Oh Waiter~ (Part 2)

PART 2 :)

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THE NEXT MORNING…

By the time you got to the restaurant, it still didn’t feel real.

Epiticon looked the same as it always did, but to you, the place was practically glowing.

You stepped inside and nodded to a few coworkers already prepping.

Everyone with semi-happy faces on.

You looked like you’d just won the lottery as you stared at the seats where the two girls were sitting, especially Nayeon.

Images of last night went through, and you shook your head; you cannot have those thoughts here, not with your staff, as you didn’t want to cause some dilemmas by having a boner through the day.

You hadn’t slept at all last night.

Not a single minute.

The excitement was too much for you to do so.

The adrenaline coursing through you was immaculate.

Your alarm went off at 6:30 AM, but you are lying there, staring at the ceiling with eyes wide open, heart still fluttering from last night, replaying every detail on loop since you got home.

Nayeon’s incredible body.

Her doing the most incredible sensations to your body.

The way she complimented your work.

AND giving you another opportunity, maybe.

Your body was now feeling the after-sex, especially your groin, but your spirit was completely charged.

Heading towards the kitchen doors, you spotted your boss already in, flipping through papers on a clipboard with his usual unreadable face.

“Morning,” you called out.

He glanced up.

“Morning.”

You tried to act normal, but the grin on your face betrayed you.

Your boss didn’t say anything at first.

He just stared for a second, then snorted and shook his head as you got near him.

“You’re happy,” he said, tapping his clipboard.

“Can you blame me? I couldn’t even sleep,” you admitted as you looked around and whispered, knowing that only you two know.

“Literally?” You nodded, “you better not sleep on the job.”

“Nah, cold water and a splash would wake me up.”

“Alright,” he said.

“So…have they said anything since?” You questioned as he shook his head.

“Just a thank you and that the video will be up in a month,” you nodded, “here’s hoping once it’s up, others will call too. Now go get ready.”

“Yes sir,”

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TIMESKIP

CLINK CLANG

CHINK SCREECH

“And I’ll take the steak myself.”

“Perfect, and what cook would you like?” You asked writing down the order.

“Medium.”

“Medium it is. And how about you?”

The hum of conversation and clatter of utensils filled the restaurant, but your mind was still somewhere else while taking a table’s order.

Or rather, with someone else.

You were managing to keep your tone smooth and polite, with the same professionalism.

But behind that expression, every glimpse of the outside table made your chest tighten.

You couldn’t stop picturing them, and no offense to Tzuyu, but Nayeon was more on your mind.

You had it bad, but how could you drop what happened?

“How are the scallops?” A customer asked, pointing at the menu.

“They’re wonderful. They’re seared in brown butter, paired with a light pear puree and microgreens, and the dish has this clean finish that-”