1 Dream Come True?

"CHEERS!" The sparkling glasses clinked as the four hunky gentlemen gulped down their drinks and let out a gusty sigh as if they were well pleased with it while the heavy beats were playing in the background, grabbing all the non holy feet to step onto the rythm.

"Wow! This tastes amazing!" A not so beefy guy with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tatoos spoke with a grin on his face, making the other three striking men to nod in agreement.

"Indeed, David!" The other replied while trying to refill all the four glasses but was instantly stopped when he was about to fill the last one.

"No! I'm good!" Declared the man who was definitely standing out in this compact gang with his drop dead gorgeous looks. His face clearly showed lack of interest to be present in there.

"Oh come on Jordan! Set aside all your responsibilities have fun for once!" His friends suggested.

"I'm here just to keep our friendship alive!"

All his friends emptied their glasses within the span of time that Jordan had took to complete his sentence and now they were all tipsy. "Ow you are so mean!" The orange haired named Ady whined.

"You need to be a man tonight Jordan. I bet your drinking limit is more higher than that kiddo!" Miller stated with a playfull look. They made fun of him since he was the youngest among them but still they couldn't erase the fact that he was the mellow type.

Jordan Dean always topped the list of richest young businessmen on the screens while his other two friends, Ady and Miller continued the list and on the other side David was just a brotherly figure who wasn't much involved in business.

Unlike other rich spoiled brats Jordan was a pure gentleman. Even though he had cold aura he still believed that it was not the luxuries of a noble birth and money that mattered but rather how one treats his fellow people whether or not they show humility.

"Well, drinking is nothing but voluntarily making yourself mad for a period of time so I would rather stay away from proving my so called limit!" Jordan stated with a proud smirk.

"Oh my gooood he is making us feel sooo baaad!" Ady wined again, pretending he was hurt.

"Damn! Look at those girls whirling around" David changed the topic while eyeing the girls dancing on the ground floor while they watched it from the first.

"Stop drooling over girls bro now lets go home before you pass out and remember, my breakfast must be prepared by sharp 8am" Jordan chuckled and dragged David while bidding goodbye to his other two friends.

David had lost his family to a tragic accident which had took a toll on his mental health. Jordan was the only one who stood beside and encouraged him to persue his dream to open a restaurant with Jordan's investment. But David refused and instead suggested to work under him until he could make up some money to open the restaurant by his own. As much as Jordan wanted to help he still agreed.

..

Next Morning.

Jordan headed down the stairs with his formal attire. "Is my breakfast ready?"

"Almost done" David replied while arranging the plates.

"I don't like being late, especially on Mondays"

David scoffed at his remark. "Its not even 7:30 Mr.Jordan Dean!"

Jordan just tsked while taking his seat at the table. "Atleast put on a smile while serving!" These two always loved to mess around with eachother.

"A smile? You need to go get a girlfriend for smiles and kisses sir. Also I'm fed up with your rules! God bless this cold man with a girlfriend already! Amen!" David pretended to close his eyes and joined his hands together while praying, also not forgetting to slowly peek at Jordan, who was now amused by the elder's actions.

"Won't it make your day special? Huh?" David exclaimed with little excitement while Jordan was puzzled about why David was speaking about love out of the blue.

David was welcomed with jordan's glare "Yeah you wish! But I don't!"

Now it was time for the handsome chef to glare at the young one who was trying to avoid the conversation and was munching his breakfast as soon as possible to leave from there.

"What do you mean? Will you have me as the chef for your entire life? You should settle. Aren't you old already?" Jordan arced his brows at David's words and let out a chuckle.

"I don't think you should be the one talking about getting old! How about this? First you get yourself a girlfriend since you are older than me and then I will think about what you said" Jordan wiggled his brows, proud with his own comeback as it pressed the right buttons for David.

"Huh? Wait! Did you just call me old. Even though I am old atleast I don't have kinky daydreams like you do about meeting the 'one' ". Making fun of David wasn't a good idea because its impossible to win against him. Jordan already knew where this was going.

"Whatever! I'm not interested!" Jordan declared. The cold Jordan Dean was back and David was taken back but he wasn't finished yet, a playful smirk was playing on his lips.

"You declared that you don't have interest in all these things but your dairy says otherwise Mr.Jordan because it clearly states that you've got a kink for women in wedding dress! *chuckles* and also-" He was cut off by an embarrassed Jordan.

"I-I was probably drunk when I wrote that and you shouldn't read other's personal dairy without their consent!" Jordan was flustered as well as frustrated. He quickly made his way out and left for work ignoring David's blabbering.

While entering into his car he giggled at himself thinking how funny his daydreams sounded and he was so damn sure that they would just remain as fantasies. Thinking about what David said earlier suddenly a girl's face popped up in his head, resulting his lips to curl into a lovely smile and in no time he shook it off.

On the other side Mr.chef was proud of himself because for the first time in eight months he left Jordan speachless. David let out a sigh and left the kitchen to make a call.

...

Jordan was on the way to his work. He was silently driving, trying to avoid David's words that were repeatedly playing in his mind. He stopped at the red light while slowly tapping on his steering wheel, waiting it to turn green. Just as he was waiting he took a glance at his car's mirror and looked away but suddenly his attention was all drawn back towards the same mirror.

He blinked his eyes a few times just to make sure if what he was seeing was true or if it was just his imagination. He was surprised to see a white petite figure running towards the road where he had stopped. He observed it carefully, thats when he was more starstruck and his mind stopped working as he saw a beautiful girl in a flawless wedding gown.

Running towards him?

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