Gone days || reader x mingyu ||

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Mingyu grabs a chair to the other side of him and invites her to take a seat

She's the client. The client wasn't a guy; it was Jeongyeon.

Mingyu and her proceeded to talk for a few minutes, talking and laughing about work things, and you had to entertain yourself with the pattern in the tablecloth in front of you. you let out a slight cough, which makes Jeongyeon look behind Mingyu and see you

she gasps

-I didn't see you there; I'm so sorry, my name is Jeongyeon-

-Hello, I'm y/n, I'm Mingyu's girlfri- you start saying since Mingyu told you that you needed to make everyone think you two were dating

Mingyu coughs loudly and interrupts you

-Girlfriend, as in girl that is a friend! She's a great friend for accepting to come here with me when I had no one else to bring- he says, and Jeongyeon looks concerned at him

somehow, Mingyu's words pained you

-You had no one? oh no- she says and touches Mingyu's arm

-Yes, I know. it gets lonely sometimes, you know?- he says and looks at Jeongyeon with a sad face

The two keep going with the conversation about work things and personal anecdotes, laughing and flirting with each other. You felt left out

you roll your eyes and leave to the open bar at the back of the room

You sit in the first tool you see, every stool at the bar is available since everyone is seated at the table, talking comfortably with their colleagues and partners.

Since it was a formal dinner, and you didn't want to get drunk in such a formal setting, you ask for a soda.

The guy is preparing it and doesn't break eye contact with you for more than a couple of seconds to find a thing here and there. When he walks over to you to give you your drink, he smiles

He was wearing a suit, it didn't look as high-end as the ones in the party, but he looked nice regardless. You could tell his hair was freshly cut, not more than a week, and it was styled nicely.

-Why are you here sitting in my humble bar area instead of over there with the expensive coat men?- he asks and cleans the bar before turning back to you

-The person I came with forgot of my existence- you sigh

-So you came as one of those "look good" tag alongs?- he asks

-A what?- you ask, confused at the term, it was your first time hearing that.

-A "look good" tag along, it's someone the guest brings as their plus one, they tell everyone that they're dating and the purpose of the look good tag along is to charm the friend's superiors and make the friend look good- he says without hesitation, and you're impressed

-Trust me, they happen more often than you think, and I bet there are more here other than you- he says, grabbing a cup that he had just washed, and he dries it with a cloth

-I had no idea- you laugh

-It's a thing only the people in my kind of job know. Once you are in this job for years, it comes naturally. You learn how to read the guests of a party since it's the only way to be entertained when no one comes by- he says and spreads his arms wide as if showing that the entire room is his.

-that's impressive, not going to lie- you smile in approval, and the guy smiles again

-By your sad face, and judging how you're here talking to the bartender, I would guess that you felt left out by your friend and decided to come here, and every second you're here, you feel more disappointed that he doesn't come here to drag you back with him since it might mean he doesn't notice your absence and you think that you shouldn't have come in the first place- he says in such fluency you can't help but be legitimately amazed