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Chapter three :
"It's great to see you again- OPERATION MAKE OUR BOSSES BECOME FRIENDS, GO GO!"

“Rival!” A voice shrieks, gaining a few stares from the few people on the street. “He said I’m his rival! Like are you serious now?! How childish can he get! I don’t even know him!”

“Vernon hyunggggg!” A pouty Chan follows the other, both hands busy carrying the bags filled with groceries (missing one important thing though), “Come on, just let it go! Seungkwan hyung can be a little… over the top sometimes? So just let it past hyung, he probably doesn’t mean anything with the rivalry stuffs.”

“He probably doesn’t mean anything?” The older mimics his friend, sarcasm dripping on his tongue, “Dude, you saw the look on his face!”

Pushing the glass door open and making his way into Jisoo’s Cafe, Vernon continues with his rant, leaving poor Chan struggling with two overly packed plastic bags as he waddles behind the coffee counters and into the back to unload everything.

“Man, I swear if I see him again I’ll get him back for good.”

At the sound of that, Chan snaps his head right at Vernon, from where he had been setting down the shopping .

“You’ll what?!” The panic creeping up in Chan’s voice clearly visible. “Hyung please don’t do anything to him! I mean he was a little mean to you back there but he’s a good person! I swear please don’t-”

“What you guys up to back-” The new comer, Jun stops mid-sentence, sensing the ominous aura that fills the room, “Okay my korean may not be good but I’m sure something’s not right here.”

Turning to Vernon, Jun lets out a small chuckle at the male whose eyebrows were furrowed, leaning against the oven, his hair a mess from ruffling it thanks to the frustration from before. Knowing the other wouldn’t be willing to talk, Jun shakes his head lightly as he makes his way to Chan, ruffling the younger’s hair to calm the kid down as he looks through the grocery ba-

“VERNON YOU FORGOT THE BUTTER?!” As if a switch exists inside him, Jun went from a loving older brother to an angry boss. “DUDE THAT’S LIKE THE MOST BASIC AND IMPORTANT INGR-”
 

“Hyung it’s not my fault! It was that kid from-”

“Guys? Everything alright back here?” The owner of the whole place pokes his head in from behind the doors, face bright and definitely not fazed by the atmosphere. “Jun, give him a break, the kid had been under some pretty big stress working for a perfectionist like you.”

With a sigh, Jun silently agrees as he gives Vernon a sorry look.

“Alright fine, but Vernon, care to explain why in these two bags that are about to rip from having so many things in them, there is no butter?” Jun asks, tone soft and careful as the guilt from yelling is creeping up to his guts.

Letting out a small sigh, Vernon looks up from his hands. “I didn’t forget the butter I swear, you can ask Chan like seriously, I remembered it. It’s just that there was only one tub left and this damn kid from the other cafe just had to show up and steal the tub from me.”

Oh well now the anger has definitely came back to Vernon.

“Like, he didn’t even ask for it politely! He just tried to take it saying he got there first! Like man are you kidding, I obviously got it first, probably 10 seconds before him so I swear he had no rights saying that! Like what kind of argument is ‘you stole our customers now I’m stealing your butter.’ Like are you for real-”

…

“Ok you two can continue listening to him, I’ll just take the trash out for the night.” Jun shrugs, quickly escaping the room as poor Chan and Jisoo were left to comfort the other.
 

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“I adore you, enough to want to know your shoe siz-”
 

“Jun hyung?”

Looking up to the voice he just heard, Jun eyes widen to the size of ping pong balls, jaws dropping as the trash held in his hands are soon dropped and left on the floor (literally a meter away from the trash bin).

“Minghao!”

“Wah, it really is hyung!” The soft voice continues, eyes bending into crescent moons as he continues walking towards the other, trash bags swinging along his side.

Minghao may be calm but the person he had called out for was not calm, at all.

“Minghaooooo!”

At full speed, Jun runs towards the younger, shocking him to the point he almost dropped the trash bags. Though holding onto the bags are no use as they soon ended up on the floor, Jun hugging the other so tightly, Minghao almost stopped breathing.

Though he kinda did, because oh my god he’s hugging me.

Oh my god.

“H-Hyung-”

“Minghao! Why didn’t you call me! You should’ve told me you were back!” Jun exclaims, still hugging Minghao. “We haven’t seen each other since korean class! How was going back home? Must be fun right! Man I sure miss home, we should totally go back there together sometimes.”

Letting out a small sigh from relief (or disappointment, Minghao doesn’t know) when Jun releases him from the hug, Minghao smiles that big smile of his that makes Jun freezes, though the older is quick to regain consciousness of his actions. He is suddenly aware of the hands on his back, returning his hug. He is suddenly aware of how tightly he must’ve hugged the other, immediately panicking inside because oh my god I must’ve scared him oh no.

On the outside though, Jun smiles back just as big, quickly coming up with another topic to talk about when he sees Minghao picking up the trash bags he dropped.

Doing the same with the bags he dropped, Jun walks alongside Minghao, soon finishing their little chore (remind Jun to thank the kid who made Vernon mad because if not so, he wouldn’t have even come out here in the first place).

“Oh? Hyung! Your uniform!” Minghao eyes are round with curiosity as he inches closer to the other male’s chest (well crap wHAT IF HE HEARS MY HEART BEAT NO HEART STOP SLOW DOWN) to where the other’s nametag was, “Ji… Jis… Jiso? Jisoo? Jisoo! Jisoo’s Cafe!”

Jun’s hand shots up to his nametag, immediately letting out a small whine as he had hit too hard (congratulations Jun, that’s so manly of you), “J-Jisoo’s Cafe? O-Oh yeah, yeah I um… Yeah I work there yeah…” Jun mentally slaps himself, thinking to himself as to why he is talking so awkwardly and to why his heart is beating so damn fast (because no it surely isn’t because he has feelings for Minghao no definitely not nope.)

“Ah… Well that sounds really, really familia- Ooooooh! You guys are the people that had been stealing our customers!” Minghao says it with such a bright smile, Jun isn’t sure if it’s a bad thing, “It’s funny that our bosses hate each other, I really like yo- I mean ha ha ha, funny…”

Scrunching his eyebrows at what is said last, Jun decides not to dwell on it as he smiles, “Our bosses hate each other? My boss has no hatred towards your boss though! Matter of fact, he’s happy with the competition!”

“What? Hyung, you’re so lucky then! Our boss had been complaining about Jisoo this Jisoo that for the past few days and it’s really a handful to think through since he complains so, so damn fast.”

Ruffling the other’s hair, Jun chuckles as he suddenly stops, a light bulb shining in his head.

“Minghao… What if… What if we make them like each other.” As he utters each word, the smirk on Jun’s face slowly reveals itself. “Get them to get along, you know just as friends, maybe even better but just as friends to start with. And then you know, they might even work together. Then we can work together.”

The last five words that came out of Jun’s lips are the five korean words that Minghao has heard and understood clearest and it brings a smile to his face.

“Hyung, I am so in with this!”

 

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7AM and the talented bakers of Jisoo’s and Junghan’s have already occupied the store.

Even before the owners (remind the two to take back the spare keys).

“Minghao? Is that you?” A familiar voice calls, groggy from sleepiness as he steps into his beloved cafe.

“Hi, Junghan hyung!” The other male replies, a slight accent in his soft voice.

20 minutes passes as the two chat, getting the store ready for another day of work as they are joined by the other staff members.

“Minghao-ah, didn’t you take like, 20 minutes to take out the trash last night?” Wonwoo asks, furrowing his eyebrows when he sees a slight nod from a clueless Minghao, “You went to another place didn’t you? Poor kid, I’ll show you a shorter way when it’s your turn to take out the trash again, yeah?”

“Thanks hyung~” Minghao returns the smile, thankful for his friends. “Oh, Junghan hyung!”

“Hm?” The other hums, focusing on polishing the cups.

“Hyung, you know… You know that Jisoo’s Cafe you’ve always been talking about?” It takes some time for Minghao to bring it up and he knows he did well doing so as the air becomes heavier in the room.

“Uh… Yeah, Jisoo’s Cafe. What about it?” Junghan grits his teeth as he utters the name.

“Um… I-I mean, since you’ve been talking about it a whole lot nowadays, um, how about we head over there some time?” Minghao clenches his shirt, awaiting the impact.

…

“You.” Looking up only to look back down as Minghao is met with Junghan’s death glare, “What. Did. You. Just. Say.”

“Hyungggggggg~” Because aegyo always work with Yoon Junghan. “Don’t get mad! I mean, they could have really nice… Um… They could have really nice people there?” Minghao mentally smacks himself for coming up with such a lame excuse.

“Oh. My. God.” It is as if the sky just dropped. “XU MINGHAO DON’T TELL ME THOSE PEOPLE HAVE BRAINWASHED YOU TOO!”

With the cups and towels now long forgotten, Junghan gets up from his seat and makes his way towards Minghao.

“Xu Minghao, no! Do not let them brainwash you!” Junghan has his hands on the other’s shoulders, shaking him violently before abruptly letting go, almost making the younger fall flat on his . “Wonwoo, come here and teach Minghao the right things, don’t let him fall for those people’s tricks too!”

Wonwoo sents Minghao a sorry look as he tries his best not to laugh, taking the younger by his hand and leading him to the kitchen, away from the (used to be angel) devil Junghan.

 

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“Jisoo hyung~” The baker of Jisoo’s cafe sing-songs, skipping around the cafe the kitchen as he waits for his first batch of cake to cook.

“Yes, Jun?”

“Hyung, you know about the rival cafe near our place right?

“Junghan’s cafe?”

“Yeah yeah, that one.” Jun stops, turning to Jisoo with a suspicious smile that got Jisoo thinking whether or not he should be worried. “Let’s go there some time! You know, get to know our rival, see how we can make our stuffs better than theirs, stuffs like that.”

After a minute of thinking, Jisoo returns Jun’s smile.

“Yeah, maybe that’s not a bad idea. Though the cafe had been pretty busy lately so I guess we’ll have to wait until we’re a little more free. But I’m totally up with going to that cafe-”

“NO!” A wild Vernon jumps in, mouth wide open, “HYUNG! DO NOT GO OVER THERE! THEY HAVE MEAN STAFFS AND PROBABLY NOT AS GOOD CAKES AS OURS AND THEY STEAL BUTTER AND-”

“VERNON HYUNG NO!” Chan follows behind, frowning as he continues, “It was one time hyung, one time. Oh my go-”

“Don’t say oh my god, it’s ba- OH MY GOD JUN HYUNG THE CAKE THE CAKE!”

As the trio panic, Jisoo could only watch, shaking his head as he mumbles under his breath, “Vernon Choi, didn’t you just say ‘don’t say oh my god’?”
 

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That night in Seoul, a soul lies wide awake long after the hours when the city was in deep sleep, perfecting his scheme on taking his revenge on a faceless person, Jisoo as he progresses on with his ‘take back my son and customers without meeting the hateful ‘i still don’t know the face of’ Jisoo.