3 Ways

Chances

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Namjoo returned to work a week later. Her mind couldn't rest, but time wasn't stopping for her. That lazy Monday afternoon she looked away from the computer when the door opened and saw Changmin walk in with a tiny basket of fruits and a small vase of flowers.

"Heard you returned today," he smiled, "thought some healthy things would cheer you up."

"Thank you."

"Glad you're back, advice giver," Changmin teased, "your sister was a real mess without you in the picture."

"I heard you're going on a date."

"Oh it's not a date," Changmin shook his head, "it's a friend thing."

"It's a date," Namjoo insisted until Changmin shot her a snort.

"I just stopped by to drop these off," Changmin said, "good luck, I hope you feel better."

"I have a question," Namjoo stopped him, "you must have been around quite a lot in the area of your work, right?"

"Well...I do go around here and there," Changmin shrugged. "Why?"

"Have you...ever seen a field of golden wheat?"

Changmin raised an eyebrow, "A field of golden wheat?"

"A vast area, there's nothing there but gold wheat with an auspicious glow," Namjoo slightly shut her eyes for the picture of the field the soldier had brought her to.

"Hmm..." Changmin thought for a while, "I might have seen something like it before."

"Could you...look it up for me?" Namjoo asked. "Please, it's important."

"Ok," Changmin gave in after a second.

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"Oooh...who gave you those?" Chorong questioned when Namjoo walked in through the door.

"Victoria's boyfriend."

"She could kill you for that, you know." Chorong warned while continuing to chew on her piece of cracker and followed Namjoo into the kitchen.

"They're going on a date anyway." Namjoo set the basket down onto the kitchen table and sat down to open it. Grabbing an apple she bit into it and turned to look at Chorong who was staring at her, "What?"

"Nothing," Chorong shrugged and sat down on an empty chair.

"You lie," Namjoo accused.

Chorong let out a baffled laugh before licking her lips, "I was just wondering, you know, I mean, I don't mean to make you guilty or anything of that sort. I'm just thinking...have you thought of Chanyeol lately? I'm just asking...he did come to see you quite a few times in the hospital."

Namjoo's eyes still remained blank of any emotion even as she chewed away on the piece of apple in her mouth. For a long minute she chose not to say anything.

"I'm sorry," Chorong apologized, "ugh...I knew I shouldn't have said anything."

"Don't exaggerate," Namjoo said almost sarcastically, "it's fine. I'll go see him, but I want to do something for myself first."

"Don't pressure yourself," Chorong comforted, "it takes time."

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"Make sure to call if anything happens," Victoria reminded slipping into her shoes by the door. "You two will be ok, right?"

"Get lost already," Chorong rolled her eyes and hugged the couch pillow closer to her chest.

"Be careful anyway."