In all honesty, Jisoo was expecting his first encounter with Junghan to go worse than it did. 

At the sound of the familiar voice, he had looked up to make sure the name tag verified the person and it did. Junghan did not look like what he expected him to look, although Jisoo didn't exactly have an image in mind. He did not, however, imagine Junghan to look rather... what was the word? Delicate? Feminine? Yeah. Despite the soft features and the rather long, brownish ponytail, the other boy also had certain aspects that were in some ways, attractive.

Not that Jisoo just spent a rather long period of time staring at him as he brought the plates of pizza down. 

Okay, maybe he was staring more than he was supposed to. 

"Can I get you anything else?" 

Jisoo wanted to him himself because he was still staring at the other boy, thus making their eyes meet and his face blush immediately. Junghan was staring right at him, a small smile playing on his lips as he did so. Jisoo's heart began to beat faster as he considered that maybe Junghan actually knew who he was and he was about to die of shame right then and there. The other guys were too busy getting their own slices of pizza to notice. 

""T-that would be all," he all but mumbled, cursing himself because did he just stutter and he realized his mistake that moment too, because a playful glint appeared in Junghan's eyes, matched with a cheshire-like grin that was definitely teasing him.

"No extras?"

Jisoo wished a hole would open up from under him and swallow him whole. He moved his eyes and focused on anything else but the boy before him, certain his face was still some embarrassing shade of red. What is it with everybody teasing him?

"No, thank you," he replied, thankfully without stuttering this time. 

When Junghan turned to walk away, Jisoo found himself staring after him again, still in a slight state of disbelief that he actually met him. Did the guy not sleep or something? Or did he really have enough energy to work both in the afternoon and during ungodly hours in the night? 

"Jisoo, why is your face all red?"

Jisoo's focus snapped back to his friends, specifically Seokmin, who had spoken.

Realization dawned on Hansol's face in a flash.

"That waiter! His voice! I've heard it before," Hansol's smile grew wider and wider with each word. "That was him, wasn't it? Am I right? I'm pretty sure I'm right."

Jisoo didn't even have time to reply, because Hansol soon got the attention of everybody else in the table. Simultaneously, they turned their heads to the direction Junghan went, saw the ponytail, and looked back at Jisoo, who buried his face in his hands for the second time that day, already anticipating the comments that will be thrown at him. They all spoke in rapid Korean that made Jisoo's head hurt for a moment.

"You didn't even tell us!" Seungcheol complained.

"We were distracted by the pizza," Minghao said sadly.

"I didn't see his face yet," Seokmin whined, about to look back but Hansol quickly stopped the movement.

"We don't want him to know we're checking him out, play it cool, man."

Mingyu began lightly shaking Jisoo's shoulder, "we have questions, Jisoo, c'mon."

Jisoo finally raised his head, ca