Under Your Skin || Jungkook

18

—I'm so excited you finally let me know about your dates —Tammy sings excitedly.

If only she knew this is actually the first date I'll have in twenty six years, and that's the only reason why she didn't know of the previous ones -also the fact that I got to learn we were friends, and not only coworkers, the moment Soo invited me to the cabin in Seneca.

—I also wanted to make up for what happened the other day —I turn to her while the shop assistant starts packing our things.

—Y/n, it's fine —she rubs my arm—. We all have bad days.

Before I'm able to apologize, the blonde girl that's dealing with our clothes interrupts me to hand us the two bags.

—I know, but still... —I continue, walking with her to the exit.

—How long have we been working together? —she asks all of a sudden— Two years? Maybe? —I nod unsure— You've never come late, you've always had my back when I was having an off day, and every single time I was off, you carried all the work. It's your first time having a bad day, it's okay —she reassures—. Remember when I broke up with my ex and you were taking the orders, serving the drinks and also comforting me? Yeah, what I did the other day was nothing.

She wraps her arm around my shoulders and holds me close, rubbing my upper arm before letting go of me again.

—That's what friends are for anyway —she brings me a bright smile—. But don't get too used to doing that, huh? If you're off, I'll be the one who will have to be in charge of the bar and deal with drunk assholes, and I'm not mentally ready for such a thing.

I giggle and nod. Talking about it did really help a lot, at least it made me feel better about the way I treated her.

—On a more serious note, how did you meet this guy?

Honest answer would be that Jungkook came up with the idea of me creating a Tinder account, so I could approach men in an environment where I could feel more comfortable -since reaching to them in person, out of nowhere, I started the panic mode I have as a self defense. And this guy I'm going on a date with was one of the few that I matched with, and the only one that was able to keep a conversation going.

His physique wasn't as mind-blowing as Jungkook's, which was a good sign. At least I don't think I'll be intimidated in that sense.

—We met through Tinder —I shrug—. There isn't much to it.

—I'm so excited for you —she claps fast—. If I'm honest, I'm not a big fan of Tinder if you're looking for something long-term. I don't know. This boy could be an exception...

—I'm not looking for something long-term —I finish her rambling.

Given this was Jungkook's idea, and part of the same deal where I'm not allowed to have more than one date with the same guy, the possible fact that my date isn't looking for something long-term isn't an issue.

And just like that, the rest of the morning goes by. Tammy and I hang out until it's lunchtime, and we end up grabbing something to eat together. I can't believe it took me so long to get to know her better and hang out with her out of work (with the exception of the few times we've all met as a group).

While I'm drawing, sitting on the floor, and finding support on the coffee table, my phone shakes on the couch. At this point, I do wonder why I have a couch at all. I spend more time sitting on the ground than lying on my sofa.

Frustrated by the way the spider in my sketchbook looks, I throw the pencil over the table and turn my body to get my phone, just to find a chat notification from Tinder.