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Nothing was more annoying to Minseok than Baekhyun’s constant pestering. The younger nurse seemed to find joy in hanging off Minseok’s shoulder whenever the two of them didn’t have any patients to care for.
“Come on, Seok! Just this once! Please, I’ll never bother you again! Please,” Baekhyun whined from where he hung off the elder. His cheek was pressed into his shoulder, puppy eyes straining to stare up at Minseok.
“I’m busy, Baek.” Minseok shrugged Baekhyun off him and continued to skim through a patient file.
“What are you so busy with that you can’t go out with him?” One of the other nurses, Sehun, asked as he settled in his seat at the reception desk.
“I, uh,” Minseok looked away from his clipboard, fear creeping up on his face as he tried to find an excuse, “I have to watch my niece tonight. I promised Junmyeon months ago that I’d watch her for him.”
Baekhyun let out a bark of a laugh, shoulders shaking as he laughed. Sehun kept a straight face, not seeing how Minseok’s lie was funny. Minseok tapped Baekhyun on the head with his clipboard and walked off when his pager went off.
“Byun. Get back to work.” Minseok called over his shoulder as he walked down the hall. Before disappearing into his designated room he could hear the younger whining to Sehun. A quick roll of his eyes and shake to the head, Minseok erased everything that was Baekhyun so he could focus on his work.
Lunch rolled around fairly quick and that meant more pestering from Baekhyun and Sehun who decided to join in on the fun. The two nurses fell in the seats across from Minseok who had just started to enjoy the lack of their presence.
“I know you aren’t watching Jun’s kid tonight. They’re leaving for China today.” Baekhyun grinned at Minseok. A sigh fell from Minseok’s lips as he found a headache forming in the side of his head. A headache named Baekhyun Byun.
“Just go with him tonight. Maybe you’ll finally get laid.” Sehun spoke before biting into his sandwich.
“I’m not going to a strip club,” Minseok looked up from his lunch and pointed to Baekhyun with a fork, “Especially not with that.”
“Hey!” Baekhyun whined, “I will have you know, Yixing works there and it’s not that bad.”
“Yixing? As in Yixing Zhang, that hot piece of ass from high school?” Sehun asked. Baekhyun nodded with a smirk.
“As in Yixing Zhang, MY hot piece of ass.” Baekhyun grinned, clasping his hands together and leaning forward on the table. The two nurses fell into conversation about said man, Minseok ignoring every word as he desperately tried to finish his lunch before Baekhyun got back on track.
Minseok’s mind wandered during the short time, drifting to the thought of actually indulging Baekhyun and going with him, then to the thought of getting home early and falling asleep while watching dramas with his roommate and son. He weighed out the pros and cons of either idea, one having a higher vote than the other. Before Minseok made up his mind, Baekhyun was there snapping his fingers in front of the elders face.
“Earth to Seok,” Baekhyun giggled behind his hand, “What were you thinking about?”
“None of your business, Byun.” Minseok clapped his hands together to rid them of any crumbs from his lunch before standing.
“Probably thinking about that barista from the coffee shop down the street.” Sehun wiggled his eyebrows in a suggestive manner. Minseok rolled his eyes and threw his lunch away, ready to finish the day even if it was hours from the end of his shift. It wasn’t long before there was a body pressed against his side and an arm slung around his shoulders.
“Seok, just go out with me tonight. Just this once and I won’t ask you to go out again. Even if it’s for Chanyeol’s birthday.” Baekhyun pressed, grip getting tighter around Minseok’s shoulder. Minseok was trying his hardest to ignore the nurse only to find it difficult to avoid his bribe. It was a hefty pro that now equalled out both choices, but the downside was the bribe of never going out with Baekhyun would disappear the next time the two crossed paths at work.
Before Minseok could speak, his pager went off calling him to the opposite side of the building, far away from Baekhyun. Minseok shook the younger nurse off him and spun on his heel to walk in the opposite direction. Baekhyun began his whining for the third time of the day—possibly not even the third time—when Minseok walked away from him.
It was an hour before his shift ended when Minseok was reunited with Baekhyun again. He had been dealing with bratty children and annoying parents which was worse than Baekhyun’s whining. Minseok didn’t know there was something that could annoy him more than the younger nurse.
“Oh, Seokkie ,” Minseok hung his head in defeat at the high pitched sound that was Baekhyun speaking, “Ready to go?”
“No.”
“ Minseok .” Baekhyun pouted, close to dragging Minseok to his apartment no longer giving him the option to decline anymore, “You’re going and you can’t refuse any longer.” Minseok snapped his head up to face the younger nurse with shock and slight horror from his words.
“But-”
“The only butt you’ll be thinking of is the one that’s going to be planted in your lap in an hour.” Minseok fell silent, glancing over at Sehun for help. The other didn’t acknowledge the glance, continuing his awful work.
“Fine. Fine , I’ll go.” Minseok huffed, mentally beating himself up as he watches Baekhyun jump around with the widest grin on his face, “You can just explain to Jongin why he’s going to be spending the night alone with Soo.”
Baekhyun’s face dropped.
“Fuck, I forgot about Jongin.” Minseok could hear Sehun mumble under his breath along the lines of, “Baekhyun. The dumbass forgot he has a kid.” and a shake of his head made Minseok let out a small snort.
“Wait, isn’t Kyungsoo watching him tonight?” Baekhyun suddenly asked with a quirk to his eyebrows.
“Soo is going to be at Chanyeol’s.”
“Remind me again why the two haven’t moved in together? It’s been, what, two years already and Chanyeol hasn’t got the balls to ask?”
“Chanyeol is too much of a baby to ask Kyungsoo if he wants to go out to get coffee what makes you think he’s going to ask him to move in with him?” Sehun chirped in, no emotion present on his face.
“Aside from Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, I don’t have a babysitter for Jongin so,” Minseok clocked out when the clock struck 6:00 and grabbed his keys along with the empty lunch box that Kyungsoo had packed him,”I will see you both on Monday.”
The elder was only a few feet away from the elevators when he was almost tumbling to the ground. There was an amused laugh coming from behind him and a pained groan on the floor. Baekhyun was face down on the tiled floor, regret flowing in his body after sliding too fast to get to Minseok and just barely missing the elder before he fell to the ground. Sehun slid beside Minseok, silently laughing at the body of Baekhyun Byun that still laid in front of the elevator doors. Minseok let out an annoyed sigh and stepped over Baekhyun when the elevator doors opened, hitting the floor he needed to leave. Hopefully this was the last time Minseok had to see Baekhyun for the weekend.
Jongin’s eyes were shining as he heard his father call out that he was finally home. The four year old bounced up from his spot on the couch next to Kyungsoo, Tan hot on the toddlers heels. Jongin let out a squeal as he jumped onto Minseok, the squeals dying into giggles as his father lifted him into his arms.
“Hi Nini. Did you have fun with Uncle Soo while I was at work?” Minseok asked his son. The toddler nodded as he played with Minseok’s I.D tag clipped to his scrubs. He seemed more preoccupied with the laminated card than with the questions he was receiving.
“What did you do today?” Minseok set Jongin down on the counter when they reached the kitchen, Jongin refusing to release his father once his bottom touched the counter top. He let out a whine, almost as if he was going to start crying if Minseok were to walk away.
“Nini,” The toddler looked up at Minseok with glassy eyes, “Jongin.”
“Papa.” Jongin whined, getting closer to tears as he spoke.
“Did you miss me?” Minseok asked as he held Jongin close to him, the pink of the toddlers skirt a stark contrast to Minseok’s black scrubs.
Jongin nodded as he rested against Minseok’s chest. The two fell in a silence as Minseok ran his fingers through Jongin’s brunette locks. He had barely been around his son this past week with being paged on a day off due to a car accident resulting in Minseok rushing to the hospital, leaving Kyungsoo to care for Jongin once again. The only time Minseok has had with his son is on rare nights when Minseok and Jongin skype with his parents in Seoul. Conversations between Jongin and his grandparents has become less difficult than before thanks to Minseok teaching him korean at a young age and watching Jongin’s vocabulary expand as they talk.
“Is it okay if I leave?” Kyungsoo suddenly spoke as he appeared across the bar counter, “Chanyeol won’t stop texting me asking when I’ll be over.”
“Hm?” Minseok looked up at the younger and pressed his lips into a thin line, “Yeah, you can go.”
“Thanks, Seok.” Kyungsoo slid around the counter and pressed a kiss to the top of Jongin’s head before turning to Minseok and doing the same, “I’ll be back on Monday to take Jongin to dance class.”
“Bye, Soo!” Minseok smiled as the shorter left the apartment. All that was left was silence after the click of the front door indicating Kyungsoo had left. Minseok scooped Jongin up into his arms and carried him to the toddler’s bedroom.
The room was neat as always. Two teddy bears were sitting snug on the baby blue bedding, one with a pink tutu much like Jongin’s, and the other a plain brown teddy. In the corner was his coloring slash tea party table, a small shelving unit sitting to its right with grey and white polka dotted storage cubes filled with tea cups, coloring books in the striped cube. The only slight mess Minseok could spot was a pile of dress up clothes lying in front of the white wardrobe, waiting to be picked up. Minseok had let out a small sigh at the clothes sitting on the floor before carrying Jongin to his bed, going to put him down for a nap.
“Papa,” Jongin mumbled out, sleepy eyes opening slowly.
“Yes, Jongin.” Minseok spoke softly. The toddler pointed to his dresser that was labeled ‘Pajamas’ in Minseok’s neat hangul. Making his way to the dresser, Jongin rubbed at his eyes and let out a yawn as he watched his father ruffle through the drawer.
“Do you want to be a bear tonight or a dinosaur?”
“BEAR!” Jongin squealed, sleep no longer evident in the four year old as he sat up and began bouncing on his bed while mimicking a bear.
“My little Nini bear~” Minseok cooed as he wandered back to Jongin, motioning for him to stand so he could change into the bear onesie. The whole time Minseok put Jongin in the onesie, the toddler continuously growled as a bear while holding onto Minseok’s shoulders and kept his gaze at his feet.
Once Jongin was dressed, he squealed and jumped into Minseok’s arms and pretended to attack him.
“Oh no!” Minseok fell back, playing along with his son, “I’m being attacked by a bear! Someone help!” Jongin giggled as he patted his father’s chest.
“Papa, it’s just me! I’m not a real bear!” Jongin declared. Minseok wrapped his arms around Jongin and began attacking him with kisses making the toddler squeal with laughter. At the sound of Jongin’s high pitched squeals, Tan came running into the room to investigate and began mewling at the two.
“Okay, okay. Quiet down before the neighbors complain again.” Minseok spoke once he stopped. Tan giving Minseok a now bored look, jumping off Minseok as well, and Jongin giggling at the cat’s actions. Minseok glanced up at the Pororo clock that hung above the dresser and noticed how late it was getting. The family usually had dinner around 6:00 but due to Minseok’s late shift, they were to have dinner later in the evening.
“Jongin, up. I have to go make dinner.” Minseok patted Jongin’s butt as a way of asking him to get up.
“Why?” Here goes the endless ‘why’s’ that Minseok didn’t miss.
“So we can eat.”
“Why?” Minseok had stood up after setting Jongin on the floor and watched Tan run off.
“So you can grow bigger and stronger than Papa.”
“Why?”
“Jongin. I’m not playing the why game all night.” Minseok sighed as he made it back to the kitchen, Jongin following right behind.
“Why?”
“Because Papa is tired.”
“Why?” Minseok had stopped in his tracks at the fridge and stared at Jongin.
“How about you go watch Pororo while I make dinner, okay?” Jongin’s eyes lit up when Minseok mentioned his favorite show to watch with Kyungsoo after daycare.
“Okay!” The toddler ran to the living room, careful of slipping on the wooden floor even with grips on the bottom of his feet. Minseok listened to the thunderous slap of Jongin’s feet against the floor, knowing he was headed to the couch to watch his cartoon, without sparing a glance towards the toddler.
As he started up dinner, Minseok listened to the familiar korean cartoon playing from the living room. It was a show Kyungsoo found while randomly flipping through the channels, two year old Jongin sputtering nonsense from behind his pacifier while pointing to the little penguin character on the screen. From then on, Jongin had forced Kyungsoo to watch the cartoon with him anytime it was on. Often the toddler calls Kyungsoo, Uncle Pororo, instead. Minseok always laughs behind his hand whenever he’s around, soon regretting it after Jongin is put to bed.
“Minseok!” An all too annoyingly familiar voice yelled out. Following that was Jongin’s squeal of, ‘Uncle Baekhyun!’ and the stomps of the toddler running to said blond nurse.
“Why are you here.” Minseok deadpanned while finishing the food he was cooking.
“Because we had a deal.” Baekhyun grinned. He held Jongin in his arms as he stood in the kitchen, across the bar counter.
“Kyungsoo isn’t here to watch Jongin, so there is no deal.” Minseok stated sharply as he plated Jongin’s dinner along with his own. Baekhyun set the toddler in his booster seat at the table while Minseok set the plate of food down in front of him.
“I know. That’s why I brought Sehun.” Baekhyun motioned to the living room where Sehun sat on the couch petting Tan. He glanced up and nodded, hood falling over his face more. Minseok shook his head and continued eating his food.
“I don’t want to leave tonight, Baek. As much as I love both you and Sehun, I love my son more. I’ll go out another time.”
“But Minseok!” Baekhyun began whining, a pout settling on his face. Jongin stopped scooping his food into his mouth to mimic Baekhyun’s pout, thinking it’s a game.
“Jonginnie~, don’t you think Papa should go out and make some friends tonight?” Baekhyun turned to Jongin, speaking korean as Minseok encouraged his friends to do around the toddler.
“I want Papa to stay with me!” Jongin quickly retorted, voice too loud. He wiggled in his seat like he wanted to be unstrapped from the seat, “Don’t take Papa away from me!”
“Papa isn’t leaving, Nini.” Minseok told his son as he saw tears collecting in Jongin’s eyes. He looked towards his father and snuffed his nose.
“But Jonginnie, you can watch Pororo all night with Sehun and play dress up with him. He loves dress up.” Baekhyun stole Jongin’s attention from Minseok once again. There was a scoff of disapproval from the living room as Sehun listened in on the conversation.
“No!” Jongin yelled, a small forkful of spaghetti flying across the room from Jongin’s fork. The startling scream caused Tan to leap from Sehun’s lap and scuttle away.
Minseok let out a stressed huff and walked over to where the food sat, bending down to clean it up. Baekhyun fell silent, knowing not to pester Minseok for the time being after the small catastrophe.
Minseok disposed of the napkin that held Jongin’s spilled spaghetti in the trash before sitting back down at the table, a frown prominent on his face. Baekhyun said nothing more for the remainder of the two’s dinner. Jongin let out a yawn once finished and rubbed at his eyes while Minseok took the empty plates to the sink.
“Baekhyun. Take Jongin to bed, please. It’s almost past his bedtime.” Minseok spoke, voice monotone as he washed the plates and silverware. Baekhyun did as told and lifted Jongin out of his seat, the toddler cuddling into his shoulder with a thumb in his mouth.
As Baekhyun took Jongin to his room, Minseok sat beside Sehun on the couch and let his head fall in his hands.
“It’ll be okay, Minseok.” Sehun spoke quietly, “Baekhyun just doesn’t know when to stop talking.”
“It’s not Baekhyun I’m worried about. I’m worried about Jongin. I’m not around as much as I should be and Kyungsoo is more of a father to him than I am. He picks him up from daycare every day, mainly because that’s where Chanyeol works, and he takes him to his dance classes and cooks dinner for him. Kyungsoo does everything that I should do, but I’m always at work. It’s hard for me to just dump him in Kyungsoo’s lap and basically have him raise Jongin,” Minseok sighs, rubbing at his face as he pauses, “It’s hard being a single parent and trying to raise your child and work as a full time nurse. I don’t know why Kyungsoo still lives with me considering he’s with Chanyeol.”
“Maybe this is why Baek keeps pestering you to get out and find someone. Jongin needs another parent in his life, not a father and a Kyungsoo. For all we know, he’s putting off moving in with Chanyeol until you find someone who can help take care of Jongin.” Sehun stated, settling into the couch, head resting on the back of the cushions.
“He is.” Minseok and Sehun were silent when Baekhyun appeared in the living room. Pororo was still playing, so the younger swiped the remote and shut the television off before setting it back on the coffee table.
“We’ll leave you for the night, Minseok. Jongin is all tucked in, he’s waiting for you to come read him a story.” Baekhyun mumbled. He seemed like a deflated balloon, all emotion run out of him.
“Thanks Baek. I’ll see you guys on Monday.” Minseok patted Sehun’s knee as he stood from the couch and made his way to Jongin’s bedroom. He could hear the toddler speaking gibberish to a stuffed animal when Minseok got closer to the room. Behind him was the silent click of the front door closing as he entered Jongin’s room.
Jongin looked up at him sleepily, a yawn already breaking through as Minseok sat on the edge of the bed. Minseok smoothed the toddler's hair down before bending down and placing a kiss on his forehead.
“What story do you want tonight, Nini?”
Sunday went by in a breeze. It was filled with running around the playground near their apartment and a night of stories told by Jongin to his grandparents over skype. Monday had started a little hectic. Jongin refused to get out of bed, wanting to sleep longer and bursting into tears when Minseok told him no. The toddler beat at his father’s chest as he was carried to the car, tears still streaming down his face. A few of their neighbors had given Minseok looks, but the man paid no mind to them as he had places to be.
“Kyungsoo will be here to pick you up when he gets out of work, okay?” Minseok told Jongin as he kneeled in front of the toddler at the daycare. Jongin wiped his nose on his sweater sleeve as he nodded. There were still fresh tears staining his round cheeks as Jongin hugged his father goodbye. Minseok planted a kiss on both cheeks before wiping Jongin’s tears away.
“I love you, Jongin.” Minseok kissed him once more, this time on his forehead, then standing.
“I love you too, Papa.” Jongin hiccuped, hugging Minseok’s legs before walking to his friends sitting on the reading rug. Minseok walked out of the daycare and rushed to his car, already a little late to getting coffee for himself and a few coworkers.
Minseok parked in front of a little coffee shop not far from Jongin’s daycare. He entered the shop and was instantly met by the scent of freshly brewed coffee and a kittenish smile from the boy at the register.
“Hello, Minseok.The usual today?” He asked, voice like a soft melody. Minseok smiled and nodded, ready to pay for the drinks when the boy shook his head and laughed.
“No need. On the house. You’re always in here, so I’ll give it to you, no charge.” The kittenish smile never left his face. The ends of his lips curled up in the most unique way that made Minseok’s brain stop functioning.
“Won’t your boss scold you for giving out free drinks?” Minseok asked, a hint of worry in his voice. He didn’t want cute cat boy to be fired for giving him free drinks.
“Why would I scold myself for giving my favorite customer free drinks?” Cat boy’s smile became wider, turning his eyes to crescents. It was like Minseok’s knees had turned to the noodles Jongin threw across the room on Saturday when he looked at cat boy’s beaming face.
Minseok became a bumbling mess as he tried to think of something to say.
“I’m lying,” Cat boy giggled, “I just put your drinks in as free coupons. Don’t tell anyone.”
That fucking wink , Minseok thought as his mouth fell open. This was the most cat boy had flirted— would you even call this flirting —with Minseok. Before Minseok could let out a response, cat boy had set three cups of coffee, all sitting snug in a drink carrier, in front of the elder.
“Thank you.” Minseok huffed out, sounding a little deflated when speaking.
“You’re welcome.” Another damn wink. Is he trying to kill me? Minseok smiled and picked up the drink carrier, careful not to spill any on his uniform.
With full hands, Minseok struggled to open the door. Cat boy rushed over and opened the door for him, smile wide. A small ‘thank you’ was puffed out as Minseok walked out the door and to his car. The coffee’s were safely set in the passenger seat, Minseok grabbing his own iced coffee in its respected cup holder. Just as he finished taking a sip of the heavenly drink, his hand froze from setting it in the holder beside him. Written in almost flawless hangul—it could rival Minseok’s—was a small note and under rested a phone number. Minseok almost let out a snort at the cheesy way cat boy had blatantly gave his phone number to the elder by writing it on his coffee cup.
Remembering the time schedule he was on and hearing the shrill music pouring from his phone, Minseok started his car and sped off to work. Baekhyun’s phone call was ignored, along with being ignored once Minseok made it to their respected floor.
“Oh, Seok, there’s something written on your cup.” Baekhyun pointed out as he sipped his smoothie. Why the younger nurse chose a smoothie from a coffee shop was beyond Minseok, he was more concerned that Baekhyun would snatch his cup from his lips.
“It’s nothing.” Minseok dodged slender fingers lunging for his cup, scooting behind the counter with Sehun instead, “Do we have anything today?”
“Actually,” Baekhyun grinned, “You’ve been given the day off.”
“Ha ha, Byun. I’m going to—”
“Kim?” Minseok spun around at the stern voice of his boss, “Why are you here?”
“I, uh, I’m suppose to be here.” Minseok stuttered, trying to hide behind his cup.
“Go home, Kim. I have Jeon in your place today.” Minseok nodded and bowed his head as his boss walked off.
“Told you.” Baekhyun’s grin grew as he looked at the disbelief on Minseok’s face.
“I guess I’m going home?” Minseok turned and walked to the elevators, ignoring Baekhyun shouting nonsense to him.
It had become seven too quickly. Jongin was running around the apartment with dripping wet hair and a dinosaur onesie hanging off his body. Minseok and Kyungsoo were chasing the toddler around, trying to catch him to get Jongin to bed.
“Go get the door. I can catch him.” Kyungsoo said once the door chimed. Minseok nodded and jogged to the door.
“He-” Minseok had started as he opened the door only to stop when his eyes landed on Baekhyun clad in a black button-up and leather pants that seemed a few sizes too small for the younger. His eyes were outlined in black and hair fluffed out of his eyes.
“We’re going out.” He grinned. Minseok let out a puff of air then walked back into his apartment, Baekhyun following.
“Get ready. I’ll wait for you.” Minseok rolled his eyes and entered Jongin’s room, knowing Kyungsoo had wrangled him up.
Jongin babbled to Kyungsoo as he was being tucked in, eyes never leaving the bear in his tiny hands. Kyungsoo kissed his head and turned, bumping into Minseok in the process.
“He doesn’t want a story tonight.”
“That’s okay. Hey, Baek is here and he’s forcing me out, so I need you to make sure he stays asleep tonight.” Minseok whispered. Kyungsoo nodded in understanding and left Minseok with Jongin.
“Goodnight, Nini. I’ll see you in the morning.” Minseok smoothed his damp hair back and pressed a kiss to Jongin’s forehead. Jongin mumbled out a reply then was out like a light. Minseok smiled and slipped out of the room and to the one across the hall.
Minseok shuffled through his closet, trying to find the perfect outfit. Well, an outfit Baekhyun would approve of and not come storming in to destroy the closet in search of something else. He decided on a black and white striped shirt tucked into ripped jeans and an oversized leather jacket. It seemed like a decent outfit that fit Baekhyun’s party standards.
With well paired clothes on his body and curly auburn hair parted away from his eyes, Minseok gathered his things and headed back to the living room.
“Ugh, Minseok, if I wasn’t already dating Yixing I’d be all over you tonight.” Baekhyun groaned. His exclamation made Kyungsoo fake a gag as the man shuffled past Minseok into the living room.
“Thanks? Uh, let’s just go already before Jongin wakes up and asks where I’m going,” Minseok pushed at Baekhyun for him to exit the apartment.
“Wait!”
“No. No, whatever you’re about to say doesn’t need to be said, now out the door.” Minseok shook his head and continued to push the blond nurse towards the door. Baekhyun was barely able to shout out a simple farewell to Kyungsoo, who wouldn’t return it anyway. The two got into Baekhyun’s car and were off to wherever the younger thought was fun on a monday night.
Whoever decided that going clubbing with Baekhyun on a monday night was a good idea should be sent to an insane asylum. The blond had already abandoned Minseok once they stepped foot into Boomerang--the name of the club was a mystery to Minseok and frankly sounded a little weird, but whatever. Minseok wandered towards where he believed Baekhyun would be, successfully finding him sitting at the bar chatting up a bartender.
“You asshole,” Minseok scolded the other once he reached the bar, slapping the back of Baekhyun’s head, “Next time don’t disappear on me.”
“Minseok!” Baekhyun already sounded drunk even if they had just arrived, “Come get some drinks!”
“I’ll just take a beer.” The bartender nodded and wandered off to get him his drink. A different bartender showed up, face vaguely familiar to Minseok, just as Baekhyun yelled in his ear making him turn away.
“Look! Yixing!” Baekhyun pointed towards the stage and yanked on Minseok’s sleeve, “Let’s go watch him!” The younger leapt from his spot at the bar and lead the elder through the groups of people finding their seats or getting closer to the stage.
Baekhyun set them at an empty table close to the stage so they--Baekhyun--would be able to see Yixing and his partner dancing. Minseok sat quietly, enjoying the music as he wondered if Kyungsoo and Jongin were okay at home. He nearly pulled his phone out only for Baekhyun to scream and clap towards Yixing, startling Minseok.
They’re fine, Min, Minseok reassured himself, Jongin was out by the time you left his bedroom and Kyungsoo is probably reading a book.
“Ah, let’s go meet Xing backstage.” Baekhyun reached for Minseok, his hand getting swatted away.
“You go. I’ll be at the bar to get the drink I never got.” Minseok nodded towards the bar while Baekhyun grinned and sprinted towards wherever the hell Yixing was.
He’s been here enough I shouldn’t worry , Minseok wandered back to the bar, taking an unoccupied seat while trying to flag down a bartender. After not even a second later, a cheshire smile was grinning at him.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” The bartender asked, a playful lilt in his voice, “Ah, I know. Universe . That coffee shop downtown!”
Cat boy?! Minseok was in shock that the cat boy barista was also a bartender at a gay strip club. He was dressed in a white and black sleeveless shirt, and black leather jeans that fit his ass way too nicely-- not that Minseok was looking when he had turned to fetch a drink for someone before returning. His hair was styled up perfectly, showing off his forehead.
“Uhh,” Minseok babbled as he stared at the bartender grinning at him.
“I’ll go get you a beer.” Cat boy winked, Man I’m fuckin’ gone. Minseok subconsciously tugged at his hair as he waited, trying not to stare at the mans ass as he walked away. It wasn’t long before Cat boy was back, a beer in hand.
“Thanks.” Minseok mumbled and sipped at the drink. Cat boy stood near Minseok, smiling and keeping some small talk going as he cleaned out some glasses and taking orders from random customers, apologizing with a cute scrunch of his nose and a frown before the smile returned when talking to customers. The curled smile never left his face when talking with Minseok, crescent eyes shining behind the lights flickering.
I’m fucking gone.