uncover || ksg & ijb

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a/n: hi yalls, i actually got motivated to write a jaegi fanfic because i've been reading alot and watching their videos. im actually very new to got7 and i really hate myself for not giving them attention back then. after 6 years, i fell in love with them and i heard they won their first daesang after 6 years? but anyways, im really happy that i got to know got7. got7 and monsta x will be my fav boy groups from now on. ok story time :)

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Laughter overpowered the live band music, sharp smell of drinks wafted towards customers sitted at the counter, liquor swirled by the tinkle of glasses and through the windows trickled the sallow light of street lamps. To sexually desired couples, slumped and absent-minded losers, and boisterous clusters of friends or colleagues, the bar was a perfect avenue to connect their souls. However to Seulgi, a photographer with a minimalist and vintage concept wasn't quite fond of a fancy bar although with muted colours of wine bottles and glitters of every spark of light.

The environment was undeniably artistic and rustic. Usually, Seulgi would capture such images in her film camera but a bar wasn't much to her liking because of the unfamiliar void. She would have been resting at home with a warm cup of coffee under the sky of black tranquility but her close friend, Bomi, got married to a japanese millionaire and would be living in Tokyo, Japan. She wished of going to a bar with Seulgi despite knowing her taste but since there was a low probability of meeting her close friend since she would be accustomed to marriage life, Seulgi reluctantly and grudgingly complied.

Bomi's phone buzzed as soon as she placed it over the wooden countertop, Seulgi catching a glimpse of her screen; hubby with a heart. She heaved a sigh, the situation hitting her hard that life would no longer be the same when you fall in love. Her dearest same aged friend who was 26 years old would be a wife and soon, a mother.

A wide grin curved across Bomi's pink lips when she took into inventory the name of the caller she saved. Seulgi rolled her eyes, not even curious to eavesdrop on their mushy lovey dovey conversation. "Go away, I don't want to hear it."

Seulgi flicked her wrist, gesturing her to speak somewhere else. Bomi giggled and held onto her phone. "Help me order umeshu,"she patted Seulgi's shoulder.

"A-again?"she blinked her eyes, her brain stuttered for a moment.

"Plum wine plum wine,"Bomi rushed to a secluded area without glancing back on her, forgetting that Seulgi had no knowledge in speaking japanese except arigato, kawaii and konnichiwa; very limited.

Her eyes were as wide as she could stretch and her mouth opened and shut like a goldfish with no sound coming out as she looked at Bomi's back. It has only been a few seconds and Seulgi had already forgotten the name of the wine, very typical of her. A grey haired bartender greeted her with respectful service, his wrinkles crinkled up as he flashed a small smile, asking her if she wanted some wine.

Seulgi smiled at him meekly, her brain desperately scrambling to remember the alien word Bomi just mentioned. She cursed herself internally for being a fool. A lump was stuck in the throat, the gulping down of her saliva didn't make any justice.

"P-plum wine?"she cocked a brow as it came out as a question instead.

The bartender tilted his head, blinking his eyes blankly at an innocent woman who didn't seem to be japanese.

"Umeshu."

A deep low rumble voice got Seulgi whipped. It was so rich and silky and if he was a singer, women would swoon over him. She looked at the owner of that luxurious tone, half of his face illuminated under the bar lights. The bar was rather shaded with only a number of classy hanging bulb chandelier. The small quantity suited the sentimental and mystery mood.