HEIST • jjk

023

GAIA

Today was indeed a special day.

Today happens to be my first date with Yoongi.

It had been some time since we last met, but we organised a lunch date.

Well, it wasn't really a date; it was more like a hang-out, but it was just going to be the two of us.

Sounds like a date to me.

At first, I was completely opposed, but he mentioned food and I had to agree.

Yoongi's idea was to have dinner at his house and just relax. I countered and said that we should go out. That idea was very unlike me and I'm starting to regret it.

My outfit is simple; baggy ripped jeans and a blood red hoodie.

After adjusting my earrings one last time, I clicked open the door and let it shut with a bang.

The walk was short but, pleasing; the cold air nipping at my face and colors of the rapidly desaturating trees.

I spotted Yoongi on the street corner, headphones blocking out the sounds of the people around him. With a smile, I ran over and stood next to him.

"Whatcha listening to?" I asked, pulling one ear to the side and watching his blank face form a fake frown.

"Let's go." He said, turning around and crossing the street. I smirked and followed him.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked, staring intently at him.

"Anything, really." He shrugged.

"Are you down for ramen?" I asked, eagerly.

"Sure." He replied.

"Good."

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"You really suck at using chopsticks."

I rolled my eyes at Yoongi's comment and tried, for the third time to pick up a piece of lettuce.

Finally, I succeeded.

"So, how's life been?" I asked.

"Okay, I guess. It's been quiet, you know. Nothing's really happening."

I nodded.

"Same here. I wish that-"

"So, what should I call you?"

"Huh?"

He rolled his eyes.

"What name should I call you by?"

"Just call me Hana."

Yoongi nodded with approval.

"Hana."

I smiled.

"Yes, that's my name."

"So, Hana, what do you do in your spare time?"

I beamed. "I write. You know, stories, songs, to-do lists. What about you?"

"Oh, I kind of do the same thing. Minus the 'writing stories' part."

I nodded in response.

"So, are you almost done? 'Cause I really need to walk around and digest this."

"Oh, yeah, I finished like five minutes ago."

Wow, I really don't know how to pay attention.

I reached into my pocket for some cash.

"Oh, no, I'll pay." He rushed out.

"Don't worry, I got it." I reassured him.

"No, I-"

"Yoongi, I got it."

He sat back in his chair, reluctantly accepting.

I paid and left a tip, standing up and leading Yoongi out.

The stores were all open, but none of them seemed appealing to either of us, so I crossed the street into a nice-looking park that was full of trees.

"Anyways, how's Jungkook?" I asked.

"He's better now. He seems to be a bit more happy, but also more secretive. How's your sister?"

"Which one?"

"Mia? Is that her name?"

"Oh, you mean Mina."

"Yeah."

"Um, she's fine, I guess."

Jungkook's happier? Rhea better not be meeting up with him; she's supposed to be avoiding him.

"By the way, I haven't seen her since the party, which is surprising from the amount of times that he mentions her."

He talks about her?!

"Tell her to visit, my father really wants to meet Jungkook's-"

Don't. Say. It.

"-girlfriend."

My eyes widened.

"They're dating?" I asked, trying to keep my cool.

"Possibly."

I felt like my brain was going to explode.

Sure enough, in the distance, I spotted the devil herself across the street, walking alongside Jungkook.

They could just be friends...right?

It seemed as if they just wanted to disprove my theory as, not a moment too late, she leaned in to kiss the tip of Jungkook's nose.

"That's it." I whispered, turning back around to Yoongi. "We might have to meet up some other time. I'm gonna be busy tonight."

Before I could hear his response, I whipped around and crossed the street, racing over to the pair.

/ questions /

opinions on j-pop?

Sadly, I don't listen to J-pop. Am I missing out? Please let me know, if you are a J-pop fan.

do you know how to use chopsticks?

I'm pretty good at it, but I still fail sometimes.

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with hope, lo