Woojin was busy with the latest homework he got, he had to write a 3 paged essay about some stupid shit that he wasn't even interested in, but he didn't want to fail the class so he forced himself.
He keeps glancing on the clock that hangs on the wall on top of the door. The clock hasn't changed much from when he last checked it, like two seconds ago.
The room was quite and the only thing that could be heard was a sigh every second leaving Woojins lips and his fingers pressing down on the computer keyboard while writing his homework.
Unlike his behavior he was actually really excited. The past day instead of the old grumpy man who used to deliver their post, it was a new young boy who was really cute, thinking about it made Woojin blush a bit.
The boy was really cute tho, with small dimple that popped up from both cheeks when he smiled, and light blonde hair, looking more cute in his silly work uniform. Woojin wanted to just hug him. But they didn't know each other, so that would just be weird, and the last thing he wanted was to scare the boy and make him not want to come anymore.
He looked at himself in the mirror to see if he looked great, he wasn't very confident in his looks. But he tried to ignore his insecurities and focus on the mission he had.
To get the cute boys number.
He had thought about this for some days, but he didn't dare to do it. So today he decided that this is the day, the day he finally asks for his number.
Maybe.
He planned that he would leave the house when he saw delivery boy on his way and then talk with him, and then ask for his number. This would be the first conversation they had if simple good mornings and thank you didn't count. Which actually only happened like three times. Thats the most Woojin said to the boy.
He felt very excited and nervous at the same time. Imagine if he said something embarrassing and the boy wouldn't want to speak with him again. Or worse, the boy wouldn't want to give out his number. Woojin thought that he could never face him again if that happened.
Looking at the clock for the hundred times this day he saw that it only been 5 minutes and he had to wait for 10 more, the clock was moving in slow motion.
Maybe he shouldn't do this, He doesn't even know the boys name, it will be weird if he ask for his number.
He stopped writing on his essay and walked around the room, an thoughts about hundreds of different scenarios that could happend, even thought more then half of them probably would never happen he still was nervous about it.
He spend 10 minutes watching himself in the mirror again and again, hoping that maybe he would look more handsome every time he opened his eyes, but that obviously didn't work, and he looked exactly the same every time.
Now, looking at the clock he saw it was time.
After taking the biggest breath he opened the door and went out from his room, headed down the stairs to the front door.
After opening it he saw the most gorgeous boy ever. Getting closer and closer to his house with a bike.
"H-hey!" Woojin said with a little stutter after seeing that the delivery was now close enough to the house to hear him.
Woojin left his front door And walked a few meter to the mail box.
The boy was busy with parking his bike that he didn't see the other boy coming out from his house.
"hi" he smiled and showed off his dimple. Woojin also smiled thinking he was one second from fainting. The boy opened his bag and took out a little bunch of papers, "this is for you". Woojin didn't answer for some seconds lost in the boys eyes, which was the softest thing in the world. He shakes his head to wake up from the trance he was put in and answered the boy.
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delivery man | Woochan
FanfictionIn which Bangchan is a mysterious delivery man and Woojin wait every day in front of the window to see him. @Flwrhan 2020