Love Shot. // Daengsyon

Love shot - A daengsyon oneshot

Beginning Notes:
This was inspired by the lack of daengsyon fics and since they just had their first live together I wanted to post this just to celebrate (originally published 2025)

It's pretty short but what can I say, hope you enjoy it anyways!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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It was midnight, the vibrant lights lit up the club as people were moving on the dance floor. Sometimes they were too close, exploring each others bodies and making out freely, losing their shame in the atmosphere of the club.

Now daeyoung is not opposed to this by any means, if he could he would join them. But that's the thing. Instead he's here, trapped behind the bar, where the only thing stopping him is the fact he needs to keep his job and save enough money to live.

That's why it makes it so much harder when he lays eyes on the most handsome, angelic man he has ever seen, with pale blond hair and a tight fitting top, who was walking directly towards the bar.

"A shot of vodka please" he breathed out as he sat down.

It took Daeyoung a moment before he realised he was being spoken to, "oh uh yeah coming right up"

He turned his back to look for the drink before he heard a faint voice behind him, "You're pretty hot for a bartender you know"

Flustered, Daeyoung turned around to face the pretty stranger and chuckled nervously, "Why thank you"

"I don't normally hit on people behind the bar, but you're kinda cute" the customer winked at him, "you wouldn't mind giving me your number?"

Daeyoung's eyes winded, "That's very kind of you but I'm not really allowed..." he trailed off at the end, afraid of the stranger's reaction.

"Shame, I bet you get hit on all the time back there as well. Maybe I'll have to try my luck elsewhere for now" he winked again, his fingers brushed Daeyoung's as he took the shot glass and downed it before walking to the dance floor.

Daeyoung, too stunned to process the way his heart was racing, stared at the guy's back as he walked away from the counter. If only he could join him, he'd have given him his number and more in a heartbeat.

The handsome stranger caught his gaze and smirked at him before flirting with the person nearest to him.

Now to Daeyoung, it felt like a personal attack as he watched the way the other person responded to his light touches; a graze on the arm, soft bumping of the shoulders, breathe on their ear. He felt the jealousy bubble inside him before he turned away. He's just a bartender. These are his customers, he shouldn't want to hit on him!

But before Daeyoung could stop himself, he was watching the handsome guy make out with the other person, gasping and touching too close for comfort.

He ripped his gaze away. Of course he wasn't really interested in Daeyoung, why did he ever think he'd actually have a chance?

Daeyoung quickly went back to cleaning glasses.

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It was a fairly crowded Saturday evening, multiple bar tenders were working giving Daeyoung some breathing space as he tried his best to keep up with orders.

A group of fairly giggly coworkers (who knows if they'll stay coworkers by the end of the night) had just left when Daeyoung had turned to clean some glasses. He only paused once he heard someone else sit in one of the many bar stools opposite where he stood.