Wooyoung was currently at the front counter, scrolling through twitter on his phone. Presently, it was 6:55 p.m. and he was waiting for the customer he had met earlier to arrive to pick up the cake. That time soon came, the man had walked through the doors of the bakery, looking ahead to see the other. Wooyoung didn't seem to notice him, let alone hear the bells jingling that announced the latter's presence. The man walked up to the shorter, thinking it would be funny to scare him since he wasn't paying attention. He suddenly slammed his fist down on the counter, scaring the smaller. However, he didn't know that when Wooyoung got startled, he went into immediate defense mode, so that resulted in the stranger getting a hardy slap to his face.
"Oww! Shit Wooyoung!" the taller hollered out, clutching the left side of his face in pain.
Wooyoung quickly got from behind the counter and went up to the taller, checking his face.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" he asked frantically.
"Yeah, don't worry... I mean this might bruise up but, you know." The customer smiled at the male in front of him, hoping to not make him feel to bad.
Wooyoung sighed and released his hands from the other's face "Well...now you know not to scare me like that next time" the chuckling male said.
The black haired stranger returned the chuckle. "Well I didn't really anticipate you slapping the fuck out of me, but noted."
They stood there for a few seconds before Wooyoung guided the man back over to the counter, him tapping away on the computer system screen. He went to the back room to retrieve the birthday cake that the other had paid for.
"Well, um...your order is ready. A three layered, panda themed chocolate cake. I threw in a number 9 panda candle in case you didn't have one."
The male gratefully took the box that held the cake in it, making sure that his hands slid across Wooyoung's while grabbing it. The other just blushed while San's lips held into a smirk.
"Uh... I guess I should be closing up then." Wooyoung started walking toward the back room again, until a voice called out to him.
"Wait! Wooyoung?"
"What, did I forget something on the cake?" he asked confused, turning around to face the other.
"No no. Not at all, it actually looks amazing. I was just wondering if maybe you'd like to attend my little sister's birthday party with me." The taller was giving off a sweet smile, hoping to convince the other to go along with the plans.
"I-I don't know. I wouldn't want to impose or anything lik-"
"Oh, you wouldn't be imposing. It's just me, my sister, and my mom. So it won't be many people there at all. And I really think my sister would enjoy your presence. She finds me and my mom embarrassing apparently, and she doesn't have any friends coming."
As attractive and trusting this guy appeared to be, Wooyoung was a very cautious person and he wouldn't want risk anything. "I don't even know you. I don't even know your name. How do I know that you're not planning on murdering me as soon as I go home with you?" He was joking a little bit, but was also serious; he didn't even know this man's name.
"Oh. Right." The male set the cake down. "I, Choi San, solemnly swear that I will not murder or in and way, harm, Wooyoung" the man, now known as San, proclaimed while holding up one hand.
Wooyoung couldn't help but to let out a series of high pitched laughs at the the other man's actions. San had found them absolutely adorable.
Wooyoung finally stopped his laughter, going into the backroom before emerging back out.
"Okay San. If you do so happen to try anything," he held up a small knife that he had retrieved from the kitchen "I'll gut you like a fish."
The black haired held up both of his arms in a sign of surrender with a face that had a bit of a frightened expression. Wooyoung nodded his head as he understood what the other was saying. San put the cake back in his hands while Wooyoung went to go get his bag, setting the knife in it, and locked up a few doors in the establishment. No more than five minutes later, the pair were out of the bakery and on their way to the small birthday gathering.
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"Jeez, do you hate music or something?" Wooyoung questioned in response to the car ride to San's mom's house being quiet.
The two got out of the car, closing the doors behind them. "I'm sorry, I didn't know what kind of music you liked so I just stuck with the silence. Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."
Wooyoung didn't know what it was about this guy, but as attractive as he was, he just seemed to have this sincere personality, and that wasn't something that Wooyoung was used to from those type of people. Usually, many handsome men that he has come across, were arrogant and entitled shit wipes who were looking for a quick fuck. But San was different than that, and it was honestly refreshing.
"No you didn't make me uncomfortable. I was just joking, but it would be nice if we did have something to sing along to" the shorter said with a smile.
"Well, that's good then. I'll keep that in mind."
The pair walked up to the front door of the house. It wasn't big by any means, but it was a decent size and it looked pretty from the outside. San handed the other male the cake so that he could get out a key from his pocket. He put it in the keyhole, unlocking the door and stepping aside so that Wooyoung could enter first before he did. As soon as the taller closed the door behind him, he was greeted with hugs from his small family. Once they pulled away, San's mother had acknowledged the other male.
"Oh Sannie dear, who is this good looking young man that you brought with you" the women said, looking at Wooyoung with a smile.
"I'm Jung Wooyoung. It's very nice to meet you Ms. Choi" the blond said sweetly before San could, holding out his hand to the women, but got a hug instead.
"Oh Sannie hyung, is that your boyfriend?" San's little sister had asked innocently.
Wooyoung giggled a little bit at the child. San let out a slight cough, a bit embarrassed of his sister's question. "Hush Hyejin. No this is not my boyfriend, just a friend."
After all of them greeted each other, they made their way to the kitchen to where a decorated table resided. Not to Wooyoung's surprise, everything was panda themed, but it looked really cute. He set down the birthday cake in the middle of the table, assuming that the empty spot was reserved for it. It wasn't long before they were lighting the panda themed candle, which seemed to have come in handy, and singing happy birthday to Hyejin. She blew out the candle and they decided to cut the cake, each of them eating a piece.
San was right. Hyejin would and did appreciate Wooyoung's company since it was a new face for her to see. She even sat next to him when dinner was ready. Wooyoung was convinced that he shouldn't be staying for dinner since it was a familial gathering, but San's mom insisted he'd stay. Hyejin started sharing mini stories to the blond about topics that went from how school was going, to the bandaid that she accidentally swallowed when she was 7.
San couldn't help but look at his sister and Wooyoung like the precious people they were. He found their whole interaction very heartwarming, liking how his sister was so talkative right now and how the other was listening to her attentively, actually seeming to be interested in what ever she had to say. It just showed that Wooyoung had layers to him, and the other liked that a lot.
Not so long after, the mini party had came to its end and all of the adults were cleaning up while the little girl went to her room to get ready for bed. San's mom had put some food into a container for Wooyoung to take home, since he loved her cooking so much. She also happened to notice a bruise on the side of San's face and he had told her that he got slapped by Wooyoung after scaring him. Wooyoung was preparing for a lecture, but instead received a high five from the women, her saying that San had deserved it since he loved to scare people unexpectedly. They both had laughed while San was playfully glaring at them while putting away some food in the fridge.
Once the kitchen was cleaned and everything was put away, the three went to the front door, two of them getting ready to leave.
"Thank you for accepting me into your home Ms. Choi. And thank you a million times for the incredible food" the blond said with a bright, genuine smile.
"Oh of course Wooyoung-ssi, thank you for staying, and also for baking that beautiful cake. I still can't believe you made that." The topic of Wooyoung baking the cake and owning a bakery came up when they were slicing the cake, and the woman was really astonished by it. She was even more surprised when she found out that her son was bothering the poor male when he was closing up, but was thankful nonetheless.
"It was no problem at all Ms. Choi."
"Please, call me Hayoon. And it's a good thing that you are putting your skills to use in that bakery. Maybe you could come over again one day and we could ba-"
"Alright mom, as interesting as this conversation sounds, I think I should be getting Wooyoung home now" San interrupted.
"Oh...well I suppose you're right. You two have a nice time. And thank you again." She pulled the two male's into a final hug before letting them go and sending them on their way.
Wooyoung and San were currently in the car on their way to Wooyoung's apartment. San actually played music this go round, taking in what the other said before. They were singing along to a numerous amounts of songs that were on one of San's playlists, and they found out that they had quite similar music tastes. Wooyoung found himself being at ease in the presence of the black haired man. He also found it cute how the other would constantly look at him while singing the lyrics, almost as if he were singing the lyrics to him. Wooyoung found himself blushing whenever it would happen. It was...nice.
San found Wooyoung's voice very capturing. The shorter would be singing his heart out, really feeling the music that was playing in the car. San sang along with the other, completely engulfed by the sight next to him. San didn't even realize it but he would always look over to the latter, while singing, just admiring him. He felt nice around the male.
Eventually, they made it to the apartment building, the car pulling into a parking space. Wooyoung was getting out of the car and was about to head to his apartment, when San had insisted on walking him there. At first, the blonde refused, but was ultimately foiled by the pleading eyes that convinced him to make that birthday cake.
They arrived at the door of the smaller's apartment, neither of them taking the steps to leave the other. It was silence once again between the two.
Wooyoung looked up to the black haired man. "Well, I- uh guess that I'll be going then" he said rather awkwardly.
San stood still, his face quite close to the other's. He was smiling smugly at his actions. "You know, you say that and yet you haven't moved an inch since we got to this door."
Wooyoung was quiet, not knowing what else to say after that since it was true. He hadn't moved a muscle. But he also didn't want to. His breaths started getting a bit ragged in response to the taller's face inching closer to his. San set one of his hands on the side of Wooyoung's face. Their faces inched closer and closer, closing their eyes and tilting their head in the process, before their lips met in a sweet kiss. San slowly wrapped his free arm around the shorter's waist in order to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. Wooyoung placed his hands on San's chest, gently grabbing at the material of his shirt. Their lips moved along with each other's in a rhythm that only they could follow, happy that they were having this experience.
After about a minute of kissing, they finally pulled away from each other, staring into the other's eyes. Wooyoung smiled softly at the man before him.
"I had fun today San. This day was honestly the highlight of my week."
"Well, you could have a brighter highlight this week if you would allow me to take you on a date tomorrow?" San questioned, grinning cheekily.
Wooyoung looked at him for a second, before ruffling through his bag to take out his phone. He passed the device to the other, insinuating that he should put his number in it. San got the hint and did just that. After that, Wooyoung took his phone back and messaged the number a bunch of flower emojis.
"There, now you have my number and I have yours. You can text me more info about our date" the blond declared. "Have a good day San" he concluded, giving the latter a quick smile and opening his apartment door, walking into, closing it behind him.
San just stood there, beaming from ear to ear, staring intensely at the door. He was really excited at the thought of them going on a date, and he was sure he wasn't going to get any sleep tonight thinking about it. Nevertheless, he left the door, making his way to his car, and drove himself to his own apartment, anxious of what's to come.