flash;woosan

ocho

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SooA was gone doing whatever SooA does while San was doing the same thing he does every time there's no heavy flow of customers.

It was around 20:50. Lately Wooyoung had been coming in way closer to closing time, but San didn't mind... surprisingly. He hated to admit it, but the younger was growing on him. He'd had some weirdly fun times with him and oddly missed him whenever he left. But he didn't want to get caught up with celebrity shit so he never really acknowledged his feelings.

"Where's your boy?"

"Where the hell did you even come from." San asked acting startled.

"I was just vibing... elsewhere."

"Weirdo."

"For real though, where's your man? He hasn't come yet."

"He's not my man and you shouldn't expect him to come every single day. He has a life."

Should probably be telling myself that. San thought starting to bite his nails.

"Oop. Look who just walked in." SooA said looking towards the door even though there was no one there.

"You looked! You know you're waiting for him."

"Waiting for who?" A male voice said from behind San.

"Speak of the fucking devil." SooA laughed then left the two alone at the cash register.

"Were you actually waiting for me Choi San?"

"Ew. No."

"Meanie." Wooyoung said while pouting adorably.

"Stop being cute." San said seriously, but wooyoung responded with a silly grin.

"You just called me cute."

"Not a big deal thousands of fangirls call you cute everyday."

"But you're not my fan so it's more special."

San rolled his eyes and started biting at his nails again.

"Your eyes are gonna get stuck like that babe."

"Wh- don't call me that!" San said blushing.

"Harhar I got you all riled up now."

"Shut up bench."

"K."

Wooyoung did a zipping motion across his lips. San put in his order and told him to sit under the counter. For the ten minutes the cooks were making his food, Wooyoung actually did not talk the entire time. San missed hearing his voice though.

"You can talk now loser." Wooyoung heavily breathed in as if he'd been holding his breath for ages.

"Whew!"

"Your food is ready. Leave."

"How rude. Just tell your customers to leave mmm mmm mmm." Wooyoung said disapprovingly.

San responded by shoving him out the back door.

"You like him." SooA said chewing on a pocky stick.

"Go eat your pocky bum." She laughed and walked away.

Since Wooyoung was their last customer san cleaned up and went home, leaving SooA to lock up the place by herself.

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It'd been about a week since his mum left on her little excursion. Wooyoung was too busy to miss her. His life was so predictable recently. Wake up. Rehearse. Record. Go to Gamchong. Repeat.