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"Did chickens start flying?" Jin asked nonchalantly, as he took another bite of his lunch.
Yoongi raised his eyebrow and gave a sidelong glance to Jimin sitting to his side, "I don't think so."
The blonde paused in the middle of his meal and scowled at Yoongi, "What?"
"Nothing," Yoongi replied with a chuckle, "but why did you ask Jin?"
"Because of them sitting over there,"
Every one of the eyes moved from their table to Nyra's table except Namjoon's.
"What Am I seeing?" Jimin murmured wide-eyed.
"Do you have anything to say to us?" Yoongi turned to face Namjoon.
He paused his eating and replied without moving his eyes," "I'm least bothered. Keep me out of it."
The four men were taken aback by his attitude. He wasn't like this a few days ago when even the mention of her name would raise his eyebrows.
"All right, I'll go find out," Jimin took his food and strolled over to her table.
"Can I sit here?" he asked with a charming grin. Nyra's beamed at his sight.
"No!" exclaimed Jungkook.
Nyra chuckled. These men surely behave like a bunch of school boys. She hauled a seat near hers, "Please sit, Sir,"
As if the word Sir did something to Taehyung he stopped chewing his food and grumbled, "How come you call him Sir, and us by our names?"
"Look at you and then look at me," Jimin raised his collar while pushing his sleeves up.
"You are just short," Jungkook snapped.
"I am the Art Director, remember?"
"So, what?" Jungkook left his chopsticks on the table ready to argue, " We are also-"
"Guys! Guys! It's fine," Nyra hindered before they choose to punch one another "If you want I can designate you as Sir as well." she said in hushed tones trying to lessen their vexation if there was any.
The three men on the table smiled ear to ear hearing her words.
"No, no it's fine. You can call us anything you feel like," Taehyung was willing to surrender all his anger to her suavity. "Also, are you coming to the meeting after lunch?"
"Why won't she? It's about her-" Jimin paused as he let slip, "Oops!"
"It's about me?" Nyra inquired, raising her brows. "What is it about?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
*****
"Congratulations! Nyra. They were impressed with your presentation." Jin declared.
