♠︎ Club ♠︎ (Complete)

Chapter 15

Authors Note:
Close to 3000 words and I thought this was going to be a short chapter lmao ♥︎

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I tried my best not to laugh as Seungmin struggled to carry all the paint cans to my car, there were about 15 of them and he and an employee helped him put them in my trunk.

" you sure you don't need help?" I ask biting my nails anxiously as I watch the two men struggle, Seungmin struggling more than the employee though.

" we're fine but can you answer my phone for me?" I looked at him confused.

" where is it?" I ask, he nods his head to his back pocket as his hands start to shake from the weight.

I quickly grabbed his phone and tried my best not to touch him so he wouldn't think I was a creep and answered his phone.

"Hello?"

" ah... Jasmine?" I could hear a confused Chris on the other end of the phone.

" yea Seungmin's helping me put paint in my car so his hands are full" he just said a small oh and then there was silence.

" sooo.. did you need me to tell him something?" I say awkwardly

" uh no I think I'll just talk to him when he gets home"

"Okay," I said a little confused and then he hung up abruptly.

" Who was it?" Seungmin asks out of breath, he shuts my trunk and walks over to me.

" Chan," I say handing him his phone back, Seungmin leans against my car and tilts his head at my furrowed brows.

" what'd he want," he says putting his phone in his back pocket without looking away from me and crossing his arms to his chest

" umm I don't know... he said he would tell you when you got back home"

" oh .... what else do you have to do today?" He says clearing his throat.

" not much just groceries," I say awkwardly, I feel like I should pay him for his services.

" oh well..." he shifts a little nervous and I watch him confused.

" huh?" I ask walking closer to him.

" I was wondering if I could make you dinner" his eyes looked at me innocently but I could tell what he meant.

"Like a date?" I ask trying not to smile.

" uh... I mean... if it makes you uncomfortable q understand " he stutters trying to figure out what to say.

" no, it doesn't, " I say with a wide smile as I open my car door, his face perks up with hope.

" but Jeongin won't like it " I mumble, he sighs as he walks to the passenger side door with his head looking at the ground.

" yeah, I know but.... " he didn't finish his sentence as he closed his door and I started my car.

" but?...... I guess he doesn't have to know" I say pulling into the parking lot of the paint store as Seungmin smiles a little.

" I mean it's not really any of his business," he says happily.

" I wouldn't go that far... but I don't think us having dinner is in the wrong" I try not to laugh as I get onto the road and drive towards my local grocery store.

My brain instantly flashed memories of this morning as Jeongin was giving me a death glare and telling me that I was his.

Tingles went up my body but I shook them off and looked over at a happy Seungmin as he shyly reached towards my unoccupied hand and intertwined our fingers.