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Jeongguk could only think of one thing as he left practice late at night; how fucking hungry he was. The coach had pushed them hard today, well not really him, but the rest of the team. He had sat in the middle of the field feeling sheepish and a bit guilty while they had all ran laps around him the entire practice.
He had been late to class for the third time that week for Mr. Feo’s class but it really hadn’t been his fault. His friends and him had been fooling around in the hallways, filming their childish yelling and jumping around in the hallways for their rather large twitter followings, Jimin and Hoseok at 12k and he himself at a proud 15k. He had no idea why so many people followed him but he guessed it was because of the crazy stunts and his occasional philosophical tweets.
They had been having so much fun trying to see who could fit into one of the small, empty lockers in the hallway that they hadn’t noticed the late bell had rung. Still giggling while Jimin helplessly tried to push himself out of the locker, he had ended the video and checked the time. It had been exactly in that moment he realized he was fucked.
He had shouted out a quick goodbye to his friends as he grabbed his backpack and ran up two flights of stairs to class. He had entered in a huff with messy hair and red cheeks while all eyes had been on him due to his sudden burst through the door. Mr.Feo had only looked at him with annoyance and a hint of distaste in his gaze.
The bald man who looked as if he was to have been nearing his late fifties had then claimed with a rude smirk that he would be letting his coach know about his reoccurring tardies, to which Jeongguk had replied with a “Go ahead, old man.” a rude smirk also set on his face.
He hadn’t wanted the balding short man to know that he was genuinely scared shitless of his coach and had prayed he would go easy on him. Too bad that wasn’t the case for poor, innocent Jeongguk. As soon as he had arrived in the gym locker room his coach had ordered for the rest of the team to run laps while he sat watching them. Even worse for him, the coach had told the rest of the team they could “thank him” when he left.
So, Jeongguk had to suffer through the intense irritation and hostility his teammates radiated towards him while they all changed. It was all completely unfair to Jeongguk but he had gone through with it anyway, knowing if he voiced any complaints the team would grow to detest him even more. So while they ran, he had given them apologetic, shy smiles, hoping they would get how guilty he was and forgive him.
It wasn’t the first time they had to run at the expense of another members fuck up, so he knew they wouldn’t be upset for too long. When they had all dressed back into their normal clothes later on that evening Jeongguk’s assumption had been proven to be correct, they had all gone on as usual, joking around.
So, Jeongguk had left practice hungry and bored, but not particularly tired. He drove towards home but made a last minute turn into a McDonalds drive through, deeming himself deserving of the usually forbidden fast food because of his strict athletes diet. He was after all a healthy teen boy who deserved a cheat day every once in a while, and he kind of had been through a lot today. After all, the angry glares from his team had been a fairly traumatic experience. Or that’s at least what he told himself as he got into the rather long drive-thru line.
As he inched forward slowly in his moms blue minivan towards the ordering station, an idea brewed in his head. He had seen videos of people fucking around with the people who took orders at fast food restaurants online before and they were always pretty funny. He decided in that moment that his followers would probably love that, so as he pulled all the way up to the intercom, he pulled out his phone and said the first thing that popped into his head as the worker asked him what he would like to order.
“Uhhh, can I get you?” he says, even surprising himself with the flirty route in which he took the joke.
“I’m sorry what?” The voice, definitely a guy replied.
“Uh, I can I get you?” Jeongguk says, not wanting the joke to end.
“A what?” The guy replies in a confused voice Jeongguk is surprised to find he thinks is adorable.
“I want you,” Jeongguk repeats again still holding up his camera.
“Me?” The guy responds sounding a bit caught off guard.
“Yeah.” is all Jeongguk says back.
“Pull up then,” the guy says in a flirty voice that Jeongguk thinks is actually hot as fuck, “First window, what’s up?” and poor, young Jeongguk thinks his heart might be caught dead in a ditch. Was this boy with a so sexy yet so cute voice actually flirting back?
“How much you cost boy?” Jeongguk says with a smirk on his face. This was getting good now.
“I’m off in two minutes,” The boy replies with what Jeongguk can only hope is a blush in his tone. “You can suit me up anytime,”
“Aye, you serious though?” Jeongguk asks hoping the other boy is.
“Ayee, bet.” The boy answers and that’s all Jeongguk needs before he stops the video and pulls up to the first window.
What he sees is a boy round his age, with a perfect face, cherry red lips, pretty almond eyes, and soft looking ash silver hair poking through at a few odd angles from his uniform visor.
“Holy shit, you’re cute as fuck.” he yells in his head, not realizing he had blurted it aloud. The boy flushes an adorable shade of pink, and Jeongguk thinks he might have just met the most beautiful person he’s ever seen all because he wanted to prank a McDonald's employee for views. He’s not complaining at all though.
“Thank you,” the boy says through a box shaped grin that makes Jeongguk’s heart almost go out. “You’re pretty cute too.” he adds with a smirk.
This time, it’s Jeongguk's turn to blush.
“Oh, Umm, thanks.” He says with a sheepish grin.
“I don’t know if you want to, but like, I could order food and wait for you in the parking lot, and we could like, hang out and eat, or something.” Jeongguk adds when the boy giggles at his sudden shyness.
“Like a date?” The boy replies with a coy smile.
“Yeah, like a date.” Jeongguk gulps , trying to keep his nerves down.
“Okay, let’s do it.” The fast food worker says, before he takes Jeongguk's order while also adding what he wants.
So, Jeongguk pulled over into the parking lot, already a few minutes past his curfew but not caring, because he had a date with a hot McDonalds cashier.