Can't Stand It
Can't Stand It
ChenSoo
Drabble
PG (for swearing I guess?)
Kyungsoo really needs coffee.
Like really needs it really badly because his head is a mess and his boss was a tremendous capital A Asshole all week. Kyungsoo doesn't really know why his boss has suddenly become this huge baby eating monster, but it in turn has made Kyungsoo crave coffee. All the time, from anywhere. Even the crappy coffee he's getting now at his local mini mart is enough to alleviate his stress and headache. Sure the free dirt he could scoop up from the parking lot would probably taste equal to the 4 dollar coffee he's paying for but well, such is life. Except not even life is going to be easy on him. This machine seems to have a mind of its own and an evil one at that. The handle makes no sense whatsoever and he's pretty sure the milk shouldn't look grey.
He's still fidgeting with the nozzle and his cup and his phone because he just got a text from Joonmyun telling him they have to get the spreadsheets in by Sunday (and what the fuck is that about) when a voice from behind asks, "Do you need help with that?"
Kyungsoo lifts up his groggy eyes and sees a guy, about his height, in a very wrinkled power suit looking just as groggy but infinitely more annoyed than what should be allowed at this hour of the night. He looks down at his watch quickly and sees it's 9:37. Woop dee fucking doo.
"Yeah, sorry I'm holding up the line, this stupid thing just doesn't make any sense," Kyungsoo says, hitting his styrofoam cup against the machine. "There should be instructions."
"There are," the man says, pointing at something behind the stack of cups. He steps forward and pushes them aside, revealing a list of instructions scribbled in pencil. "See? Instructions."
"O-Kay," Kyungsoo says slowly, eyeing the man. "I didn't see them."
"Well now you do," the man says with an expectant look. "You can finish assessing the complicated coffee machine with their help now."
Kyungsoo doesn't appreciate his sass. "Thanks," he bites back, turning around to get his shitty coffee out of this shitty machine and shitty establishment with shitty people. He reads the list slowly, making a show of turning the handle like it weighs a million pounds and he can almost feel the man seething behind him.
"Can you hurry up?" he asks, tapping his hands against his sides. "I really don't want to be at a
Mini Mart at this hour of the night."
Kyungsoo sighs. "Neither do I, but as you can see, this stupid thing must be broken or something. It's not doing anything."
"Here let me," the man says, motioning for Kyungsoo to move. He does, for some insane reason. He must be more tired than he realized. The man starts tinkering with the machine and eventually coffee starts pouring out. He looks at Kyungsoo smugly and instead of finding it annoying, he actually thinks he looks pretty cute. In a really annoying way. "There you go, all done."
Kyungsoo takes his coffee and steps aside to add his sugar and cream. "Thanks," he mumbles, spooning in three huge mounds of sugar.
"No problem," the man says, making it sound like it was a HUGE problem.
Kyungsoo takes his coffee to the line to pay and takes in a deep breath. The line is long. There's a bald man paying for tampons and Kyungsoo doesn't know if he should sympathize or laugh. He tries to ignore the cookies stacked around him but he eventually picks up a packet of Oreos. He hasn't eaten since lunch. No wait, that's a lie. He had a donut during the meeting at 3 but that hardly constitutes as a proper snack. Hardly.
"Hey, sorry if I was a dick back there. I've had a long day at work."
Kyungsoo turns around to see the man from before standing behind him with his coffee, a beer, and a packet of Cameos.
"It's fine," Kyungsoo says, shrugging as the line moves an inch. "I had a crappy day too."
The man nods. "What do you do?"
"Marketing," Kyungsoo tells him with a lopsided grin. "You?"
"Accounting," the man says, making a face. "It makes me queasy just thinking about it."
Kyungsoo knows the feeling. "I'm Kyungsoo."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jongdae."
They shake hands and Kyungsoo smiles. Maybe the people here aren't that shitty.
The line moves another inch.
"The last thing I pictured myself doing as an adult was buying crappy coffee at night," Kyungsoo relies to Jongdae, who nods miserably.
"No one tells you in college how annoying it is to come home after a long day of work and not have anything to eat." Jongdae switches his stuff to his other hand. "Sometimes I miss dining hall food."
"And that stuff was shit," Kyungsoo says. "Being an adult actually sucks."
"Tell me about it," Jongdae sighs.
Finally it's Kyungsoo turn to pay and when he goes to take out his wallet, he remembers he left it on the coffee table. How ironic.
"I left my wallet at home," Kyungsoo tells no one in particular. "Wow, what a fantastic end to this shitastic day."
Jongdae grabs his arm and drags him to the cash register. "What are you doing?" Kyungsoo asks when Jongdae takes his coffee and Oreos and gives them to the smiley lady.
"I'm paying for your things as an apology for being snappy at the coffee machine," Jongdae tells him and takes out his rewards card. "Plus I really like getting points."
"What? No! You can't pay for my things," Kyungsoo argues, trying to take his things away from the smiley lady. Apparently smiley lady has a strong grip.
"Oh come on, it's just a coffee and some cookies," Jongdae swipes his card.
"I feel really bad."
"If you feel bad then don't deny me my points," Jongdae says and hands him back his coffee. "Now I need your number so you can repay me."
Kyungsoo smiles. "Smooth."
Jongdae winks at him as they step outside. "I have to be if I want my five fifty back. Besides it's not that often I find a cute business man in this gross mini mart."
Kyungsoo turns away so Jongdae can't see the flush in his face at the compliment. Now that he thinks about it, he can't remember the last time he received a compliment on something other than his tremendous work skills or colorful vocabulary. Sadly, he also can't remember the last time he got laid.
"So how about that number?"
"You wanna go to my place?" Kyungsoo blurts out. Jongdae's eyes widen. "I mean I have ice, so I could put ice in your beer." Kyungsoo wants to hit himself with a cinder block. He really hasn't gotten laid in a while and it looks like he won't get laid any time soon. Great.
"Is that a euphemism?" Jongdae asks, obviously enjoying Kyungsoo's poor dilemma of involuntary celibacy.
"No! Of course not, I just meant your beer must be warm so we can go back to my place and you...can put ice in it."
Jongdae laughs and the sound is really nice, Kyungsoo wants to hear what other nice sounds can come out of his mouth and fuck he really hasn't had sex in a while.
"Sure thing, let's go put ice in my beer. We can share it and throw these crappy coffees in the trash. And then maybe I can show you some more subtle ways of asking someone to fornicate."
"Really? Fornicate?"
"I thought I'd be classy," Jongdae shrugs and points to his car across the lot. "I'll follow you then?"
"Sure," Kyungsoo smiles softly. "I really haven't done this in a while."
"What? Ask someone to fornicate with you?"
"Could you stop with the fornicating?"
"It hasn't even begun," Jongdae flashes a big grin. "Which one's your car?"
"The Toyota. My apartments just two blocks away." Kyungsoo ducks his head in shame. He can't believe he's picking a guy up at the mini mart. But then when he watches Jongdae walk to his car, looking extremely handsome in the glow of the lamp post, he does believe he's taking a man from the mini mart home because he is one fine ass man.
Thankfully, Kyungsoo's celibacy streak ends that night. Sadly, he has to call Baekhyun and tell him he's out of the club. Thankfully again, sex is better than whining to his coworker about not having sex. Especially sex with Jongdae, that's better than a LOT of things.
A/N: This was inspired by all the adorable Chen/D.O. moments during Dream Concert and these two dudes I saw fumbling with the coffee machine at Walgreen's. Also, I kinda want to write a sequel to this but meh...we'll see.
ChenSoo
Drabble
PG (for swearing I guess?)
Kyungsoo really needs coffee.
Like really needs it really badly because his head is a mess and his boss was a tremendous capital A Asshole all week. Kyungsoo doesn't really know why his boss has suddenly become this huge baby eating monster, but it in turn has made Kyungsoo crave coffee. All the time, from anywhere. Even the crappy coffee he's getting now at his local mini mart is enough to alleviate his stress and headache. Sure the free dirt he could scoop up from the parking lot would probably taste equal to the 4 dollar coffee he's paying for but well, such is life. Except not even life is going to be easy on him. This machine seems to have a mind of its own and an evil one at that. The handle makes no sense whatsoever and he's pretty sure the milk shouldn't look grey.
He's still fidgeting with the nozzle and his cup and his phone because he just got a text from Joonmyun telling him they have to get the spreadsheets in by Sunday (and what the fuck is that about) when a voice from behind asks, "Do you need help with that?"
Kyungsoo lifts up his groggy eyes and sees a guy, about his height, in a very wrinkled power suit looking just as groggy but infinitely more annoyed than what should be allowed at this hour of the night. He looks down at his watch quickly and sees it's 9:37. Woop dee fucking doo.
"Yeah, sorry I'm holding up the line, this stupid thing just doesn't make any sense," Kyungsoo says, hitting his styrofoam cup against the machine. "There should be instructions."
"There are," the man says, pointing at something behind the stack of cups. He steps forward and pushes them aside, revealing a list of instructions scribbled in pencil. "See? Instructions."
"O-Kay," Kyungsoo says slowly, eyeing the man. "I didn't see them."
"Well now you do," the man says with an expectant look. "You can finish assessing the complicated coffee machine with their help now."
Kyungsoo doesn't appreciate his sass. "Thanks," he bites back, turning around to get his shitty coffee out of this shitty machine and shitty establishment with shitty people. He reads the list slowly, making a show of turning the handle like it weighs a million pounds and he can almost feel the man seething behind him.
"Can you hurry up?" he asks, tapping his hands against his sides. "I really don't want to be at a
Mini Mart at this hour of the night."
Kyungsoo sighs. "Neither do I, but as you can see, this stupid thing must be broken or something. It's not doing anything."
"Here let me," the man says, motioning for Kyungsoo to move. He does, for some insane reason. He must be more tired than he realized. The man starts tinkering with the machine and eventually coffee starts pouring out. He looks at Kyungsoo smugly and instead of finding it annoying, he actually thinks he looks pretty cute. In a really annoying way. "There you go, all done."
Kyungsoo takes his coffee and steps aside to add his sugar and cream. "Thanks," he mumbles, spooning in three huge mounds of sugar.
"No problem," the man says, making it sound like it was a HUGE problem.
Kyungsoo takes his coffee to the line to pay and takes in a deep breath. The line is long. There's a bald man paying for tampons and Kyungsoo doesn't know if he should sympathize or laugh. He tries to ignore the cookies stacked around him but he eventually picks up a packet of Oreos. He hasn't eaten since lunch. No wait, that's a lie. He had a donut during the meeting at 3 but that hardly constitutes as a proper snack. Hardly.
"Hey, sorry if I was a dick back there. I've had a long day at work."
Kyungsoo turns around to see the man from before standing behind him with his coffee, a beer, and a packet of Cameos.
"It's fine," Kyungsoo says, shrugging as the line moves an inch. "I had a crappy day too."
The man nods. "What do you do?"
"Marketing," Kyungsoo tells him with a lopsided grin. "You?"
"Accounting," the man says, making a face. "It makes me queasy just thinking about it."
Kyungsoo knows the feeling. "I'm Kyungsoo."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jongdae."
They shake hands and Kyungsoo smiles. Maybe the people here aren't that shitty.
The line moves another inch.
"The last thing I pictured myself doing as an adult was buying crappy coffee at night," Kyungsoo relies to Jongdae, who nods miserably.
"No one tells you in college how annoying it is to come home after a long day of work and not have anything to eat." Jongdae switches his stuff to his other hand. "Sometimes I miss dining hall food."
"And that stuff was shit," Kyungsoo says. "Being an adult actually sucks."
"Tell me about it," Jongdae sighs.
Finally it's Kyungsoo turn to pay and when he goes to take out his wallet, he remembers he left it on the coffee table. How ironic.
"I left my wallet at home," Kyungsoo tells no one in particular. "Wow, what a fantastic end to this shitastic day."
Jongdae grabs his arm and drags him to the cash register. "What are you doing?" Kyungsoo asks when Jongdae takes his coffee and Oreos and gives them to the smiley lady.
"I'm paying for your things as an apology for being snappy at the coffee machine," Jongdae tells him and takes out his rewards card. "Plus I really like getting points."
"What? No! You can't pay for my things," Kyungsoo argues, trying to take his things away from the smiley lady. Apparently smiley lady has a strong grip.
"Oh come on, it's just a coffee and some cookies," Jongdae swipes his card.
"I feel really bad."
"If you feel bad then don't deny me my points," Jongdae says and hands him back his coffee. "Now I need your number so you can repay me."
Kyungsoo smiles. "Smooth."
Jongdae winks at him as they step outside. "I have to be if I want my five fifty back. Besides it's not that often I find a cute business man in this gross mini mart."
Kyungsoo turns away so Jongdae can't see the flush in his face at the compliment. Now that he thinks about it, he can't remember the last time he received a compliment on something other than his tremendous work skills or colorful vocabulary. Sadly, he also can't remember the last time he got laid.
"So how about that number?"
"You wanna go to my place?" Kyungsoo blurts out. Jongdae's eyes widen. "I mean I have ice, so I could put ice in your beer." Kyungsoo wants to hit himself with a cinder block. He really hasn't gotten laid in a while and it looks like he won't get laid any time soon. Great.
"Is that a euphemism?" Jongdae asks, obviously enjoying Kyungsoo's poor dilemma of involuntary celibacy.
"No! Of course not, I just meant your beer must be warm so we can go back to my place and you...can put ice in it."
Jongdae laughs and the sound is really nice, Kyungsoo wants to hear what other nice sounds can come out of his mouth and fuck he really hasn't had sex in a while.
"Sure thing, let's go put ice in my beer. We can share it and throw these crappy coffees in the trash. And then maybe I can show you some more subtle ways of asking someone to fornicate."
"Really? Fornicate?"
"I thought I'd be classy," Jongdae shrugs and points to his car across the lot. "I'll follow you then?"
"Sure," Kyungsoo smiles softly. "I really haven't done this in a while."
"What? Ask someone to fornicate with you?"
"Could you stop with the fornicating?"
"It hasn't even begun," Jongdae flashes a big grin. "Which one's your car?"
"The Toyota. My apartments just two blocks away." Kyungsoo ducks his head in shame. He can't believe he's picking a guy up at the mini mart. But then when he watches Jongdae walk to his car, looking extremely handsome in the glow of the lamp post, he does believe he's taking a man from the mini mart home because he is one fine ass man.
Thankfully, Kyungsoo's celibacy streak ends that night. Sadly, he has to call Baekhyun and tell him he's out of the club. Thankfully again, sex is better than whining to his coworker about not having sex. Especially sex with Jongdae, that's better than a LOT of things.
A/N: This was inspired by all the adorable Chen/D.O. moments during Dream Concert and these two dudes I saw fumbling with the coffee machine at Walgreen's. Also, I kinda want to write a sequel to this but meh...we'll see.