主廚Head chef🐶 x 警衛Security guard🐥「你說真的嗎？面試一定過？」宋旼琦聽著丁潤浩在電話的另一頭講他那份工作有多好，不用早會，而且工作做完就走，現在似乎在徵警衛。

『他們看臉。』
「呀，別開玩…」話語未完，他想起丁潤浩根本不太會做菜，只會油蕎麥麵就去應徵了廚師，甚至宋旼琦去還比較有道理。

「我去。」


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第一個禮拜的宋旼琦

    到了吃員工餐的時間，宋旼琦坐在位置上吃著他的義大利麵，等到大家都差不多吃完，連做員工餐的丁潤浩都坐到他面前，他才慢吞吞地吃到一半。

「你還是吃很慢欸，跟以前一樣。」
「我不想跟你講話。」

    丁潤浩一愣，看著眼前的人皺著眉頭鼓著嘴講話，不知道是因為生氣還是因為一次塞太多義大利麵。

「怎樣？」
「你騙我。」
「我騙你什麼了？」

    生悶氣的宋旼琦終於抬眼，把嘴巴裡的義大利麵嚥下，手裡的叉子指向丁潤浩。

「明明就有早會，而且他們還一直嫌棄這嫌棄那的。」
「嫌棄你什麼？」

    丁潤浩忍著笑，將自己的員工餐放下，拿起餐具舀了一口放進嘴裡，一邊假裝在咀嚼，一邊用手擋著嘴巴努力抑制嘴角上揚。

「說我看起來太嚇人，不是，警衛本來看起來就該這樣吧。」宋旼琦嘰哩呱啦的抱怨一堆「他們怎麼不說說崔傘，他還是櫃檯欸。」

    丁潤浩低頭還是忍不住笑出來。一個抬手，宋旼琦眉頭之間的皺摺被指腹撫平。

「傘尼只是外表看起來兇，實際待人是很溫柔的，所以顧客回頭率很高。」「而且不要叫他崔傘，叫傘尼，不然他會傷心。」

    順著在眉頭的撫摸，丁潤浩的手慢慢轉移到宋旼琦的髮頂，他輕輕拍了拍。

「警衛跟混混不一樣，你要嚇的是壞人，不是客人。」
「為什麼你跟他們說一樣的話…」宋旼琦低頭嘟囔著。

    丁潤浩推了一下宋旼琦的額頭。

「客人第一次見你，哪會知道你私下可愛的樣子。」
    
但還是想要他可愛的樣子我看到就好，丁潤浩心想。


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「他剛剛是說他可愛嗎？」鄭友榮一臉疑問，視線轉到崔傘身上，想知道自己是不是聽錯了。

    鄭友榮和崔傘正在員工休息室的門口躲著，本來兩人只是想放個東西，結果聽到好像能吃瓜的話題，鄭友榮便抓著崔傘的手臂躲起來。

「你知道我們現在像什麼嗎？」
「什麼？」
「兩顆很亮的電燈泡。」
「蛤？」
「走吧。」

    鄭友榮以為宋旼琦會抱怨什麼有趣的，沒想到就是被餵了口狗糧，他拉著不明所以的崔傘走人。

「友榮啊。」
「幹嘛？」
「我長得很凶嗎？大家都這樣覺得？」

「現在才知道？」鄭友榮無言的轉過頭。



“Are you serious The interview’s a sure thing”
Song Mingi listened skeptically as Jeong Yunho raved on the phone about this amazing job—no morning meetings, clock out the moment work was done—and now, apparently, they were hiring a security guard.

"They go by looks," Yunho said.

“Yah, don’t mess—” Mingi began, but then remembered. Jeong Yunho couldn’t cook to save his life. He got hired as a chef after making aburasoba. Honestly, Mingi would’ve made a more believable candidate for that job.

“…I’m going.”

Week one:

When it was time for the staff meal, Song Mingi sat at the table with his plate of spaghetti. By the time most people were finished eating—and even Yunho had finally taken a seat across from him—Mingi had only made it halfway through.

“You still eat so slow,” Yunho commented. “Just like before.”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Mingi muttered.

Yunho blinked. He watched the other man frown and puff out his cheeks, unsure if it was from anger or because he’d stuffed too much spaghetti in his mouth.

“…What now”

“You lied to me.”

“About what”

Finally, Mingi swallowed his food and lifted his gaze. He pointed his fork directly at Yunho with dramatic flair.

“You said there were no morning meetings. But there are. And everyone keeps nitpicking everything I do.”

“Like what” Yunho asked, biting down a laugh as he lowered his spoon and pretended to chew, hiding his grin behind his hand.

“They said I look too scary Like, isn’t that the whole point of a security guard To look scary” Mingi huffed. “And what about Choi San He’s the receptionist”

Yunho couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. He reached out and gently smoothed the wrinkle between Mingi’s eyebrows with his thumb.

“Sannie looks intimidating, sure, but he’s actually super sweet to customers. That’s why they always come back,” Yunho said. “Also, don’t call him Choi San. Call him Sannie. He gets sad otherwise.”

His hand drifted from Mingi’s forehead to the top of his head, giving it a soft pat.

“Being a guard isn’t the same as being a thug. You’re supposed to scare off the bad guys, not the customers.”

“Why do you sound exactly like them…” Mingi mumbled, sulking.

Yunho nudged his forehead playfully.
“Customers see you for the first time. How would they know how cute you really are”

But I still want to be the only one who gets to see that cute side of him, Yunho thought to himself.

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“Did he just say he’s cute” Jung Wooyoung blinked, puzzled. He turned to Choi San, wanting to confirm he hadn’t misheard.

The two of them were hiding by the break room door. Originally, they’d just come to drop something off—but when they overheard what sounded like juicy gossip, Wooyoung immediately grabbed San and pulled him aside.

"You know what we are right now"

"What"

"Double third wheels."

"Huh"

"Let’s go."

Wooyoung had expected Mingi to rant about something hilarious. Instead, he just got hit with a full dose of couple energy. Disappointed, he dragged the still-confused San away.

"Hey, Wooyoung."

"What"

"Do I really look that scary Is that what people think of me"

"You're only realizing that now" Wooyoung said flatly, turning to look at him like it was the most obvious thing in the world.