🌱who do u love?
order 039, @14-hibiscus: large banana milk tea--ptg's Yuto and Wooseok love triangle + order 040, anon: large classic milk tea with strawberry popping boba and pudding for ptg's Yuto
🌱warnings: Yuto calling you princess but i promise it's gender neutral, open endings that may frustrate you, nightclub+alcohol mentions
🌱summary: Yuto and Wooseok are best friends who meet you in different places and times, oblivious that they're both falling for you at the same time. Yuto knows you as the bar server at a club who he's always got a bone to pick with, meanwhile Wooseok knows you as the sleepy kid in class who always dozes off. features endings for both Yuto and Wooseok so you can pick if it's reader x Yuto or reader x Wooseok :D
🌱word count: 1k+
barista🥛's 💌: so i combined 2 requests and i hope thats okay c: the ideas they gave me just !!! also omg ptg's comeback has me on THE FLOOR like this might be the peak of ptg for me? sparkling night is sO PRETTY
you never thought a night club would be a good place to work, at least for you, but somehow it worked. after a long day of classes, having your eardrums blown off by the thumping base and having to rush around with your hands full of drinks is the best way to blow off steam!
am i being sarcastic? i don't know...
nonetheless, your job has its perks and its downfalls. one of the downfalls is definitely Adachi Yuto.
you know him all too well through gossip. he's resident bad boy at your university: ice cold, never shows up to class but somehow gets near-perfect mark, rides a motorbike, and of course he just has to frequent the night club you work at.
his favourite spot is always by the counter you work at. you've asked to switch spots with your coworkers but none of them would ever agree.
what's the problem with working when Yuto's there?
his drunken habits. they infuriate you.
when Yuto is drunk, he gets a little sentimental and feels lonely at first. his eyes get teary and stares at the ceiling as if he's sitting by the sea, not in a literal nightclub. then, he starts hitting on people. he pulls them close by the waist, whispers into their ear while he swirls his drink around his glass.
then, he'll ask you to bring an extra glass of that person's favourite drink. he'll take a sip of it first before he hands it to them.
maybe none of this sounds too bad, but it all just irks you. the final cherry on top of it all is that Yuto always leaves the keys to his motorbike behind on the counter and you have to chase after him to give them to him. when you do, he simply winks at you before continuing to leave.
when this happens on loop every night, it starts to annoy you. it's not like Yuto likes you that much, either. you're always behind his favourite bar counter, always glaring at him as he tries to pick-up people. you've always got the keys to his motorbike--do you grab them from his pocket when he's not looking? are you into him and taking his keys just to get an excuse to talk to him?
anyways, the long nights at your part-time job leave you exhausted during your waking yours. your stupid 9:30am class on mondays are the worst--you always make it to class on time but never stay awake for longer than five minutes. these days, you stay asleep even after the lecture's over. you're lucky a tall boy who usually sits behind you always wakes you up before he leaves.
"hey. i'm y/n. thanks for always waking me up," you sleepily mumble one day, holding onto his wrist before he can leave.
"i'm Wooseok," he mumbles back. you look up and catch just a glimpse of his reddened face before he leaves.
he's very softspoken and kind of awkward but definitely way better than Yuto. who knew the two of them were best friends?!
you find out about this one day when you're telling your friend about Wooseok in the library.
"he's so quiet but he always wakes me up. it's so nice of him!" you say.
"Wooseok? he's tall and has dark hair, right?" your friend asks.
"yeah...?"
"you do know he's friends with Yuto, the nightclub mans you hate, right?" your friend tells you.
"...WHAT?"
your friend shakes their head at you and shows you Yuto's instagram. sure enough, there are more than several photos of the two boys together. you lean back in your chair and sigh.
"it's always the best and worst people that have to be friends," you point out.
"yeah, like us. i'm the best and you're the worst," your friend says.
you get up and slap their shoulder lightly 'til you hear a laugh from somewhere behind you. both of you turn to see who it is and freeze up when you see Wooseok himself staring you both down while laughing.
"don't mind me, continue what you were doing," he chuckles, crossing one of his legs over the other.
"how much do you think he heard?" you tell your friend, who shrugs.
-
"their friend them told them that they're also the best and worst people who are friends, but y/n is the worst one and their friend is the best. it was so funny i laughed and they heard me!" Wooseok tells Yuto, wheezing so hard and holding onto his friend's sleeve for dear life.
Yuto is lost deep in thought, his arms and legs crossed.
"are you listening?" Wooseok asks Yuto.
"yeah... y/n? sounds familiar," Yuto replies.
"probably seen them in a class somewhere, too?" Wooseok suggests.
Yuto hums and looks up at the ceiling, shaking his head.
"i wanna go to the nightclub again tonight, but i don't wanna see the server," he complains.
"you talk about this server a lot, who are they?"
"no clue. they don't wear a nametag or anything, and i've never asked for their name. why would i want to do that?"
"i never asked you anything," Wooseok mumbles.
"they're so annoying, always getting in my way."
"Mm-hmm."
-
at your job, you notice something different about Yuto. instead of sitting at the bar counter like he normally does, he comes to you for a drink but then gets up and leans against a nearby wall, slowly moving his body to the beat of the music.
some people try to approach him but he doesn't seem as interested. instead, he just steals glances at you. you try to focus on your work, but his gaze makes you nervous. just as you're about to drop an expensive bottle of alcohol, he approaches you and catches the bottle.
"am i making you anxious?" he asks you in a deep voice.
you look at his eyes and the glare on the counter is reflected in them. something about the way his dark hair falls into his eyes and how he smirks at you makes him look handsome... maybe it's just the dim lighting?
Yuto hands you the bottle and takes a seat in his usual spot. this time, though, instead of turning his back to you, he's completely facing you. he takes sips of his drink as though he's a hopeless romantic getting lost in their daydreams.
you ignore him and continue working, constantly feeling pressure because of Yuto's eyes watching over you. because of him, you continue making small mistakes. customers get angry but luckily don't take it out on you. most of them are regulars and know you're usually good at this.
"what's gotten into you today?" one of them asks, and all you can do is laugh it off until you've had enough.
you slam your hands on the bar counter right in front of Yuto, who doesn't bat an eye.
"can you please stop looking at me? it's making me incredibly uncomfortable," you say.
Yuto chuckles into his glass before saying, "all you had to do was ask, princess."
he gets up off the bar stool and walks off somewhere, and finally you feel like you can breathe.
-
"hey, y/n. wake up! gosh, they must be in a hell of a deep sleep... oh, there we go. good morning!"
you open your eyes, lift your head off your arms and look up to see Wooseok's face. for the first time, he hasn't walked away right after waking you up. he's trying to hold back a smile.
"you can laugh at me, it's fine. i've had a hell of a night," you grumble, rubbing your eyes.
"clearly. you usually wake up right away. want a coffee?"
the tall boy holds out a bottled, iced coffee. you take it from him, thanking him with a smile.
"you missed something pretty important today in class. i can explain it to you if you've got time," Wooseok says, leaning agains the tables in front of you.
"ah... i have to get ready for my part-time job soon," you groan.
"well, when does it end?" Wooseok asks.
"its a 7pm to 3am shift, it's awful," you say.
"you work nights?" Wooseok exclaims.
"yeah. nightclubs only run at nights, don't they?!"
Wooseok nods, but he feels bad for you for some reason. he tries to think of a way he could help you, but you start to pack up your things and tell him you've got to get going.
"wanna just take my notes and review them in your own time? maybe on your way to your job?" he asks.
"oh... i'd appreciate that!" you say, taking his notebook.
"have a good shift~"
-
out of the lecture hall, you read through the notes on your way to the bus stop. you know the way there like the back of your hand now, so reading while working won't hurt you... until you walk right into someone's chest.
Wooseok's notebook falls out of your hands and you apologize to the person. they pick up the notebook for you and hold it out. when you finally look up at them, you realize it's Yuto. you roll your eyes and sigh, snatching the notebook out of his hands.
"huh? it's you," Yuto says as you're turning away.
"wait--" he gently holds your arm and stops you from leaving him.
"this is Wooseok's writing. why do you have this?" Yuto asks, looking at the notebook.
"you know Wooseok?" you ask Yuto.
"yeah... he's my friend."
you suck in a breath and pull your arm away from Yuto's grip.
"well he's mine, too," you say, walking away.
-
"i met the nightclub worker who annoys me on campus. they were holding your notebook. do you know about this?" Yuto asks Wooseok, who's lost in his daydreams as they both sit in the campus café.
"hey! are you listening?"
"huh? oh... yeah. what?"
Yuto sighs and repeats himself, watching Wooseok smile as he mentions the notebook.
"ah, that must've been y/n! i gave them my notes earlier today--wait... that's the nightclub worker who annoys you?"
"the nightclub worker is your y/n?" Yuto scoffs.
"what the hell..." Wooseok grumbles. "i need to see them for myself."
"come with me to the club tonight, then," Yuto says, taking a sip of his drink."
-
"i need two glasses, today. one for me, another for my homeboy," Yuto's familiar voice says.
you sigh and fill two glasses with ice, pushing them in his direction.
"y/n?"
Wooseok?!
you look up to see the tall boy's soft face and you panic. for some reason, you really don't want him to be here right now. you don't want him to see you in this state.
"y/n, so it is you! Yuto told me he knows you."
"yeah... ah, it's actually time for my break. i'll be back soon," you say, rushing to the washroom.
"i told you it's them," Yuto tells Wooseok, pouring a drink out of a bottle for himself.
"they did say they work at a nightclub..."
in the washroom, you try to collect yourself. you pace around and try to think of a solution. deciding on texting your manager that you're sick and have to head home, once you receive the ok from them, you head back out to the staff room, emptying your locker, grabbing your things and leaving as fast as you can.
WOOSEOK ENDING BELOW, scroll more for Yuto's c:
"y/n? i thought your shift is until 3am?" Wooseok's voice asks when you're right at the door.
you turn and look up at him. he reads your face. fear, exhaustion...
"do you need a ride home?" he asks, instead.
you think it over and then nod.
"i'll be back, just stay here for two seconds."
you step out and let the cool air hit your face. the sound of cars honking and whizzing past, the nightlife chatter and all else are drowned out as you close your eyes for a second.
"y/n--are you falling asleep while standing? gosh, i didn't know you're that tired. let's go home," he says, waving the keys to Yuto's motorbike around.
"wait, that's--"
"i asked Yuto before i took them, don't worry."
you never thought you'd be riding off into the night on the back of Yuto's motorbike but while holding onto Wooseok. it's absurd but it's happening right before your eyes.
the sound of Wooseok's yells and laughter fill your ears, making you laugh with him even though you're exhausted.
outside your student house, you get off the bike with shaky legs. Wooseok helps you off to make sure you don't fall.
"is everything okay, y/n? you left work so early," Wooseok carefully asks.
"yeah... i just wasn't feeling so well."
"do you need anything? do you have roommates or... are you sure you can be alone right now?"
"i'm okay, thanks for asking. i have some dumb roommates in there who'll help me," you laugh.
Wooseok laughs along and watches you enter your house while he leans on Yuto's bike. for some reason, his heart aches a little. he wanted to be with you a little longer.
YUTO'S ENDING BELOW, scroll up for Wooseok's :o
"you're leaving?" Yuto's low voice asks from behind you. you turn around and glare at him.
"looks like you're shooting lasers at me with your eyes. is everything okay?"
"i just want to go home right now," you tell him as the two of you stand in the doorway of the club.
"fair enough. i can take you, just let me tell Wooseok," Yuto replies.
before you can decline his offer, he's already gone. you sigh and decide to step out for some air. you let the cool air hit your face. the sound of cars honking and whizzing past, the nightlife chatter and all else are drowned out as you close your eyes for a second.
"c'mon, lets go," Yuto says, squeezing your shoulder.
he sits on his motorbike and motions for you to sit behind him, which you do.
"why're you being so weird?" you ask him.
"weird?" he repeats, handing you a helmet.
"you're talking to me and being nice to me. you never do either of those things."
Yuto scoffs and tells you to shut up. he stiffens as you wrap your arms around his waist but doesn't tell you to let go and hold his shirt instead. rather, he kind of wishes you would sit even closer and rest your head on his back.
"let's go," he says, starting the engine.
the wind hits you faster, now, and you forget the absurd situation you're in to just focus on the feeling. you feel alive, all of your fatigue slowly melting away. you don't ever want it to end, but before you know it, you're home.
"you'll be at the club tomorrow, right?" Yuto asks you as you get off the bike. he quickly takes hold of your arm when you stumble.
"of course. it's a saturday, i make extra money."
Yuto laughs and ruffles your hair. he quickly apologizes and retracts his hand, but you shake your head.
"i like this Yuto a lot more," you say before walking towards your house.
all Yuto heard was "i like Yuto". thank god you can't see how red his face is.
