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wonwoo x reader (f) / g: meet cute, 90s au, fluff, strangers to lovers / wc: 4k / warnings: cursing, some nipple action, mingyu being a sl*t, / r: nc17
written for Now, That's 90s! collab, hosted by @beomcoups and I! ngI struggled not because I couldn't write this one, but because life is kicking my ass and I couldn't find the time to really sit and think through it... anyways it turned out pretty cute please read if you can <3
A drop of sweat rolled down from your forehead, you blew some air to your face but of course it was hot and it made you dizzy. “Is this thing even on?.” you shouted from the other corner of the shop, to your co-worker, Mingyu.
You stood under the AC trying to feel if there was actually cool air coming from it but you couldn’t feel but a weak wave of hot air over you.
“Yeah, that thing is better off.” Mingyu shouted back, where he was lining up tapes in the kids section. “By the way, could you help me check the return box? There’s some tapes missing here, they should be there.”
You waved out, going to the returns box at the entrance of the store. A few tapes were in, three Toy Story 2, one Tarzan and a copy of 10 Things I Hate About You along with two Armageddon at the bottom. You placed the movies on the counter as Mingyu was approaching you. “We need to rewind them first, all of them!” You say inspecting the tapes, “Geez, why do they never do it?.”
Mingyu laughs and shakes his head. “The sign even says “Please” on it, right?.” He taps the hardcover of the vhs box, where “Please rewind before returning” signs reads on it.
“And it's so hot to be in the rewind room!.” you nag once more, taking the tapes with both arms and dragging your feet to the back of the store and rewind the tapes before someone comes looking for them. Mingyu returns to his previous spot on the kids section, not without laughing at you first.
Despite the whole minute that it took you to get there, you are now placing the tapes into the machine, leaving the door open so some of the air could get in, the small and dark room feels suffocating just by being two steps inside it. In the speakers of the store, the faint sound of Genie In a Bottle plays on and you start humming, partly because you have the song stuck in your head thanks to Mingyu playing the cd over and over when he is on shift, and because it somehow helps the task be a little less tedious.
While on it, you hear the bells ringing meaning a customer has come to the store. You peek out to see a familiar tall figure enter, waving his way in walking directly towards the back where Mingyu was at the kids section.
“Hey!” you heard the guy saying until he disappeared from your line of sight. You tried to peek out more but it won’t be possible without you stepping out of the room, so you hurried up the process to get another glance before he’s out.
In the month you have been working there, you have seen this guy come in at least once a week. You were sure he was Mingyu’s friend as he always walked directly towards him or looked for him especially after picking up some tapes. The past times he had come with you on shift without Mingyu, you had the bad luck of always doing something like rewinding tapes or in the bathroom, never getting the chance to even greet him when he entered the store.
One thing for sure, he was cute as hell. Cat like eyes and thin defined lips, huge black frames on his face, making it look smaller. And you noticed only by getting little glimpses of him, as he was always in a rush or something, never staying more than five minutes. You thought of asking Mingyu who he was but decided not to as you were still new in the store and even if you liked and had fun working with him, Mingyu has proven to be the teasing type, and he wouldn’t let you work in peace if you dare asking him about this other guy.
Just as you were cursing at Armageddon for rewinding so slowly, you heard them saying goodbyes and the chiming doorbell announcing he was out.
With a sigh you rolled your eyes and finished your task without hurry, hoping the cat boy would come back soon and you were luckily enough to be on the counter to greet him.
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Today was a Monday, and the week promised to be a quiet one. Not many new releases came to the store yet so customers wandered a little bit before getting out, or just asking when would you stock Sleepy Hollow or why you had so few copies of The Sixth Sense. You tried your best to give every customer a smile at the beginning but after a month of getting the same questions over and over, you just shrugged and advised people to come back later, and maybe the previous customer had brought it back by then.
Mingyu was way better with customers, both girls and guys. ‘I’ll get it ready and rewinded this afternoon for you’ he said with a wink to a middle aged lady, who shamelessly smiled and flirted with him while her kid smudged chocolate from the bar he was eating on a copy of Inspector Gadget.
“Great, now I have to clean that.” you glared at Mingyu as he saved the piece of paper with the woman’s number on his back pocket once she and the chocolate kid were gone. “I swear to God I’ve seen her come in with her husband.” you arch your eyebrows at him.
“That doesn’t seem like a me problem.” He shot gun fingers at you and got back to his task on the counter, where a few other ladies waited for him.
You chuckled and started spraying windex on Mathew Broderick’s face covered in chocolate, laughing at how Mingyu flirted shamelessly with every single one of them, all at once, but they didn’t seem to mind.
Once good ol’ Mathew’s face was clean you left the tape back on the shelf, when you heard the bell ring. “Y/n, can you help?” Mingyu hurried to tell you, he was now surrounded by the women as he showed them a copy of Between Your Legs animatedly. “This one is from our exclusive foreign section, so exotic! And the plot is fascinating…” He looked at the ceiling and the ladies followed.
You shook your head and got up from where you were squatting, seeing the tall figure of cat-boy coming through the door. He looked at the commotion on the counter and figured out Mingyu was busy at the moment. He hesitated for a second before turning back ready to head out when you sprinted towards him, shouting “HI!! WELCOME IN!” maybe a little too enthusiastically.
“H-hi,” he said back, a little startled by your shouting. Mingyu also looked up to you for a moment, but he was quickly back to answering curious questions from his little fan club. “Uhm, I’ll be back later when-”
“No! Please, I know Mingyu usually helps you out but please tell me what can I do for you?,” you smiled with pressed lips and your voice two tones higher than how you usually speak, but you couldn’t help it. Seeing him in front of you confirmed your suspicions, he was stupidly handsome, freakingly hot even behind those thick square glasses. His hoodie smells like coffee and the cap he was wearing backwards made the earring on his left ear seem more dangly.
“I really would prefer to wait for Mingyu…”
“Nonsense!” you guided him towards a free counter next to where Mingyu and his harem were discussing Between Your Legs, quickly putting some space between you two before you would get inappropriately close and start sniffing his sweater, your eyes shining brightly as you spotted cat hairs on them.
God he is so hot for a nerd!!!
“So, what can I do for you today, I’m Y/n by the way,” you smiled again and you could swear you creeped him out by the way he started sweating. It was hot as hell inside but still, his ears turned red and the tapes he was carrying under his arm were starting to slip from his grip. He quickly put them in the pocket of his hoodie, smiling awkwardly and glancing at Mingyu behind his frames.
You glanced at Mingyu too, who began chuckling, losing for a moment his track on the plot of the movie he was explaining.
“Are you going to return those?” you extended your hand but he stood still, tapes still packed into his hoodie. “No?,” you asked again. He opened his mouth briefly but smacked his lips loudly looking at the ceiling.
He looked at Mingyu and his expression changed from mortified to annoyed. He bit his cheek and took a deep breath before taking out the tapes and laying them one on top of another before you.
Night of the Giving Head, A Beautiful Behind, Yank my Doodle! It's a Dandy!, and Throbin Hood laid on the counter before you.
There was a few seconds of silence, only broken up by Mingyu’s suppressed wheeze. You cleared your throat lightly, taking the tapes and checking if they were rewinded. “Oh a rewinder, that’s unusual!” you chuckled dryly not really knowing how to break the wall of ice that suddenly appeared in front of you.
“I didn’t watch them,” He cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact. “That’s why they are- anyway.” He sighed and stopped, releasing it seemed like he was making up excuses for not one in particular.
“You don’t have to explain,” You tried to sound friendly and not make a big deal, but you had so many questions and this selection was the last thing you expected to see him with. “We are a judging free video store,” the words coming out mechanically as you remembered the training video Mingyu played for you once on your first day.
“Yeah…It’s not… Can we please get this over with quickly?,” He returned to his mortified expression and you nodded quickly annotating the returns on the logbook. “Thanks,” He smiled awkwardly at you before tapping the counter once, glancing quickly at Mingyu one more time before sprinting out.
“He’s going to murder me, but oh god, it was worth it!”
Mingyu was now smiling ear to ear, waving goodbye to the last girl that visited the shop for the day, her phone number written on his palm. “I got no more sticky notes left,” he said before sticking his hand out to her.
“Yeah that was… I didn’t even know we had these.” you were sweeping the floors as the store was about to close, keeping yourself busy for the rest of the day still thinking about the Night of The Giving Head cover inside your mind. “Wait, he’s your friend, does he only watch porn?.”
Mingyu laughed loudly, helping you out by taking the trash bags out of the bins and emptied them in one big plastic bag. “Maybe, why do you ask?” he arched his eyebrows at you.
“No reason, it was just- he doesn’t look like the porn addict type.”
Mingyu laughed louder. “Wait till I tell him you think he’s a porn addict!” He collected the dust you were sweeping onto the plastic bag, making a knot and throwing it on his shoulders.
“Wait! Why would you tell him that?!”
“No reason…” he smirked, walking outside to take out the trash.
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The next week the store got busier than usual, so Mingyu and you barely got to chat with each other about cat-boy or anything really. He had also switched shifts to train a new employee, a younger guy, probably a highschooler, who he spent most of the time in the mornings, leaving you alone to take care of the closing shift.
Saturday came quickly, and you were alone in the shop. Lights were almost all out, and you were finishing stocking some new tapes that came that afternoon, the last task before officially closing.
Somehow the humid air was insufferable even by night time, so you were sweating bullets over the thick fabric of your uniform shirt. You couldn’t believe they made you wear this in this hot weather, but alas, you were transpiring and melting under it.
As you finished putting the tapes on their respective shelfs, you walked towards the bathroom where you had a spare shirt, not before turning the volume of the radio a little, you played music a lot in the shop and the customers seemed to like your taste more like Mingyu’s.
Once there, humming to Bills Bills Bills, you were looking for your spare shirt when you noticed you it wasn’t there. “What the-?” you cursed under your breath, sure you had one hanging on the stall reserved for staff. One glance at the sweaty uniform shirt you just took off and you knew you won’t be wearing that again. “Come on, I already put roll-on….” you whined. Then you remembered there were a couple of uniform shirts in the lockers, maybe too big for you but that would do for today and you will return them tomorrow.
And so you were signing,
Can you pay my telephone bills?,
Can you pay my automo’ bills?
If you did, maybe we could chill….
When suddenly the tall figure of cat-boy appeared in front of you right by the counter. He stared. And you stared back. And his eyes stayed on your face for a a few seconds, but they quickly drifted a little down, on your lace see through bra, nonetheless.
“What the fuck?!” you shouted, sprinting towards the locker room.
“Im sorry! I knocked, and the lights were on…. I thought…” you could hear him speak but there was a high ringing pitch in your ears that made his voice fade away as you took one of the spare uniform shirts and slipped in over your head. “The fuck you needed to wear a see through one today, huh?!” you covered your face with both palms.
“I’m sorry… I better go…”
You heard footsteps and shouted “No!” back but when you were out you could only see his back walk out the door.
You blew raspberries, feeling insufferably hot under the hot fabric of the oversized uniform shirt, that covered you like a circus carp. “Too much for our second encounter, cat-boy.”
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The next day you got to the store a little early, trying to catch Mingyu before he left for the day, and to your surprise, he was waiting for you.
“A nipple piercing!”
“Good afternoon to you too!” you sighed, walking towards the locker room with Mingyu’s tail wagging at your ankles. “And how could he notice that?! It was dark!” you threw your backpack at your locker, huffing and puffing, ignoring Mingyu’s curious eyes.
“I guess he was really paying attention,” he teased. You shot him a glare and he raised his arms signaling peace. “Hey, don’t be mad that he told me, I’m his best friend and well, he actually came looking for you, how could he know you liked walking around the store naked when you were on shift alone?”
“I-wasn’t-naked.” you slapped the locker room shut. “Wait… he came looking out for me?”
Mingyu wiggled his eyebrows in response.
“Tell me everything, or else.”
“He likes you, duh.” Mingyu moved toward his locker, pretending to roam for something but you knew there wasn’t anything there. “He has had his eyes on you, since the first day he saw you working here.”
“But why hasn't he talked to me? He always comes in and it’s gone in a second.”
Mingyu clicked his tongue. “He had a bad break up two years ago, and honestly he’s pretty shy, maybe that’s why we are such good friends, we balance each other…” you crossed your arms signaling he was deviating from the topic. “... So he wasn’t sure how to approach you, he has been coming here asking me to be a wingman but I refused, I was trying to encourage him so I told him you were going to be alone yesterday.”
You sighed, walking out the locker room with Mingyu behind you, ready to get off.
“Want me to tell W-”
“NOO!” you shouted, making the couple of customers in the store turn their heads at you. “Don’t tell me his name, I want him to tell me when he finally comes and talks to me.”
Mingyu chuckled and nodded, messing your head a little in sign of encouragement. “Get him, tiger. I’ll pass the note out.” He winked and you shrugged as he walked out the store.
Needless to say, all the way to the evening your stomach was swirling inside you. You jumped a little every time the doorbell chimed, and it sank back to your stomach everytime cat-boy wasn’t the one entering.
It was almost seven and you were waving goodbye to the last customer of the day before you changed the sign from open to closed, when you heard the bell one more time.
The couple of teens walked past cat-boy as he entered the store and they walked out. You could hear loud stomps inside your chest, and you were pretty sure they were so loud he could hear them too. You looked at the mirror wall to your left, and despite being a few feet away you could spot the newest shades of red adorning your face.
As he walked closer, you smiled shyly, spotting the same color on him too.
“Hey,” he waved so tiny that you felt like your body was becoming butter, cause despite standing up, you felt melted, all over the floor.
“Hi,” you replied back, not knowing what to say really. Dissociating a little from the awkwardness you focused on him. All of him. His fluffy hair, not hiding under a cap this time. The black thick frames. He was wearing a black sweater, a turtle neck one. Few noticeable white hairs on it. You remembered marshmallow, your cat, and smiled without noticing.
“Y/n,?” you heard his voice crack, noticing you smiling.
“Sorry! Seeing the cat hair on your sweater reminded me of mine.”
“You have cats?” his eyes became a little bigger. “Me too!”
“Yeah.. I can tell by the cat hair,” you chuckled.
“Right…” he scratched the back of his head. “Well I have a couple.. A few.”
“I love cats! I only have marshmallow because my landlord doesn’t let me have more, but one day I will!” you were glad you mentioned the cat hair cause this gave you a shot to talk more comfortably. “By the way, did Mingyu tell you my name?”
“I asked him, the first day I saw you here working.”
“Not fair, I didn't let him tell me yours.”
“Huh?” He arched his eyebrows, puzzled.
“He told me you came looking for me yesterday… Sorry you find me like that, I swear I don’t usually walk around naked when I’m alone here…”
He laughed. “Mingyu told me you probably did.”
You scoffed. “He’s the whore not I.”
“Can’t defend him from that,” He lowered his head a little, “Sorry I told him about your… well I was frantic after seeing you like that and ran straight to his dorm, I was too shocked I guess, I wasn’t trying to be a creep.”
“And what about the pornos? Night of the Giving Head, seriously?”
“That was Mingyu! He dropped them at my dorm the night before telling me I should distract myself from being a coward and not talk to you…” He speaked fast and you were trying to follow up. “I swear I didn’t watched them, I tried, but they were too tacky”
“There’s tasteful porn?” you laughed.
“There should be… somewhere” he laughed back.
“Bet the bastard wanted you to return them so I could catch you myself!”
“He a hundred percent did.”
There was a moment of silence after the laugh, and you felt like staring at the floor because looking at him was becoming addicting too quickly.
“Want me to help you close? I want you to walk out with me for a while, maybe get some coffee?” He suddenly speaks, and you snap out of the mental image of you two sitting on your couch, a few cats around.
“Uh- well I just need to take out the trash and I’m ready, I- would love that,” He smiles from ear to ear and stands straight, making you notice he’s like, really really tall.
“I’ll help you with that, be ready when I come back!” He sprinted towards the entrance where the two plastic bags laid one beside the other and took them out. You run towards the bathroom as soon as he’s out, changing your ugly uniform shirt into your spare one, feeling relieved when you notice is there this time. After putting roll on, combing your hair a little and putting some perfume you walk out, finding him waiting for you near the entrance.
He asks if he can wash his hands and once that’s done you close up, and you start walking beside him to nowhere in particular.
You suggest walking to your recent favorite spot, a part cafe, part flower shop near your apartment. Walking there you talk about your studies, the tedious but fun times at the video store, his job at the library (he was such a nerd!), his and your cat, about everything and nothing in particular, and time just flew by so quickly.
“This is so nice, I didn’t even notice the hour!” you say checking the casio watch on your wrist. And he does the same.
“Let me walk you home, I would feel bad by letting you take a cab at this hour.”
“It’s not far away…” you object but he insists. “Fine, but just by the door, what if you are indeed a creep or something!” He pouts and gives you the stink eye. You laughed, delighted how quickly you became comfortable with each other.
Once at your door you ask him to give you his palm. “I learned this trick from our dear Gyu,” you say, taking out a sharpie pen from your backpack and writing your number on his palm. “There, call me as soon as you get home, I’m not done talking to you.”
You thanked him for the coffee and sprinted towards your complex door without letting him say anything else.
A quarter to eleven, your phone starts ringing.
Grabbing the cordless phone from its base and throwing yourself over your bed you answer. “Hello?,”
“I was about to tell you my name and ask you on a proper date,” you heard his shaky voice from the other line. He must have literally run or sprinted towards his own apartment. “But you ran away.”
You smiled, twirling your hair, eyes closed remembering every moment since you closed the video store a few hours ago.
“Y/n?,”
“Not yet cat-boy, I want you to tell me only after you first kiss me.” A few moments of silence before he speaks again, you can’t see him but you know he’s smiling too.
“Deal, then I won’t be cat-boy much longer.”
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The Fraggle Rock Story Ch. 9
Chapter Nine: Dream Walking
“Welcome back to Noir Natterday on Sidebottom Classic Dreams. In this next film, Red Headed Fraggle, a young fraggle on the run from the law finds love when he least expects it.”
“Oh God,” thought Boober. “Not again.”
“Now you listen to me, Boobie-boy,” said Sidebottom, “Do you want to sleep and have a silly little dream or wake up and face the horrors of the real world?” Boober grunted. “That’s what I thought! Roll the film, Louie!”
For the next hour, Boober was cast all over a great city, running from some policemen who thought he had killed a man. He covered his face in bandages and hid out at a nightclub. One of the singers (played by Wembley, of course,) took pity upon him and hid Boober in his dressing room. Eventually, a strong bond grew between them, one that resulted in romantic love. But Boober felt tortured. The narrow confines of the dressing room caused him to go a little mad, and believe that he had indeed murdered. Each night, when the handsome singer wasn’t there to distract him from his guilt, he would lie in Wembley’s wardrobe, shuddering, reliving the crime scene he had never witnessed in his mind a thousand times.
One day Wembley came into the room looking more bewitching than ever. “Let me take off those bandages,” he said, “I want to see just how handsome you really are.”
“Oh, please don’t do that,” said Boober. “You don’t want to see a murderer’s face, handsome or not.”
“Boober, we’ve been over this a thousand times,” said Wembley. “You were at the department store looking over the new washing machines. You were nowhere near the scene of the crime. They can’t frame you from a lock of red hair. I don’t know who’s put you up to this, or who really killed Marlon, but at least we know you’re innocent.”
“I don’t.”
“Well, I do,” said Wembley, pulling him close and tenderly taking the bandages off. “And anyhow, I’m getting sick of making out with a whole lot of gauze. There--” he said, then paused. “Goodness gracious, you’re even better looking than I thought.”
Well, after a moment like that, what could happen but a long, smoldering kiss? Unfortunately for Boober, who was beginning to realize that this dream was probably unattainable, Sidebottom enjoyed this part a little too much. “Let’s see that again!” he said, and Boober felt the scene rewind.
“Goodness gracious, you’re even better looking than I thought,” said Wembley. The entire kiss was repeated again, Boober made to endure every blissful second.
“Beautiful,” Sidebottom said, “Just beautiful!” He rewound the scene again.
“Now, really, Sidebottom,” said Boober as the scene rewound, “Isn’t this a bit too much?”
“Oh, don’t mind me,” said Sidebottom. “I’m just making up for lost time.”
“But I want to find out who the real murderer was,” said Boober.
“Ok, fine. Just one more time and that’s it, I promise.”
The kiss finally finished. Suddenly, footsteps were heard. “Quick, Boober! Hide in the wardrobe!” said Wembley. Boober did as instructed, and just in time. Red came through the door a second later.
“Oh, Inspector Red!” said Wembley. “I wasn’t inspecting—expecting you!”
“I just dropped in because I—do you mind if I smoke?”
“No, go ahead.”
“Terrible habit, smoking doozer sticks—but I just can’t quit it, you know.”
“It’s really okay,” said Wembley.
“You should smell what my girlfriend smokes—my gracious!” said Red, spotting a hair on the floor. “A red hair, just like mine—heh, heh! Well! Wouldn’t ya know it, we’ve been looking for someone with hair just about this length. You know, the guy who bumped off Marlon.”
“Heh heh heh! Oh, really? Well, you know, a lot of people come through this dressing room, and--”
“Oh, I’m sure it’s just a silly coincidence,” said Red. “Say, are those bandages in your trash can?”
“Uh… Yeah.”
“Well, wouldn’t you know it? The guy we’re looking for was last seen buying a roll of bandages. Probably to cover his face, make people think he was playing Invisible Man like a silly little kid. Well, Wembley, the evidence is stacked against you. I believe the suspect is in this room.”
“But I bought the bandages because I hurt my leg!”
“You weren’t wearing them when you sang tonight. Or last night. Or the night before. You know, I love jazz. Great music. Come here every night, you’re a—fantastic singer.”
“Well, thank you. But he’s not in this room.”
“Ok, ok, he’s not in this room. Fine. Do you mind if I hang up my coat in your wardrobe? It’s damn hot in here.”
“Why do you need to hang your coat up in my wardrobe? You’re just trying to get around a warrant!” Red simpered.
“Ok, you got me,” said Red. “I got a little bit hasty. Don’t have a warrant yet.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I’ll just step out and I’ll have one in an hour or so. At least now I know you’ve been harboring a fugitive in your dresser.” She left.
After about five minutes, Wembley got Boober out of the wardrobe and ran with him down a hallway and out of the nightclub. In front of them was a car made out of a huge cucumber.
“Get in,” said Wembley. “I ain’t abandoning you now, Boober. You’re too cute for that. I’ll see that you get out of this situation alive if it kills me.”
Boober got in the car, but a curious thing happened. Wembley started yelling “Boober! Boober! Wake up!”
“Wake up, Boober!” cried Wembley on the other side of the dream. “Help me!”
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Drawing from extensive industry experience, we can confidently assert that Nonwoven Rewinders are indispensable for any business involved in nonwoven materials. Their ability to improve efficiency, maintain quality, and reduce costs makes them a valuable asset.
FAQs
Q: Are Nonwoven Rewinders suitable for small-scale businesses? A: Yes, there are models designed for small-scale operations, offering cost-effective solutions.
Q: Can Nonwoven Rewinders handle delicate nonwoven materials? A: Absolutely, advanced models come with precision control to handle delicate materials.
Q: What maintenance is required for Nonwoven Rewinders? A: Regular cleaning and servicing are necessary to ensure optimal performance.
Q: Are there safety precautions for operating Nonwoven Rewinders? A: Yes, operators should receive training and follow safety guidelines to prevent accidents.
Q: Do Nonwoven Rewinders come with warranties? A: Many reputable manufacturers offer warranties, ensuring peace of mind for buyers.
Q: Where can I purchase quality Nonwoven Rewinders? A: Reputable suppliers and manufacturers offer a range of options, and online research can help you find the right one.
Conclusion
Nonwoven Rewinders are the unsung heroes of industries reliant on nonwoven materials. Their ability to enhance efficiency, ensure quality, and reduce costs makes them indispensable. Whether you're in textiles, healthcare, or packaging, Nonwoven Rewinders are your ticket to improved productivity and superior product quality.
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