The Business Place | k.nj + k.sj

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≪3rd P.O.V.≫
≪Busan≫

Seokjin sat right next to Namjoon in a large meeting room, surrounded by multitudes of people representing the Land Agency in Busan. He tugged at the tie he wore around his neck, maybe he tightened it a little too tight this morning, but it was a little too late to change that now, he could power through until the afternoon. His laptop was open in front of him, taking notes and looking in depth, along with Namjoon, at the 3D model the company had made for the future building.

Namjoon joined in on the conversations that were going on, Seokjin just sat and listened. He slowly reached for his to-go cup filled with caffeinated tea, it wasn't as good as the tea at the shop, but you win some and you lose some. And in this case, Seokjin took the loss for time's sake.

After another hour of conversations that Seokjin failed to understand, but thankfully Namjoon did, they were dismissed to get a bite to eat before taking a tour of the company and driving to the land that was up for sale. Namjoon escorted Seokjin outside and into their car so that they could go someplace for lunch.

They were seated almost immediately and given menus before placing their drink orders. The waiters seemed nice and they gently placed their glasses down on the table before asking what they'd like to eat. Namjoon ordered for the both of them, since it's just what he is used to and Seokjin hadn't minded one bit.

"So, how are you enjoying it in Busan so far?" Namjoon asked, raising his glass to his lips before taking a sip of his ice water.

"It's just as nice as I imagined it would be," Seokjin smiled, eyes wandering around the, once again, beautifully decorated atmosphere. "I haven't been to Busan since my senior year, so it's nice to see how much it has grown."

Namjoon nodded, setting his glass back down onto the table. "Family trip?"

"School trip."

Another nod and a soft hum filled the air between the two as they waited for their food. They sat happily in silence as they listened to the clanking of forks on plates and the whispered conversations going on at the other tables they were sat next to. Of course they made light conversation, but today felt like one of those days where they hadn't felt a need to be talking to one another every second they are together.

Seokjin felt his back pocket vibrate. He fished his phone out, seeing multiple messages from his brother. His eyebrows furrowed at the messages that were sent to him, since his brother rarely texted him, he mostly called.

'Are you busy?'

'Please respond.'

'Are you in Seoul?'

'can you visit home tonight?'

"What's wrong?" Namjoon wanted to snoop over the table to read the texts, but he knew better.

"One second..."

Seokjin trailed off his sentence as he tried to type back a reply as quick as possible.

'I can't. I'm in Busan on a business trip and it'll be impossible to get back home without a ticket. The next train to Seoul is in a few days.'

Seokjin sat his phone in his lap, just in case his brother texted him back once more. He slowly looked up to Namjoon who sat across from him, staring into his worry stricken eyes.