the first time joonmyun had met chanyeol, he had been on a blind date with some woman. she was a typical gangnam woman, and joonmyun couldn't help but wonder what her original nose looked like, but he wouldn't dare ask. he knew that his mother would kill him if he said something like that. this woman though, was at least five years older than him and smelled of a perfume that made joonmyun's nose itch.

"hello, and welcome to ecume, i'm chanyeol and i'lll be your waiter for the evening." glancing at their waiter, joonmyun couldn't help but snicker at the uninterested look on his face. he knew that it was against the rules for him to go around looking like this, as a waiter, but something about it was endearing to joonmyun.

he didn't look like someone who would work at a high end french restaurant like this, his hair long and shaggy and dyed an unnatural orange color. the baritone of his voice was probably helped him get the job.

"can we have a bottle of the house wine to start?" joonmyun asked. he didn't want to look at the wine menu, because he knew that his date would probably want to order the most expensive bottle wine the restaurant had to offer, and he wanted to stop her quick.

"excellent choice, i'll be bad shortly with your bottle of wine." and with that, the waiter was gone.

"so…how much do you make a year?" oh. this woman was quick to the point, and joonmyun wasn't entirely sure how comfortable he was divulging this information to her so early on.

he didn't have a chance to answer, because soon the waiter was back with the bottle of wine. smiling at the couple, he uncorked the bottle, spilling some on the table cloth. joonmyun noted that the woman scoffed at that, but he said nothing as the waiter poured the glasses for them.

"sorry about that, but i'll be back shortly to take your orders." the waiter nodded his head again before disappearing from the table side once more.

picking up his own glass of wine, joonmyun took a sip before deciding to answer the woman's question. "six hundred thousand a year." the woman leaned forward at the number and the smile on her face showed that she was interested.

"and what about kids?" she asked next. this was always a hard question for him to answer, and he always wished his mother would explain the situation to the women before just throwing them on joonmyun.

"well…i already have two…" as he trailed off, he caught sight of the woman's face, and he coughed a bit, smiling at her. "they're not mine though." smooth. that was always a save that never really worked. ever.

"ah…" sitting back, the woman looked at him, reaching for her own glass of wine. her hand slipped and she found herself knocking the glass onto her outfit. the woman's instant reaction was to frown, and get up out of her chair.

"you know what, this isn't working out." she said, shaking her head at joonmyun as she tried to wipe the wine off of her dress. dropping the napkin on the table, she grabbed her purse and waled away from joonmyun. leaving him at the able by himself.

when the waiter came back, he looked at joonymun, and raised an eyebrow. "…i'll be getting you the check then, i suppose.

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the second time he saw chanyeol, he was at the grocery store, arguing with his mother on the phone.

"no, you don't understand, you need to tell the women that i'm taking care of sehun and jongin." joonmyun said into his phone, his tone showing just how irritated he was. whatever his mother said in response only cause him to become even more irritated.

"it doesn't matter if you just want to set me up, or not. a woman is immediately put off when she finds out that i'm taking care of two kids. even more so when she finds out that they aren't mine." joonmyun grunted just a bit before hanging up his phone. he knew that he would get for it, but he didn't care right now.

as he walked down the cereal aisle, he caught sight of a messy mop of hair, mopping the floor. as he walked down the aisle, he tried to think of where he had seen that orange hair before, and tried to pick out sehun and jongin's favorite cereals. the two kids ate two different kinds, and that was always such a problem for joonmyun.

it was his luck, that he didn't notice the wet floor sign, and came colliding with it. knowing it over, joonmyun found himself on a one way trip towards the floor. as he tried to move his hands to protect himself, he could already tell that this was going to damage his teeth.

except, he never felt his face hit the ground. instead, he felt arms wrapped around his shoulders, keeping him from falling. looking up, he caught sight of the messy haired boy. his hair was orange and his eyes were wide, and joonmyun felt his heart skip a beat as he looked up at him.

"are you okay?" he asked, eyes still wide and his voice deep. then joonmyun recognized who he was. the waiter from the restaurant when he had that awful date.

straightening up, joonmyun found himself brushing his clothes off (in retrospect, he probably looked like an ), and he cleared his throat a bit. "yeah, i'm fine." he said, smiling at the male. and he smiled back and joonmyun felt like his heart was caught in his throat. "thanks." he said before turning around and heading off of the aisle, he could just go to another store to buy sehun and jongin's cereal.

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the third time he saw chanyeol, he was at a café late at night. he knew that he was going to have to get home soon, he had had another failed date, but this time the girl at least left after dinner was over. but she took a cab home, and that was a sign that she didn't want to have a second date.

the cafe was one of those young hip, hongdae cafes, and joonmyun had only stopped in to get himself some coffee and maybe a dessert waffle. that would be a great way to end a ty night. when he stepped inside though, he was surprised. he hadn't expected there to be live music at the café, yet on the small stage there was a boy with messy orange hair, and wide eyes, playing guitar and singing.

joonmyun was surprised because it was him, again. and that deep voice, it worked well with his entire thing. joonmyun found himself enthralled and he ended up getting refill after refill of the coffee. sitting and listening to him sing.

"thank you, i'm chanyeol and you guy can get a copy of my cd at the counter." when the boy said that, joonmyun realized that he was done. that he had stayed for the male's entire set. looking at his watch, he noticed that it was close to two am. he hadn't stayed out this late in a long time.

he figured since he had been out this late, that now had to talk to the messy haired boy. so he waited until he saw him pack up his guitar and head over to the counter, joonmyun decided to make the first move. walking towards him, he swallowed a bit as he approached him.

"…hi, can i buy you a drink?" he asked, the other. he was sure that his voice was shaking, but he didn't care. he had every right to be nervous, but he was going to do it.

"sure." the other said, smiling at joonmyun. joonmyun noticed that his smile looked a bit crazy, but that wasn't a problem for him. "i'm chanyeol." he said, reaching forward, extending his hand to joonmyun, a smile on his face.

"joonmyun."