Jungwon's Creamery

@Bang Chan "There's been one new customer that has been around lately, he looks like a kid though, and a pretty innocent one at that." She admitted with a slight shrug while motioning towards a boy with a mop of brown hair atop his head that was sitting on a chair in the outdoor seating area.

"He's quiet, polite, doesn't talk to anyone." She said, going back to tidying up the cash space so as not to look suspicious to other customers milling about.

That being said, Jaehyun barely took up the space on his chair, his fingers gripping his mug with both hands, lips blowing softly on the steam billowing from his warm hot chocolate. He was enjoying the freedom of being allowed out. It was a rare occurrence, but the customers were complaining that he was too skinny, and lifeless. Jaehyun honestly thought that's what they wanted, a doll to toss around. The leaders had grumbled when they found out, thinking that's what was wanted but they also agreed that seducing the ers would require someone with a little more polish, which Jaehyun did not have. His skin was pale from lack of sunlight, his bones almost seemingly poking out of his skin with how taut it was. So they instructed Jaehyun to gain weight however he could, that instruction came with an allowance of two hours of freedom, to just eat.

Jaehyun had never had this much control or power over himself. He could pick what he wanted, go where he wanted, they even gave him a company card, albeit to track how much he spent but to him, this was the life.
Sighing contently, he took another sip of his drink, and closed his eyes.

@Myung Jaehyun As Chan entered the creamery, the cool air and the sweet scent of freshly baked goods hit him, a stark contrast to the sweltering heat outside. The creamery was a cozy place, filled with the soft hum of conversation and the occasional clinking of coffee cups against saucers. Families and friends gathered around tables, enjoying their treats, seemingly worlds away from the gritty reality of the streets Chan patrolled.

Chan approached the counter, where a young woman in a pastel uniform greeted him with a smile. “Good afternoon, sir! What can I get for you today?” she asked, her voice cheerful and welcoming.

“Actually, I’m not here for ice cream or pastries,” Chan replied, flashing his badge discreetly. “I’m Officer Chan, and I’m hoping you might be able to help me with something.”

The woman’s smile faltered slightly, replaced with a look of concern. “Is everything okay?”

“I’m looking for information about some recent drug activity in the area,” Chan said, lowering his voice to avoid drawing too much attention. “Have you noticed anything unusual? Any new faces hanging around, or any odd behavior from your customers?”

@Yoon Keeho At being spoken to in a voice that was not that of his regular employees, Jungwon turned around in a quick move, finger close to the gun in his front apron pocket only to quickly come to a stop, hands smoothing over the apron in an attempt to look unflustered.
"They sent you?" He asked in a tone that he worried was condescending but , what were they thinking? They literally sent him the person he was baking for. Jungwon was with surprises. Groaning internally, he grabbed a light blue apron and walked to Keeho with a determined look on his face.
"If you're helping in my kitchen, you wear what I put on you, understood?" He said in a voice he hoped sounded boss-like. The issue he was having internally at the moment was that he knew the man was attractive, exceptionally so, and he was faced with him at this moment, so he wanted to seem professional, on point, confident in what he was doing even though he still had no idea what the hell to make him.
"There is a specific reason for this party, unfortunately, though it's on a need-to-know basis for the moment, and I am in the know. So do as I say and then you'll get to enjoy yourself." He said after clearing his throat, he lead Keeho towards one of his prep areas, and showed him some of the basic items. "This is the mixing bowl, you're going to put all the prepped ingredients in there when I tell you to, okay?" He stood beside Keeho and could feel the body heat radiating off the man's body, god, could someone hit him so he'd be less aware of the man?
"You are going to combine all the wet ingredients into the bowl first, okay? Show me how you do it."

@Yang Jungwon K eeho woke up after being fully rested after the crazy weekend he’s had. Not only did he have to did a huge delivery in a foreign place to him but he also did it by himself. The delivery was in a place he wasn’t quite familiar with and most likely had never been but it needed to be done and the others were busy. This job was originally intended for both a drug dealer and a runner to be present but the trade was pressed for time and Keeho had volunteered to do it on his own. As scary as this was going to be for him, he was so clise to being promoted and hopefully this would prove to his superiors that was ready for promotion.
Usually working as a runner means blending in with the environment in order to make deliveries safely without drawing attention to oneself meanwhile drug dealers , who are a position ahead, would even going as far as to wear a uniform or drive trucks disguised as known delivery services when making a deal or exchanging good. Some dealers have assigned runners tag along but the times he had were few.
The people he was delivering to were very dangerous butchers known for their unique but obvious ways of making people “disappear” when crossed. He double checked the inventory on the truck and made his way over but once the transaction was to be made, 2 packets were missing. He had assured them that went over the list twice and they just accused him of being incompetent and a scammer as he was getting punched and beaten. He would have defended himself but it’s never wise to against the client especially when in the wrong.
After hitting the ground from one of the blows he noticed something or more like someone trying to sneak away with the drugs and quickly pointed it they clients, soon all the attention were on the thieves who had managed to take some from the truck while Keeho was doing paperwork which proved him innocent. It was normal for thieves to try and steal during transactions which does get people killed, as an apology, Keeho got extra money as tip.
He really didn’t speak to anyone since he had returned except for notifying his supervisor that the delivery was a success. He woke up to message stating that there would be a party for someone later on and to head to Jungwon’s Creamery to help with the menu.
Keeho walked in into the creamery and look around for Jungwon before finding him in the back. He smiled soft as he greeted him, “Hey um, they the sent me here to help with menu, I tried to ask what the catering was for but no one would tell me, I swear they’re just looking for a dumb excuse to throw a party,” he chuckled softly to himself feeling a bit nervous interacting with such a cute guy and who could blame him, he had always seen him around but never got the chance to speak with him.

@Yoon Keeho It was Monday, generally considered the worst day of the week for most people in any workforce, but for Jungwon the sun was shining brightly through the window and his speakers lightly played his 2024 Sad Boy playlist. He couldn't help it, he liked what he liked, which was usually pain. The other guys thought him peculiar, a well-off young man who had the means and the intelligence to excel in an Ivy League university. He was offered no more than a minimum of seven scholarships, but, he couldn't help himself there he didn't feel like he could reach his full potential. Besides, what mixed better than chemistry and baking? His two favorite loves. They always said that baking is a science but when you're also lacing it with lethal drugs, well, he was a mastermind at what he did. Which is why when he joined the drug trade at the age of 16 it was selling minor drugs outside of his school which transformed one day when he brought in a batch of chocolate chip muffins for the other men. Jungwon could admit it, he was a little attention-hungry, always complimenting, and doing things for others, with this sweet sugary smile on his face that he always topped with something delicious for them to eat. Thus, he got named the Muffin Man, along with a pretty nice promotion to the head chef as well as master pastry chemist. He sold his goods unlaced for a pretty profit for the organization on the side, while also running the real hustle out back. Today was a very special day though, today Keeho was coming back. He was just finishing up a run that was a little more dangerous than usual but he heard through the grapevine that he did phenomenally, so as celebrations go, Jungwon was in charge of the food. He knew the man vaguely, had run across him a few times, the things that stood out for him, he was exceptionally attractive, like exceptionally, what did his mother eat when she was pregnant with him? That was beside the point, the main point was, Jungwon didn't know what the hell to make this man that would impress him.