young boy, maybe no more than 18 asked a woman lying motionless in a large bed. It had become a habit to ask her this every day when he came to greet here before going to work, even though he knows she is no better. It had been 3 years since her youngest son went missing and she hadn't recovered in the slightest. "I'm going to work soon. Please be better when I get home." he said as he smiled and kissed her forehead. She has been unresponsive since the day 3 years ago and the only thing she would answer is in her dreams. She often sleep talked now. Although she did rarely sleep. The boy got up, rubbing his eyes to keep from letting anything out of them. He headed out of her room and down the stairs. His father was in the kitchen as the boy walked in.

"Joonki. You should stop going in there. She isn't getting better, you are only making things worse." his tone wasn't harsh but the words still hurt. Joonki only wanted the best for his mother but his father thinks he is hurting her more by seeing her. He only nodded and grabbed a snack before leaving the house and walking down the road towards the city. Now as much as he wish he didn't lie to his mother, he did. He was actually fired from his job at the cafe he worked at. But today he is determined to get a new job. His dad has enough on his plate and can't take on a second job. Yesterday he had seen an ad for a new cafe that's opening up. It had a bit of a weird theme but its the only place he could find that was hiring. He held the pink flier in his hand, rereading it as he walked to the address listed at the bottom.

Baristas Needed for Flower Boy Cafe

We need attractive young boys to serve coffee and food at our new cafe

Please be good looking and willing to do more than just make and serve coffee

What did they mean by "willing to do more"? He barely had time to think before someone had knocked into him making him drop the flier.

"Yah watch yourself!" the large man yelled at him.

"Hey I'm not the only one at fault here! If you were watching you could've moved!" Joonki got in this guys face as best he could being shorter by at least 5 inches. The man was not having it and was turning red. Without warning he used both his hands to shove Joonki's shoulders, causing him to fall to the ground, barely catching himself with his hands. The sting of his now scraped up hands had brought him back to reality. He bowed his head and didn't even risk getting up.

"I'm sorry sir. I was just on my way to an interview and i guess i was just stressed. I am truly sorry." the man just scoffed and walked away. Joonki got up finally and looked for his flier. His eyes landed on a man with his arm out, flier in hand. Joonki bowed and grabbed the flier with both hands. He thanked him and ran off.

A/N-

Hello! this is a new story of mine and i hope you enjoy it! if you are hoping for smut then sorry to disappoint but Joonki is ASEXUAL. Anyways, if you have any suggestions or question or anything let me know! also i apologize for the short first chapter but i will try to make them longer in the future. I am leaving for Korea this weekend and the flight is really long so i will probably write more on there. Anyways thank you so much for reading!