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Chapter 8: Date & Family Dinner

Jung Haneul's POV

The hot steam of my cup of cappuccino caressed the skin around my mouth and nose as I gently inhaled its aroma. A gentle smile then formed on my lips before I took a sip and moaned in delight, tasting the sweet coffee when it coated my taste buds.

Namjoon giggled which made me look at him after placing down my drink. He placed his elbow on the table and propped his chin on the palm of his hands with a warm smile on his pink lips.

"Why do you always do that?" He asked, pertaining to my habit of always smelling my coffee before I drink it.

"I love the smell of coffee," I answered and imitated him, also placing my chin on the palm of my hand, and stared at his face carefully. "I still don't recall seeing you here even before we met." I told him honestly.

He had mentioned that he had already seen me here before we even became neighbors. I tried to recall but really have nothing to dig inside my memory. There's not a single thing of familiarity but I'm not surprised. I don't pay attention to people's faces when I am in my own world.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Don't think about it too much," he said and pulled away from his current position, leaning his back on the chair and getting his fork to slice a smaller piece of his Tiramisu.

"This is nice. We should do this more often," I sighed, the feeling of relaxation conquering every bit of my muscles. The faint sound of jazz music being played in the speakers of the shop, the coffee aroma, and having the person that I like with me is something that I never thought that I'd want to experience once I get the taste of it. It had always been the first two ㅡ coffee and the faint sound of jazz music.

Namjoon sliced another smaller piece of his dessert with his fork and placed the utensil in front of my mouth. I gladly ate it which made his smile wider, his dimples getting deeper as ever.

"Let's go on a date this Saturday," he said and that alone already made me excited. Even if he is just next door, being alone with him is something that I always look forward to doing. It's just us in our own bubble.

An hour later, we said our farewells and parted ways. I walked under the bright sunshine of this fine Wednesday afternoon because the company building is just a few meters away from the cafe. It's less than a 5-minute walk. Now, I am yet again back in the office with scattered papers on top of my desk. It's just the half of the day and I badly want to go home, see Namjoon for our workout, and sleep peacefully on my bed.

The time didn't seem too long after I gave my full attention to my paper works and it's already dismissal time. I arranged my desk and excitedly went out of the office to go home but to my surprise, Jin was waiting for me outside of the office. He was inside the SUV and had the windows rolled down. He pulled his mask down after seeing me.

How did he even know where I work and what is he doing here?

The window on the passenger's seat behind the driver's seat rolled down and there I saw Namjoon wearing his dimpled-smile. I no longer wasted any time and got inside.

"We just finished a shoot, just in time with your dismissal," Jin informed as he started driving the car.

"Don't worry. This is just temporary. Namjoon hyung will get his driver's license soon so you'll be getting rides with him," Taehyung said and smiled at me.

"Oh, you are? Why didn't you tell me you're getting lessons?" I asked him.

"I was supposedly going to surprise you but nevermind. Taehyung, you're such a loud mouth," Namjoon said, his voice sounding a little irritated in the latter sentence.