Ocean's Descent ||| Woosan (Ateez)

18

As San finished buttoning his shirt, he eyed himself in the mirror and couldn't help but feel good about himself. The uniform had been tailored to fit his body perfectly, accenting his broad shoulders and how they tapered down into his waist. But that didn't look as skinny as it could because he had his utility belt strapped around it which carried his walkie talkie, keys, flashlight, and a taser gun.

He'd never needed to use the gun before, but it was provided to him just in case.

The job itself was actually really easy. There was nothing to do but patrol and check outside doors to make sure they were secure.

It had been almost three months since he started the job and even though its ad been hard adjusting to working overnights, San felt a lot better about his place in life.

There wasn't much he could do to mess up this job, which was a little comforting to him because he didn't want to get himself fired again. Plus, he didn't want to ruin the opportunity Jongho had made for him.

The younger was also a security guard, but he did the afternoon shifts, so there was a little bit of an overlap to where they say each other for a few hours each day they both worked.

San had also been out through some training classes, all paid for, so that he could learn self defense and how to use the taser gun.

After that, the job was easy.

A soft knock pulled San's attention from the mirror and Yeosang poked his head in. "Hey, are you ready to go?"

"You know you don't need to take me, right? I can just take the bus." San double checked that he had everything on his belt before following his friend from the room.

"I know, but I really don't mind."

"You're just using it as an excuse to see Jongho." San teased, poking his side.

"Am not." Yeosang tried to deny it, but the way he pressed his lips together in a thin line told San he was trying to hide any other expression that might come to his face.

San laughed and patted his shoulder. "Why don't you just ask him out already?"

"I- I don't' know what you're talking about."

"Fine, then just drop me off today and come back home to get ready for bed. Don't come inside." San smirked while he waited for a response, which he received none.

This had been a routine with them for about a month now, ever since San's car decided it wanted to stop running and blow its engine. The repairs were way to expensive, but they were lucky since he and Yeosang worked on opposite schedules.

Yeosang got off just in time to take San to work and then he would make sure he was up in time to come pick him up. The only reason San didn't take the car at night was because his job was located in a poor location, so they had decided they didn't want to risk someone trashing it.

"So they are talking about giving me a raise." San said while scrolling through his phone.

"Really?" Yeosang glanced at him with a wide smile. "Already? That's incredible!"

The younger smiled and let his head fall back onto his headrest and turned to look at his friend. "Yeah, I didn't realize they liked me so much. I guess they are bringing in something new that I need to help out with too, so they are going to expect a little bit more from me."

"I'm proud of you San. It feels like you've found a place that works for you."

"Yeah, I miss seeing you though." San reached over to take Yeosang's hand and gave it a squeeze.  "We live together but we hardly see each other."