Chapter 13
PARK SOOHYUNUnknown Number
Hey
This is Jungkook
I got your new number from Tae
I will delete this of course if you're uncomfortable
So yeah
I just wanna personally invite you out for a drink
To catch up you know
If that's fine with you
And oh, don't worry
We've got Tae and Dr. Nam Jiwon joining us tonight
Please text me back if everything's good
Have a great day
Hi
Yeah it's okay
Oh hey didn't expect you'd reply but thank you :)
Will wait for you later
Ok
Happy lunch break
Taehyung
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You gave your best friend my number
we're cool but I don't trust this yet
Just so you know
Then why did you accept his invite?
Lol
Both of you are idiots
Anyway see you later
. . .
By the time we met outside the hospital, pretty much everyone looked jaded. Like the day beat us up and there was no energy left for us to smile. Jungkook and Taehyung quickly introduced Dr. Nam Jiwon to me and we told them we met each other a few times already and she said she couldn't wait to talk to me properly. We didn't talk much after that and only exchanged a few nods before each one of us drove to Nite Life except Taehyung who had to get in Jungkook's car. Everything didn't feel weird until we all sat down at the table and started to talk over the drinks we had ordered. Taehyung found a seat next to me while the two sat comfortably across from us.
With my first sip I wondered if this was wrong. It was awkward at first but I thought it could be just on my part, and for a brief time no one spoke, just the noise of chatters and music drifting in the air that made the inexplicably discomfort fade away.
One of us initiated a light conversation afterwards, mostly about work. It was hard to ignore Jungkook who was struggling to find the best sitting position he could get comfortable with, all the while focusing on his beer. Jiwon commented that he should talk but only returned a chuckle when Jungkook explained that there was nothing interesting about his day.
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