Chapter 1

Yunho’s POV

“Really?” I asked again... for the nth time

The old man, who’s now officially my employer, gave me a kind smile. “Yup! You can start working tomorrow if you want.

I removed my body bag away from me, placing it on the table. “I can actually start now, Sir.”

“Are you sure?” I nodded “Okay, if you say so… See that guy there?” He pointed at a tall guy behind the counter “Just go up to him, and he’ll tell you what to do. He’s younger than you so don’t be scared of him.

Mr. Park Yongsaeng, my boss gave me a pat on the shoulder and left. I look to where the guy, Changmin as Mr. Park said his name as, and walked towards him.

“Hey…” was all I said as I approached the Changmin.

He raised a finger, giving me a warm smile “Hold on, please…” He placed a few empty glasses and few bottles of soju on a tray which one of the waiters then took to the table of one of the customers. “Thanks!”

When he was done he finally faced me, “Sorry about that…”

I shook my head “No problem! Jung Yunho” I took the initiative to introduce myself and hold my hand out to him.

He just stared at me for a good 30 seconds before he spoke “You’re… Jung Yunho?”

I nodded hesitantly. Why? Is there anything wrong with my name? I looked at him trying to remember if I've already met him but I'm pretty that this is the first time I've seen him.

“Kim Changmin” He said, shaking my hand.

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Basically, my job as a waiter is to take orders, serve food & drinks to customer & clean their tables once they're done for the next customer.

I saw Changmin waving at me as I serve some drinks to some customers at one table. I smiled back. Poor boy, he kept apologizing when he found out I was older than him and was calling me by name.

“Hyung, you okay there?” He asked as I leaned against the door near the counter where he was mixing some drinks. I nodded. “Hope you’re not getting bored”

“Of course not! I’m actually enjoying this.” And that's weird since I've never been one who really dig crowded, noisy places like where I’m working at but I'm really I’m enjoying it. Maybe it's because of how Mr. Park treats us. He treats us like as if we are his own sons.

And according to my source a.k.a Changmin, Mr. Park does have a son, Park Yoochun, whom I haven't met yet. According to Changmin he’s with his older brother and another friend of theirs…on a short vacation...somewhere.

“Don’t worry, Hyung… I’ll introduce you to them once they return. I’m sure you’ll click right away. They’re crazy but nice”

I let out a soft laugh at his remark as a thought came to mind. Leaving my own little townhome to work and study here, in Seoul wasn’t a bad idea after all.

“Waiter!” my head snapped up to the customer who called.

“Ooppss! That’s me! Gotta go!” I grabbed a pen and a pad of paper before walking up to the customer leaving Changmin alone.

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Changmin’s POV

As soon as Yunho-hyung left, I quickly took my phone out from my pocket and dialed a number. I waited for a few rings before someone picked up.

“Oh, Changmin-ah…” came a rather raspy voice.

“Hyung… Uh, did I wake you up?” I felt guilty instantly knowing I might have disturbed my hyung.

Silence.

“No…oohhh…stop…it!”

My browse furrowed at my hyung’s “response”. “Yah! Junsu hyung, DID YOU PICK THE PHONE UP WHILE YOU ARE YOU HAVING WITH CHUN HYUNG?!”

“Neh... I mean, no!!! Chunnie, stop it!” I heard a smacking sound followed by a soft 'ow, that hurts, Su!' and in as much as I don’t like the idea that they are actually doing THAT right now but the thought of Yoochun hyung getting hit with something is just so funny…at least for me it is.

I can hear Yoochun hyung’s voice from the other line “Why’d you… Yah! Kim Changmin! Can’t you at least pick a time to call and not interrupt us when we’re about to have s… Aaaww! What’d you do that for..”

Now I was really laughing. “That serves you right, hyung...”

“Changmin, still there?”

“Neh, hyung…”

“So.. Why’d you call?”

“Well… I think I might have just found hyung someone…

“Tell me the details…” And I did just what I was told to.

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Yunho’s POV

I yawned. My body was tired from work and all I want to do now is lay down on my bed. I’m ready to rest when my phone started ringing. Without looking at the screen, I answered.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Hello…” Uncertainty was in the voice of the person, whoever he is “May I please talk to Mr. Jung Yunho…”

“Yes? Speaking…”

“I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. Jung but your friend is here at our club, sleeping and dead drunk. Do you think you’ll able to pick him up?”

The first person that came to my mind was Changmin since he’s the only friend I have as of now. He seems fine when I left him at the bar. What could have been the problem?

I didn’t think twice. I quickly made my way to the bar after getting the exact address from the guy who called, who happens to be a waiter from the bar Changmin is right now.

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“Where is he?” I asked as soon as I arrived at the bar.

The waiter pointed at a corner…at the guy, who had his head rested on his hand that was resting on the table. A very uncomfortable position, I must say.

The waiter walked up to “Changmin” and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. I took a few step closer, now catching a better view of “Changmin”…only problem is he’s NOT Changmin.

It’s him!