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chapter 1 | namjoon
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namjoon only intended to get a coffee.
it was a busy tuesday for the man and he'd decided to treat himself by purchasing a short black coffee from his local café after the stressful day of dealing with his clients.
namjoon was a psychologist and sometimes it can be a lot to handle, most of the time he found himself rather distraught upon hearing his clients problems.
yet he adored helping them through their dark times and it was always an amazing experience when they came back to clinic to tell him about their recovery.
however his plans to grab his favourite bitter drink and relax for the rest of the night was shattered when a rather beautiful man shoved a leaflet in his hand which advertised a new traditional korean restaurant in the heart of the city.
he stopped in his tracks, water splashing over his brand new, leather boots due to the sudden halt.
"uh-" namjoon started, he stared down at the leaflet in his hands a little shaken at the sudden interruption.
"my family run it," leaflet boy begins with pleading eyes, "it'd be nice if you dropped by sometime, we could really do with a few customers, we've been open a few weeks now but we aren't doing so good so we have to resort to leaflets."
namjoon nods slowly, completely and utterly mesmerised by this man's beauty, even if he couldn't really see leaflet boy's features that well, the glow of the street lamp above them softly hit the boy's face giving namjoon just enough light to tell that this guy was pretty.
"you've got a good face." namjoon stuttered clumsily over his words not paying any attention at all to what the other was muttering things about the restaurant.
it was almost like this boy's features just silenced the words that fluttered out and namjoon was hooked by mystery man's pink lips that were speaking softly but the beauty that radiated off, absorbed the words.
"i do think i am quite handsome myself but i was talking about the restaurant."
oh shit.
namjoon became flustered and he internally cursed at himself. for some reason his thoughts were muddled and he wasn't thinking properly.
this was unusual as the man was normally calm and collective and always overthought and was unlikely not to think all together.
"u-uh what i meant to say was that i'll drop by the restaurant right now!" cursing internally once again, namjoon clenched his fist. why did he say that? he had no interest of going to the restaurant in the first place, his head was just a little off and all his thoughts were mingling together, he just couldn't think properly.
leaflet boy's eyes lit up at this as a wide smile appeared on his face, "r-really? well, great! i'll guide you to where it is!"
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and that is how namjoon found himself chowing down on some spicy pork rice, which was exceptionally good if he may comment and it almost completely made him forget about his coffee plans.
leaflet boy, who he had learned that his name was kim seokjin, was sitting opposite him blabbing on about how whole heartedly grateful he was that namjoon had stopped by.
namjoon didn't regret his unlikely decision to visit it though and found himself visiting this restaurant quite often after work.
every time he went to get delicious food, seokjin would always join him at the table at the back and they would discuss interests and facts about one another, learning more and more as the time flew by.
however there was one issue and it was annoying namjoon how he was unable to think when he was around seokjin.
seokjin was extremely bubbly and outgoing with his words that it camouflaged almost every embarrassing thing that floated out of namjoon's mouth.
however, namjoon just wanted to know the reason as to why his thought train was blocked by Seokjin.
