tua fic por causa da propaganda (acho que é da havainas lol) preciso dizer que to chorando de rir. gia, tu é demais ♥ continua escrevendo ok? fksnfjnsfjksak sempre que eu ver a propaganda agora vou lembrar disso LOL
Go shopping wasn’t one of Taemin’s favourite things in the world but he really needed new sneakers - he reckoned. He lazily dragged himself inside the sports store at the mall, wandering around for a bit before finding some sneakers that caught his attention.
"Do you need help?" a rough, seductive voice echoed from behind him. Turning, he faced a white-haired, bulky, charming, wearing-a-too-tight-grey-shirt vendor smiling at him.
"Oh. Yeah. Ahm…" Damn he’s hot. “Do you have these in white?”
"We used to, but I’m afraid we only have black ones now…" the man said, shrugging apologetically. "I’m sorry. The white is the first to run out, people love it."
"However, we’re expecting a shipment to arrive this week."
"Oh. You think you’ll have white ones by Friday next week then?"
"I guess… Ahm, would you like to give me your phone number so as soon as the shipment arrives I can call and let you know?" the vendor proposed, taking out a small notebook with pristine white sheets and shining black pen and handed them to Taemin.
"Oh, okay. Sure." Taemin mumbled, writing down his number and name. "Here it is. Thanks a lot, man."
"No problem." the man said, smiling at the younger with a bright smile that gave Taemin the impression he meant something else. "Feel free to shop around for other items of your liking. Have a nice day."
Taemin smiled at the man, who walked away. Sighing, he turned back to the shelf, handling the sneaker in his hand, inspecting it further, when a girl approached him.
"Do you need help, sir?"
"Oh?" he said, looking at her. "No, thanks. I already talked to a vendor, he said you guys don’t have white for these sneakers for now but that a shipment will arrive soon. He took my number so he can tell me when you’ll have white ones."
The girl simply stared at him for a few seconds before coughing awkwardly.
"Ahm, excuse me, sir? We do have white ones. Which vendor told you that?”
Taemin blinked at her, confused. That’s when he noticed her blue shirt with the store’s name and her nametag on it.
Taemin turned in the direction the man had walked to, looking around the store. That’s when he saw him leaning against a clothes rack, staring, with the most cocky smile on his lips.
"Him?" the girl asked, laughing. Taemin simply nodded. "He doesn’t work here, sir."
Jonghyun’s smile spreaded against his lips like warm butter as he waved the paper with Taemin’s number in the air, lifting one eyebrow sarcastically.
Taemin cursed under his breath, unable to contain the smile that spreaded on his lips, jokingly pointing a mean finger in Jonghyun’s direction. The other simply shrugged, winking before turning around and walking out.
"Get me a pair of white and a pair of black, please. I want to try them on." Taemin said, giving the sneaker back to the girl. She nodded, walking out to the stock.
He barely took two steps before his phone buzzed in his back pocket.
Hi this is Gia who’s supposed to be doing her nails and getting ready because she has been invited by a friend who has a hot brother to go with them and other friends to the LAB which is a nightclub to celebrate said brother birthday but she’s just melting in antecipation and fear because she’ll see the hot brother guy and she’ll probably have to go under the tequila celebration which will probably get her drunk and with a terrible hangover even if she has to work tomorrow morning.