Familiar (Jungkook x Halla)

8 | Nice Talk - H

After the auditions, I walked over to the closest coffee shop, and sat in one of the booths in the back of the shop. I didn't want to confront Yein yet, because I wasn't even sure what was going on. I sipped my caramel macchiato and lost myself into my train of thoughts.

"Halla?" I heard a voice awake me from my drift.

I looked up to see Jungkook, with a black designer mask as well as a red beanie on.

"Can I sit," he asked pointing to the seat in front of me. I nodded in response.

"Are you okay? You looked like you were troubled about something."

"No, just worried about the auditions." I lied a little but not completely. It was true I was worried about the auditions, but more about Yein.

He nodded in understanding and we both stayed silent for a while, looking down at our drinks. I wasn't too sure what to say since I wasn't exactly the most talkative person, but I could tell he came here for another reason too, because he also looked like he was deep in thought.

"It seems like I'm not the only one who is troubled about something." I said, voicing my thoughts.

He looked back up at me and chuckled softly.

"Seems so."

We sat quiet for another long while before he spoke again.

"Back in the screen room... you told Jimin hyung that playing the piano felt like you were remembering. What is that supposed to mean?"

Dang it. I didn't know how to respond since it was kind of a personal topic, and I had only met the guy yesterday.

I guess he sensed that, because he quickly added, "If you want to tell me that is."

Being me I was very relieved he said that, because I usually don't like telling other people about me or my problems, so it was great that he understood.

"Maybe some other time."

We sat in silence again, and I stirred my drink feeling uncomfortable with another presence there. Don't get me wrong, I do love quiet places, which is why I came to the coffee shop in the first place, but since someone I didn't know too well was sitting in front of me, it was awkward.

All of a sudden my phone vibrated indicating that I was getting a call. Once I saw Yein's name, I quickly flipped it over not wanting to communicate with her at this particular moment.

"Not going to respond?" Jungkook asked, finally looking up from his phone.

"Telemarketer probably. It was an unknown number."

I looked over to his keys that were sitting on the table, and saw some of his keychains. A lot of them looked like they were from countries he probably visited, and one that caught my eye was a silver ring. It looked a lot like a promise ring almost, but I couldn't see the details of it since it was on the opposite side of the table.

All of a sudden my head started to hurt as a flash of images ran through my head. I saw hands of another person open a black box that contained a silver ring inside. It was the exact same one. I tried looking up to see who's face it was, but as soon as I did everything disappeared. I pulled my hands that crawled its way up to the sides of my head as the hurting stopped down, but I was still breathing hardly.

I had no idea as to what that was, since I've only had this happen once before.

"Are you okay? What's wrong? Do you need to go to a doctor?" Jungkook asked me with concern in his eyes.

"No, it's okay...I'm fine." I said as I calmed myself and regained my composure.

I stared back at the ring that was on his keys.