As the evening settled, Jisung found himself unable to escape the gnawing anxiety about his shift. No amount of rolling around, sipping melatonin tea, or binge-watching anime could ease his fear. His mind was consumed by the looming encounter with Mr. Lee, and sleep seemed like a distant dream. In desperation, he decided to call his friend Felix, hoping for some solace.
„It is nearly 2 am what do you want" Said felix half asleep
„I kinda had an accident and now I think I will die tomorrow, we'll today since it's already 1:43... ITS ALREADY 1:43 WTF?!"
„Yeah no shit Sherlock, you just woke me up What accident are you talking about?"
„Okay so you know I'm working at a restaurant right? Aaand well maybe bc one of the VIP quests got his last waitress fired they ordered me to be his waiter"
„Okayy and..?"
„Well at first I didn't know who it was since they just teached me everything and I only got to know who it's was when I started to serve him"
"Who is it?"
"Fucking lee Minho THE LEE MINHO, HE IS SO HOT OMFG HE COULD DICK ME DOWN IN A SECOND HIS VOICE IS SO FUCKING HOT AND HES JUST SO URGHH"
"ARE YOU KIDDING THE. LEE. MINHO. !? Wow I am so jealous"
"Well the problem I have right now is that yesterday I accidentally tripped and all the food mr. lee ordered fell on him.. not only that but I also spilled champagne on him, do you know of expensive this shit is!? and I obviously said sorry a million times cause I was fucking scared, the look he had was like he already planned my death with his weird smirk-"
"Oh my god naur way, what did you do after that"
"Well if you let me finish first you would know. So I tried to clean his suit a bit but before I could even do anything then suddenly he said and I quote "Well since you not only spilled food but also a bit of Champagne of my suit I want you to buy a new one for me, it's only fair" LIKE HOW DOES HE EXPECT ME TO PAY FOR HIS MILLION DOLLAR SUIT WHICH IS PROBABLY FROM GUCCI OR I DON'T KNOW. Well I then told him I can't afford to pay for a new suit for him AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID NEXT!?!?!?!?!"
"WHAT DID HE SAID NEXT?!"
"HE HAD THE AUDACITY TO SAY "Well I guess then I have to think of something till tomorrow..." YOU KNOW WHAT HE COULD DO TO ME, MAYBE TODAY IS MY LAST DAY AND I NEVER GET TO EAT CHEESECAKE OR CHOCOLATE TART AGAIN"
"Calm down maybe he will torture you first for a few days so it won't be you last day tomorrow?"
"wow Felix you are soooo helpful right now, I couldn't imagine a better friend"
"I know right? if I could I would date myself"
"i- good night, I think its better if I just try to sleep.."
"Good night! sleep well and remember tomorrow ,well today since its now 3:25, won't be your last day if he's gonna torture you for a few days!!"
Jisung didn't even said anything else to Felix and just hung up. and luckily right after the call ended he fell asleep
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The next day arrived far too quickly for Jisung's liking. His school day felt like it sped by, and before he knew it, he was back in his rundown apartment, preparing for another nerve-wracking shift. As he showered and got ready, he tried to focus on looking presentable, albeit for the wrong reasons. "At least I can look decent if he's going to punish me," he thought, applying a bit of makeup to mask his anxiety.
After dressing, he glanced at himself in the mirror. "Phew, I look pretty good," he said with a touch of forced confidence. He grabbed his bag, put on his shoes, and headed towards the restaurant.
Upon arrival, Wooyoung greeted him with an enthusiastic, "Wow, you look so pretty today, Jisungie!"
"Thank you, Wooyoung! I don't use makeup often, so I'm still learning," Jisung replied, attempting a smile.
Wooyoung eyed him with a playful smirk. "So, is there a special reason for the makeup today?"
Jisung sighed, feeling a twinge of dread. "Well, after yesterday, if Mr. Lee's going to torture me, at least I'll look good while he does."
Wooyoung chuckled. "You know, I heard some juicy gossip. They say he's a beast in bed. Maybe that's the kind of torture you'll be getting!"
Jisung's face flushed crimson. "Ha! You're blushing like crazy now!" Wooyoung laughed, noticing Jisung's embarrassment.
"S-Shut up! Just get ready for work!" Jisung said, pushing Wooyoung out of the changing room, still blushing.
Jisung took a deep breath as he approached Mr. Lee's table. "Okay, Jisung, what could possibly go wrong, right?" he muttered, trying to steady his nerves.
He reached the door to Mr. Lee's dining area, his heart pounding in his chest. Just as he was about to open it, the door swung open from the other side, sending Jisung stumbling forward and colliding with a solid chest.
"AHHH!" Jisung yelped, losing his balance and falling against the stranger.
Minho, with his imposing presence, stood before him. His expression was a mix of surprise and amusement as he looked down at Jisung, who was now awkwardly pressed against him.
"Careful there," Minho said smoothly, his voice dripping with the same charm that had so unnerved Jisung the day before. His eyes gleamed with a mixture of curiosity and satisfaction as he took in Jisung's flustered state.
Jisung scrambled to regain his composure, his face a bright shade of red. "I-I'm so sorry, Mr. Lee. I didn't mean to—"
Minho cut him off with a wave of his hand, his smirk never fading. "No harm done. Let's get started, shall we?"
Jisung nodded, feeling a mix of relief and trepidation as he followed Minho to his table, bracing himself for whatever the day would bring.
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(๑>•̀๑) pew first 6 chapters I rewrote a finally up
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i will try to update more often but schools killing me rn-
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