imagine driving around late at night with woojin. it’s 3 (three) am, the streets quiet apart from your singing (screaming) of the lyrics from whatever song came up on the radio. woojin’s hand is on your thigh as he drives. you’re both still in your sleepwear, hair messy from the wind blowing in through the rolled-down windows. he laughs as your voice cracks while you try to hit a particularly high note, his own voice joining yours softly as he sings. he rounds the corner, stopping at a red light. he looks over at you, singing your heart out, only parts of your face visible due to the small amount of lighting from the streetlamps, but in that moment he can only think about how beautiful you are
The same girl comes through our McHell drive thru almost four nights a week at like, 11:30. She's super sweet and she is always friendly and polite. My coworker has taken this to mean she's infatuated with him. So now I try to make sure I'm on window that time of night to spare her. She's clearly very uncomfortable when he talks to her. I don't know why she hasn't reported him. I know if I do it, everyone will find out and make fun of me.