jisu was at the club, again, just a few days after her first visit. this time, though, she wasn’t there for someone’s birthday, but by her own choice, which was motivated by her will to get a hot chocolate from the bar. she couldn’t get one the night before, having been interrupted. now, she went to the club much earlier, hoping that there won’t be as many people and, when she stepped into the club and saw that she was right, a small smile appeared on her lips, knowing she won’t have to deal with animals that didn’t know how to mind their own business.
she quickly made her way towards the bar, then, hopping onto the high chair that was close to it. she even waited patiently for the employee to take notice of her and she pretended she didn’t see the confused look on the others face when she told him her choice of drink. when the employee had suddenly disappeared right after, she was feeling a little bit disappointed, thinking that he’ll come back and tell her he can’t do that. but, instead, another man came forward and threw her a smile, and she couldn’t help but throw a bigger one back, leaning on the counter so she could see better what he was doing.
at his words, she let out a low chuckle, not really minding the way that he was doing it since she was expecting something like this or more like, she was expeting to get nothing at all. it was a bar in a nightclub, after all, she was pretty sure that they didn’t actually have hot chocolate.
❛❛ yeah, i could tell. ❜❜
as soon as the cup was placed in front of her, jisu clapped her hands a few times, wanting to make it known to the other that his try was very much appreciated before she brought it up to her lips, sipping the liquid a bit just to try it out. sweet, she thought, continuing to sip on the drink contently until she noticed that the man was still in front of her. oh, he was waiting for her reaction? she put the cup down then, extending her hand and giving him a thumbs up, her lips curling up in a grin once she started talking.
❛❛ you might be at best a functional moron considering the way you made it, but you did get it done. although, a real hot chocolate would’ve been better. do you think the manager would listen to my idea of getting some? ❜❜
you might be at best a functional moron.
the words ring in jaehyun’s ears louder than the music he usually had to endure at the club, but to some extend, he can’t really argue with her statement. he was, at times, at best, a functional moron. maybe he really shouldn’t have given her the any hot chocolate.. yeah, maybe he should just get the bouncers to escort her out.
“well.“ he starts, leaning one elbow on the counter and placing his chin to rest in the palm of his hand, brow raised at the girl. “hate to break it to you, but i’m the manager here, honey.“ jaehyun says with a smile, a wide relaxed smile. in reality, his clothes usually gave it away. he was either wearing a full suit when he was lurking in moonwalkers, or right now, ripped jeans and a white t-shirt. neither were uniforms worn in the club, so he was impressed people didn’t pay that much attention.
“i mean, we could get some chocolate, however, this is a club, and i literally just gave you one that was part of my headache stash.“ he says, shoulders dramatically falling as he sighs. maybe, if jaehyun liked her enough and she became a regular, he would consider the possibility of actually getting some high class hot chocolate mix. but the girlie had to work on that quite a bit “glad you like it tho, haven’t made one in years. the staff usually just says they don’t do it, unless i’m around so, i guess it was your lucky day.“ he adds, leaning back off the counter and folding his arms over his chest.
“functional moron is better than non-functional so, i’ll take it as a win.“
