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37.

2 months isn't that long time.

It is especially not a very long time when you are preoccupied with a million things to do in the waking hours. But it catches you at the most unexpected and unwanted times.

Sehee had been just sitting on one of the tables in her restaurant late that night. Having nothing to do and the love birds in the kitchen far too oblivious in their little bubble, she was just mindlessly scrolling through her phone.

In the last two months, Sehee had done her best not to think about Seokjin. She had agreed to this arrangement but it didn't mean she liked it. It left a bittersweet taste on her tongue.

The first few weeks, she had gone bat-shit crazy and started stalking Seokjin wherever possible on social media. Aera had to scream at her to make her realise that the way she was handling this was so completely wrong. She loved the man and he loved her. Then why should she stalk him like this when she could just call him.

And she had called him. She had told him how she missed him, how she missed talking to him and even though she understood that he couldn't contact her much, she could use a friend.

Seokjin, the kind, understanding and just a tad bit lonely soul he was, listened to her rant, listened to her crying and then going off like a bomb when she started talking about the thirst comments. He had gently made her calm down and told her that he had no control over what people thought or said about him, but at the end of the day, she was the only thing on his mind.

It had successfully silenced the hysteric woman, making her realise how stupid she was. After that, she had handled everything pretty much like the previous mature Sehee.

Though she missed him dearly, she also knew that he'd come back to her. He had promised as much and she believed in him. She believed in their love and the fates, which she had been cursing not long ago.

Strange how people change with time...

In these two months, Sehee had also started to notice things she had ignored for so long. For example, the billboards on every street or the music played in different shops. She had never cared much about k-pop but as she started noticing it after finding out about Seokjin, she realised, she was such a hermit.

A dumb hermit, who finally bought a television set just to watch her man performing on the large screen and the dramas and movies of course.
She finally understood how big of an influence the name, 'BTS' had and completely came to terms with what it meant to date a man like Kim Seokjin.

She was in deep shit but as long as Seokjin was by her side, she could take on anyone and everyone. Love was indeed powerful.

As she continued to scroll down to find a good, funny cat video, she saw a video with Seokjin on the thumbnail and with that, her longing hit her full force. It had been weeks since she had any type of contact with Seokjin.

The last conversation they had was about if he had been eating well and that too was interrupted by someone. Someone who got cursed a lot that day by the livid woman.

She closed the phone with a tired sigh, resting her head on the table. The business too, had been terrible today. What was more terrible, was the fact that Geonu and Youngmi were leaving early again. They wanted to have a late night date supposedly. If that didn't make her feel even more single...

As the clock started approaching midnight Sehee started cleaning up the shop. She had yet to clean the kitchen but the front needed to be done first.

She looked at the watch again. Five minutes to twelve. No one would come now. She flipped the sign to 'closed' and was about to lock the door when a tall man appeared infront of her.