For: EXOBeastismystyle
Name: Im Jiyoung
Partner: Wonwoo (Seventeen)
Scenario: When Wonwoo saves Jiyoung from a drunk guy in the nightclub

Song: Seventeen – Getting Closer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NfPLgZIiE34

*Credit to the owners of the pictures (I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee him ><)

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“First day, must give a good impression. Yosh!” Jiyoung pumped her fist after she ran her fingers through her short black hair once.

Heaving a worried sigh, she knocks on the back door and waits patiently for the people at the other side to open it. When the knob was turned, her eyes slowly move upwards and she faces a guy that’s almost head taller than her.

Wow he’s tall. “Pleased to meet you. My name is Im Jiyong and today is supposedly my first day working here,” she greeted with her practiced low tone voice.

“Ah! Yea yea boss told me that we’re gonna have a new guy. Come inside man. I’m Kim Mingyu by the way but just call me Mingyu. We’re the same age.” Mingyu pushed the door wider to let Jiyoung in.

He made way towards this one other door that’s solely for staff with her tailing behind him.

“This is your locker. You can put your stuff and your work clothes here. Boss haven’t given me any notice regarding your work clothes but it’s alright since you can just wear our work apron for the mean time,” he explained and asking her to give him her sling bag.

Keeping her bag inside her locker, both went out as he shows her around the place and told her things that she should keep in mind.

“We have another co-worker goes by the name Dokyeom but he’s gonna come in late. He’s in charge of the bar, making the drinks. I’m in charge of snacks, frying the food. Meanwhile you, cleaning up the tables and taking orders,” he hands over an apron, a pen, a notebook along with a light blue cap. “Oh also to differentiate the worker and the guests, we also wear a cap.”

“Who’s doing the dishes?” she asks while pushing the cap over her head.

“Not gonna be you that’s for sure,” he snorted. “Oh yea our DJ’s name is Minghao but he goes by The8 here. He should be here any minute-”

The back door immediately burst open. “What’s uppppppppppp!”

“Now,” he finished.

“Yo man how’s it going,” Minghao bump-fisted Mingyu before his eyes landed on Jiyoung. “Oh hi there. You’re Jiyong I’m guessing?”

She just replies with a nod.

“Nice to meet cha man!” Her eyes widened when he suddenly slung an arm around her shoulder. “You’re skinnier than I thought. Don’t you eat?”

“Err… I…”

“Doesn’t matter. I’mma go check my baby so work hard fellas.” Then he was gone like the wind.

“Minghao likes to joke around. Don’t take it to heart.” Mingyu patted her head. “Now let’s open up shall we?”

After hours of going around non-stop, Jiyoung thinks that she might pass out. There are seas of people despite it being a weekday night and the loud booming music isn’t making it any better for her.

“Can I have some cold water? Don’t say no or I’ll really kick you in the shin,” she asks Mingyu who’s currently washing the dishes.

Mingyu chuckled before nodding towards the fridge beside him. “Inside the fridge. It’s free for workers. You look dead.”

“I feel dead as well,” she answered before gulping down water.

“Stay strong for a bit. We’re closing down in an hour,” he encouraged. “If you feel dead on a Tuesday night, just remember it’s down-right hell during Friday night.”

She almost spit out the water inside . “Why did I apply for this job again? Oh right. Nice pay.”

He chortled upon seeing her disgusted face.

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Days by days passed and Jiyoung still feel like her soul left her body every day. It’s a miracle no one suspected her as a girl but that doesn’t mean she can let her guard down. Standing at 170 cm tall, people only sees her as a thin pretty boy. This nightclub job only wants guys and she never care for her appearance so getting in is pretty easy.

Except that she has a walking bomb. Eyeing the guy behind the bar table, she jumped when she met eyes with him.

Lee Seokmin, her ex-classmate during high school. Jiyoung doesn’t even freaking remember she has a good-looking guy as a classmate or maybe she just doesn’t care about her surroundings but when he called her out on her first day after everyone left, she was petrified.

“Let’s see how long you can survive.” Seokmin beamed playfully.

She doesn’t wanna know what his smile meant but one thing she’s sure of is to stay as far away as possible. All good. 10 mins to close time.