Jay gets hired as the manager of the bakery Jungwon works at. The problem? It was supposed to be Jungwon's spot. Also, there's the fact that Jungwon really fucking despises him.
It's going to be a long couple of months.~
“Back up,” Sunoo says, waving his arms around wildly. “Back the fuck up. Jay asked you out on a date?"
Jungwon shrugs, sprawled on the couch like a starfish. “Do you think it’s a date? I dunno, he was so weird about it...
Sunoo shoots him a look of disbelief. “He asked to pick you up at seven, which is, like, the classic time for a date, and then literally said, ‘It’s a date!’ What the hell’s unclear about that?”
Jungwon buries his face in his hands. “That’s just a thing that people say, though. Like, it doesn’t actually mean date. What if I go in there thinking it’s a date and he ends up taking me to, like, a frat party to hook up with a random girl or something? What if he wants me to be the designated driver? I don’t even have a license!”
Sunoo sighs, his body visibly sinking into the couch. “You’re so stupid.” He looks down to check his phone. “Come on, it’s five already. You need to get dressed.”
An hour and a half later, Jungwon and Sunoo’s shared room looks like a warzone with clothes strewn on every visible surface. Sunoo’s squinting at him like he’s trying to decide if his outfit is acceptable or not.
“I like this sweater on you,” he starts. “But the pants make your ass look flat.”
Jungwon groans. “Not my fault your fatass stretched them out.”
Sunoo clicks his tongue and continues rifling through the clothes laid out on the bed before finally pulling out a pair of ripped light wash Levis. He throws the jeans at Jungwon. “Try these on,” he says.
Jungwon obeys and quickly pulls off his current pants before slipping this pair one. (Sunoo pointedly averts his eyes, although Jungwon doesn’t quite see the point. They’ve walked in on each other in various states of nudity more times than a person can count on their hand.)
Once he’s put them on, Jungwon does a small twirl so Sunoo can see the pants from all angles. “How does it look?”
“Really good, actually. They make your legs look long, so that’s a bonus.” He checks his watch and gapes when he sees the time. “Fuck, we only have, like fifteen minutes before you have to go. I’ll speedrun your makeup.”
Jungwon frowns. “Makeup?”
Sunoo rolls his eyes. “Come on, don’t you wanna look pretty for Jay? I’ll just do a little.”
Apparently, when Sunoo said “a little” he was lying, because just about seventeen minutes later, Jungwon is rushing to open the door, eyelids heavy with mascara and eyeliner and a glossy pink tint caking his lips. Sunoo had gone for a “sparkly, cute look” (in his words), which means subtle amounts of glittery eyeshadow and highlighter everywhere that make him look like a glazed donut.
Although, there must be some merit to his methods, Jungwon thinks, because the minute he opens the door, Jay does a double take upon catching sight of his face. After a couple seconds of silence, he gives Jungwon his signature crooked smile, and says quietly, “You look really pretty.”
Jungwon hopes the foundation is enough to cover the blood rushing to his cheeks and lets out a strangled “thanks” in response. It’s not like he doesn’t return the sentiment—Jay’s dressed nicely as always, in jeans and a simple black tee, no doubt brand name, underneath an expensive looking long coat. His hair is artfully styled to the side, but some fringe falls slightly over his eyebrows. It’s cute, Jungwon thinks. Jay is cute.
“You ready to go?” Jay asks.
Jungwon nods, and they walk out to Jay’s car. For once, Jungwon doesn’t mind how obnoxious the shiny Porsche is, especially when Jay rushes over to the passenger side to hold open the door for him. Who even does that anymore, Jungwon thinks in disbelief. Still, he can’t deny that the gaudy sense of chivalry makes his stomach do flips.
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