Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 9

I sat down on the steps and crossed my legs, watching him join me down onto the steps.

"What did you need?" I asked with a smile.

"Nothin'." He shrugged.

"Then why did you wanna come in here?" I chuckled.

"I dunno.. I don't like being here." He laughed, baring his white teeth.

"You don't?"

"Nah. That's why I brought my earbuds-- And phone." He held the earbuds and phone up with a bright smile, almost saying 'Look-At-Me!'

I giggled and took one of his earbuds, placing it into my ear.

He looked at me for a moment then figured I wanted to listen to music. He plugged the earbuds in and placed the opposite earbud that I had into his ear. I heard his finger tapping onto the screen.

Finally, a sound of light tapping on drums began playing, then a guitar strumming lightly. 

[CUE THE CHAPTER MUSIC PLEASE!!!!]

"Wow, I don't understand most of what he's saying, but it's pretty good. And a really great voice." I laughed and sighed in content.

"I know." Jungkook looked over at me and giggled adorably, tapping his foot to the music.

I admired his love for music, but also questioned myself; Can he sing? He looks like the type of person to do that. Like damn, those visuals.

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"Camila?" I turned around and found myself meeting with Jin once again.

"Your parents work with Jungkook's mother?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Ah, no. They hired me for a gig-- I'm singing for everyone during dinner." He chuckled.

"You sing?" I was surprised.

"I do." He smiled.

"Look at you!" I teased and nudged his chest.

He grabbed his chest and laughed, eye-smiling me. 

"Well, I'm on in 20 minutes-- Hey, can I get your number?" He stopped himself before leaving.

"Smooth-- It's [CAMILA'S NUMBA] " I joked playfully then answered.

"Thanks, enjoy!" He bowed while walking away then winked before leaving.

"Camila!" I turned around and saw Imo with Jungkook behind her.

"You having fun? We're going to eat soon, you ready?" She smiled and motioned me to come sit by her.

"Yup." I gently smiled at her then brushed my hands underneath my thighs to flatten my dress out as I sat down.

"Ma'am." I heard a voice beside us, turns out it was a waitress. 

The waitress removed the flower set on the table and replaced it with a candle, then salt and pepper beside it.

She lit the candles hastily then set down three plates onto the table for Jungkook, Mrs. Jeon and I.

The dinner was set out quickly and surprisingly very professionally-- considering this building was most likely very important. I also noticed every other table was being served just as well as ours. The lights dimmed in the large room, candles being lit one by one, and ooh's and ahh's were echoing throughout the room.

"Nice, huh??" Imo looked over at Jungkook and I excitedly.

"Sure is." Jungkook smiled at her cutely.

"I'll be right back." I whispered to Imo and stood up, making my way for the restroom.

I stepped into the empty bathroom-- The empty luxurious bathroom.

After using the restroom, I fixed up any smeared mascara then left the bathroom. Of course, returning to the table just in time for Jin's performance.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! I hope you are all have a great night!" A short man with greased back hair and a tuxedo said in the spotlight on the stage.

"Enjoy your dinner and listen to your music. Discuss business, chatter away, and so on.." The audience laughed at his joke.

He bowed then left the stage. 

The spotlight turned off, the only lights in the room were the candlelight. 

Suddenly, the spotlight broke the dimness. The circular light slowly moving towards a broad shouldered figure, Jin. Jin's hair was slightly parted like before, revealing 1/4 of his forehead. His tuxedo was black, the first two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned in a classy and formal way.

He seemed in his own world, starting his song at his own pace. It seemed like his voice was leading the musicians behind him. The audience of course listened in awe, captivated by his intriguing voice. It was unique. Perfect even.

Jin's voice was the tone of an Angel. Holy  and wonderful. You could praise it and beg for him to encore. That's what I was hoping after he finished. Sing for us some more, please.

I clapped proudly once he bowed, the audience following.

"Is that your friend, Kookie?" Imo looked over at Jungkook happily, he nodded.

"He's really good." I smiled widely, completely in love with Jin's voice. 

"Oh-- Camila, Jungkook can sing as well. He's almost as good as Jin." She winked and laughed.

"Really?" I felt the corners of my lips lift more than they could.

"Yes." She nodded and took a bite of her meal.

"Really.." I mumbled and looked over at him. He chuckled and took a bite of his food as well.

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"Mrs. Jeon!" Mrs. Jeon perked up to someone calling her name, straightening her posture and brushing her hair behind her ear.

"Yes?" She asked once a man just a few years younger than her caught up to our table.

"Mr. Jung would like to speak with you--- Along with some of his employees." The man said, smiling.

"But it's---"

"Sorry to interrupt, but it's as a chat. In the meeting room?" He corrected himself.

"I see. You kids can wander.. Most of the security know Jungkook and they won't stop you from looking around." She smiled worriedly then left the table.

I sat there confused then looked over at Jungkook, whom was smiling like a complete idiot. I nudged him and asked if he wanted to actually roam. He agreed.