One Night in Paris [Han Jisung ff]

6 - Sungie's future wife

While I was washing some plates, Jisung came to the counter, resting his head on his hand. He kept on looking at me silently, even after I had asked him if he needed anything. Marie had gone in the back to take a break, so I was left alone with him, given no more customers had come in.

- What? - I chuckled, not removing my gaze from the plates I was drying.

- Nothing, just admiring you. - He smiled cutely, making me blush.

- Then I will admire back. - I rested my head on my hand, mimicking his position, my face only few centimetres away from his. I could feel his breaths getting unsteady, his gaze shifting from my eyes to my mouth. I knew he wanted it. I was almost ready to give in and kiss him, when sudden loud noises from the back room interrupted us.

It was the rest of the members, cheering on us. I stood back up embarrassed, clearing my throat.

- I'll be with you in a second. - I faintly smiled to wash the tension away.

- Oh, I just wanted to pay for our breakfast. - He nervously replied, pulling out his card from his pocket.

- No need to pay for it. It's offered by the house. - I winked at him, knowing that by now it had become like a meme between the two of us.

- You are not offering once again! - He pouted, crossing his arms.

- You are really cute like that, has anybody ever told you? - I specifically recalled the sentence he had said to me while we were drunk, though right now we were both sober. He tried to hide his red ears, failing. - How's the hangover? - I chuckled, thinking of the previous night.

- Good, actually. I took some medicine this morning and it's working. - He relievedly stated. - How about you? - I started laughing.

- I slept three hours and took no medicine whatsoever. Yet, I am standing here, so I call it a win. - He laughed in return.

- I don't even know how you can be working in these conditions... Anyway, please let me pay. - He flashed his cute puppy eyes, which he knew I couldn't resist. I sighed, putting down the plate I was drying along with the towel.

- Only the pastries. - I narrowed my eyes, maybe giving in too easily.

- Deal. - He handed me the card, proud for having convinced me so easily. - You haven't told me the name of your photography account yet. - He stated disappointed.

I immediately remembered the previous night and the caption I had chosen for his picture.

- I don't think it's a good idea for me to give it to you, I'm really shy when it comes to my work... -

- But why? You are really good at photography! - He praised me with sparkling eyes.

I was stuck between disappointing him or loosing all of the dignity I had left. Obviously, I chose the latter.

- Alright, give me your phone. - He immediately handed it to me with a wide grin, eager to see those pictures. I typed in my account's name, clicking on the first suggestion. - But do not judge me! - I warned him, well aware of how shameful some of my posts were.

When he took back his phone, I saw him immediately tap the "Follow" button without even looking at the pictures. However, once he tapped on that specific post, I wanted to bury myself. I turned to face away from him, hoping I would disappear.

- You're so cheesy. - He laughed at my caption and I turned immediately, my ears red.

- Hey! In my defence I posted this when I was very drunk. -

- I know, I know... But you still are cheesy. - He flashed his smile, running away to the back room where the rest of the guys were.

- I hate you! - I shouted before he set foot in that room. He turned, winking at me.

- No you don't! - I facepalmed, getting back to work.

After a few minutes, all the members came out of the room, thanking me for the amazing time and the delicious food. I smiled, bowing goodbye to each and every one of them.

Once I was left alone, I cleaned up the room, putting the tables back to their original position, then took some time to check up the account Jisung had followed me from. I had to hold in a powerful laugh when I noticed it was a fake fan account of himself. He had posted some random pictures you could easily find on Pinterest, though I could see he had specifically chosen those where he looked hot as fuck.

I tapped on the "Message" button, the chat opening.

Angèle's photography
Really? A fan account of yourself?
Lame -_-

Sungie's future wife
Hey, it's a good disguise, no need to judge!

Angèle's photography
Alright, alright, you're not wrong...
What places are you going to visit today?

Sungie's future wife
Idk, the most famous things...
We mostly need to take pictures to post on the official SKZ account though
Any suggestions?

Angèle's photography
At the intersection between Rue St. Dominique and Boulevard de la Tour-Maubourg you have the best view of the Tour Eiffel, if you want to take nice pics :)

Sungie's future wife
You really are the best! Thank you <3

Angèle's photography
You're welcome :)
I need to go back to work, but text me if you need anything, ok?

Sungie's future wife
Oky, have a good day at work :)

Angèle's photography
Thank you, Sungie's future wife ;)

I laughed while typing that last message, imagining his pissed reaction.

I wanted to kill myself as I realised one thing: I had totally fallen for Han Jisung.

I was now torn: he had probably done these kinds of things with many girls before, but I really wanted to confess to him. Either way, anxiety arose at the prospect of rejection. I really liked Jisung as a person overall, he was very kind and gentle, and never tried to forcefully put me into uncomfortable situations. I still wanted to be able to hang out around him, whether he liked me back or not.

And with those thoughts, I kept on working until the end of the day.