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Seokjin Part 1

You met Seokjin by chance. It was at a mutual friend's celebration and he was a plus one for another person you didn't know that well. The party garnered a fair amount of people, most you didn't know nor were you comfortable to approach without help.

As you scanned the crowd, you noticed a gorgeous man standing amongst a group. He looked mildly uncomfortable, probably similar to what you looked like. He was gorgeous. You didn't really interact with him that night. In fact, the two of you always seemed to be on opposite sides of any given room, making small talk with the other guests, particularly people you knew before the party. You left early since you had an early start the next day.

The second time you meet Seokjin was grocery shopping. You were picking up ingredients for dinner and bumped into him in the produce section. He spots you first, recognizing you from the party the other night, and immediately introduces himself.

You reciprocate politely of course.

The small talk that ensues surprises you since you're neither a fan or that great at it if you're being honest. Mentions of weather and busy days seem to pass between the two of you until the conversation begins to strain slightly.

"What's for dinner?" Seokjin asks, his brows lifting at the ingredients in your cart.

Because you felt he had a sense of humor, you say, "Hopefully something edible."

Your attempt at joking works causing him to laugh in response. A few more food quips are exchanged between the two of you before Seokjin makes an offer that stuns you.

"If you don't mind, I can cook for you. I'm an amazing cook." He offers, smirking at the way your eyes comically widen.

Something tells you that he means you no harm, but the suddenness of it has you questioning it. A sane person would politely decline. After all, he's a stranger. No woman in their right mind would willingly invite a man they hardly knew into the comfort of their home.

"You can say no. I won't be offended." He adds, offering a small shrug.

You give it another thought as you take in his features. Pretty privilege must be real because you're compelled to accept his offer despite the alarms ringing off in your mind. You silently chastise yourself as he follows you through the store, opting for ingredients that consist of pasta. You lift your brows with intrigue as you watch Seokjin expertly grab various other ingredients he claims will pair well with what he has in mind to make.

It doesn't take long for the two of you to check out. Seokjin pays for the groceries despite your protests. He waves off your gesture to pay him back, claiming that it's only fair for him to pay since he's the one cooking. You're not sure how he came to that conclusion, but he's pretty resolute on it.

You apologize beforehand about not having your place straightened up, but Seokjin just waves you off, saying that there's nothing to apologize for. You send a small thanks to the sky as he follows you into the small kitchen of your apartment. Your place was far from being lush and grand, but it was definitely nicer than most. It came fully equipped with updated appliances and the floorboards didn't creak. In your humble opinion, this place was a steal compared to your last place.

"So Seokjin, are you new in town?" You ask as he makes quick work on unpacking the groceries.

He laughs. "You can call me Jin, and I just came back from being abroad." He replies before adding, "I had some work overseas."

Your brows raise with surprise. "So you travel often for work?"

He continues to set up to cook, often glancing at you to ask where certain things were in the kitchen. "Uh, sometimes. I work for a very demanding company." He replies.

"Doing what?" You ask.

"This and that." He replies vaguely. His answer raises even more questions.

"Is it illegal?" You ask jokingly.

Seokjin chuckles before saying, "If it were, I don't think I could be completely honest about it."

You narrow your eyes at him as he continues to cook. "Dancing around the question, huh?" You ask before adding, "Am I filling in as an alibi or something because if I get called in as being your accomplice, I'll kick your ass."

This earns another chuckle from Seokjin. "You're pretty funny." He says before adding, "But no, I'm not a criminal. What I do for work is a little hard to explain, but I work for a large company. Do you know *KS Enterprise?"

(*KS is just his initials, but it's a made up company for the purpose of the story.)

You nod your head yes in response. The company often had business majors jumping through hoops to get an internship. You vaguely recall your freshman year roommate losing sleep after getting an internship there.

"That's the company I work for." Seokjin says.

Your eyes widen with surprise. It was a prestigious company to work for. Not many people can get hired there if they're not some type of genius or business wiz.

"That's impressive." You say as you continue to watch him plate the food.

Jin chuckles. "It's hardly impressive, but it's something my father always wanted me to do."

"Ah, so you had help from your father gaining this position?" You tease.

You see Jin's smile slip slightly and for a second you feel awful for the joke. You were about to apologize for overstepping a boundary before Jin met your gaze with a broad smile tugging at his lips.

"Dinner's ready."

The pasta was delectable. Tonight was supposed to be an attempt at making stuffed peppers, but thankfully Jin stepped in because you knew you couldn't cook as good as this. You ate every crumb as the two of you spoke on topics unrelated to work. The mood, which had momentarily felt stiff, had shifted to easy-flowing and light. You found yourself laughing–with a total stranger at that!

That night was the start of many interesting nights to come. You hadn't realized just how much Jin was going to be a part of your life.

When Jin got home after a night spent with you, he couldn't help but wonder how he was gonna be able to tell you the truth about who he was.

I'll be posting everyone else's "Part 1" tomorrow. It's late where I live and I need some sleep after the fun and long day I had. Hope you're enjoying the story!

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