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It's Namgyus 3rd month working at Club Pentagon and, as his anniversary gift, the janitor calls of off work sick. Great. Now he has to deal with the shitty customers ,drinks AND whatever mess goes on in the bathroom.
"Namgyu!! The toilets' full of vomit and whatever people use the toilet for. Clean it up. Now!!"Namgyus manager. Why did he always have to be on his back? It was hard to tell if he liked being an asshole or if he forgot he had other employees
"Shitt."
Namgyu sighs dramatically before (somewhat) accidentally spilling a drink he made for a customer on a customer.
"Hey-"
They say, waiting for Namgyu to interrupt them with a mountain of apologises.But after met with none, they push past him and walk away.
"Asshole!!"
Namgyu scoffs and trudges to meet his fate in the men's toilets. It's not like he cares about some random alcoholic he's never gonna see again.
He starts kicking the stalls open, searching for the vomit until he comes across one closed and pauses for a few seconds. Someones groaning. Great. Now he has to ruin someone's fun in hopes of not getting fired. At least that's what he thinks until he starts hearing obnoxiously loud vomiting. Even better.
Someone shouts before vommitting again.He hears,laughs then responds in hopes of entertaining himself.
Out of fustration of a bad work day,he asks loudly,
"Oh that happened to you? Are you okay in there? Need someone to clean up your feelings and shit?"
He suddenly steps back as he sees the stall door click open, revealing a guy with purple hair that looks like it couldn't of been box dye, a shirt too flashy even for a club and a vomit of colour alongside actual vomit. The guy stares Namgyu up and down before smirking slightly and stepping away.
"Namgyu..my boy."
The guy says. Namgyu tilts his head before realising he read his nametag. People did that a lot to him, and every single time he wanted to humble them.
Namgyu doesn't reply back, unsure but not that bothered whether the "my boy" part was mocking him or a weird way of being friendly.
"Clean this mess up for me and find out who spiked my drink..you got CCTV..right?"
Namgyu laughs and turns his head for a second then looks back at the guy. Is he serious? Who does he think he is? Some hot shit? Looking hot doesn't mean he is hot shit. There's a difference. Namgyu thinks after he realises he messed up by thinking the guy was hot can act like that.
"I'm not doing that. If you're so desperate, call my boss or something. I'd be glad if you were to piss him off."
"Hmm."
The guy says, looking up and down at Namgyu again..which made him feel just slightly self conscious.. "Bet."
The guy dramatically walks to the toilet door, swings it open with more force than necessary, then says loudly, "Thanos OUT."
Whatever that meant. Thanos..that's an odd name. Mot cctust be fake if he's walking around and announcing it to everyone. That guys a douchebag .
Namgyu looks down at the mess Thanos made and cleans up the vomit covered floor. Somehow only muttering a few complaints before actually leaving it spotless. He didn't know if it was because he zoned out whilst cleaning or, if it was just because it was Thanos' attitude that made him clean the mess spotless. Either way, he didn't want to think about it.
Namgyus thoughts quickly dissappeared as he hears a loud bang of someone pulling open the door, before pushing it after realising they're meant to push it.
It's..Thanos and he's walking closer to Namgyu with a pissed off expression on his face that reads "DONT fuck with me" before slamming Namgyu into a wall and ACTUALLY fucking-you wish.
Before slamming Namgyu into a wall and loudly exclaiming,
"Your boss didn't help me with SHIT. You did this on purpose, didn't you?!Show me CCTV now or you'll fucking regret it!!"
At first,Namgyu's confused at the first accusation. Then,he tries to think of an explain before quickly realising that he CAN'T show Thanos the CCTV. It'll get him fired and his record won't do for any other job in area.
After, he comes to the realisation that Thanos has actually pinned him to the bathroom wall and in a fit of shock and anger he looks away. It's hard to hide..whatever he was feeling..
"Hey..Thanos-"
Thanos' eyes squint at the sound of his name and he interrupts him,
"You're a fan?"
"Huh?"
"You know,You said my name,the rapper..Thanos?"
Namgyu tilts his head slightly, as a way of saying "who??"
Thanos sighs loudly.
"Then how do you know my name?"
He says,despite it not actually being his proper name .Thanos is just waiting for Namgyu to say he recognises him and loves his work sooo much so he gets his ego rubbed-
"I heard you say it as you walked out.?"
Namgyu says,trying to make Thanos seem like the dumb one in hopes that makes Thanos feel humbled or embrassed or anything really that will make Thanos not realise Namgyu can't hold eye contact. Not his fault Thanos has him pinned against a fucking wall.
"Oh..haha."
Thanos replies, brushing it off whilst also slightly loosening his grip on Namgyu.
"I can't show you the CCTV,Thanos. But I can give you a free drink..or two."
Something about Namgyu is he usually enjoys tension. The type of shit that gets you a black eye or two but here?He didn't want to fuck with Thanos or, in other words, let Thanos hate him and never talk to him again.
Thanos lets go of Namgyu ,but in a kinda aggressive way that leaves Namgyu slightly out of balance ,which then causes him to fall on the floor.
"Come then,get me the drink."
Thanos says, chuckling and pulling open the bathroom door ,leaving Namgyu alone before he can even process what the fuck is going on.
"Fine,THANOS I'll give you that drink you want..you..fucking alcoholic.."
Namgyu mutters.He then pulls himself up, fixes his hair and uniform ,opens the bathroom door to see the flashy club lights.
It's crowded,so crowded Namgyu can't see Thanos.
Even with Thanos' ugly ass purple hair..and eyes and face..
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"THANOS!!"