Jihoon was honestly not sure why there was even a night shift at this location—with a larger shop that kept its dining area open all night on a main street just a few blocks away, it made very little sense to have this small location with only its drive-through open at night and just the two workers.

"Jihoon, could you clean the fryers tonight please? I almost burned my face off last time," That’s why he stuck around, of course—the bright, tall Ahn Jaehyo, his senior at school, who had begged him to come work with him so the overnights wouldn’t be so painfully boring.

"Fine. But you’ve got ice cream machine clean up, then," He replied, grinning, watching the other man’s flawless face contort as he tried to decide between risking hot oil or risking sticky dairy residue that he wouldn’t be able to wash off until their shift was over and he got back home.