changbin was the waiter of the bakery you always went to. you always admired him, wondering how his arms would be around you.

one day, you were at the bakery ordering at the balcony, when you were walking back to your usual table, you stumbled across something and you thought you were going to fall down and humiliate yourself but luckily, a pair of muscular arms held you before you could fall. ”are you okay, ma’am..?”