love inception

surreal stranger

You had kept trying to brush off the thought that was in the back of your head but every time you would try, it would come back stronger than before. "Is that really them??" you asked. Though this was happening over the course of just a few minutes, you felt as though it was taking ages for you to reach a decision as to how to approach them, or if to at all.
As you examined the second males outfit, connecting every detail with what you had known jungkooks style to be; lots of black, chunky footwear, puffy etc. your heart started to sink. In more and more disbelieve every second, you said "fuck this. i told myself i wouldn't act like this if this happened." but here you were and you couldn't hold in your surprises emotions much longer.
As you somehow built up the courage, you told yourself "just act like it's a kdrama. it's not real, it's not real." you tapped on the first boys shoulder and apologized for interrupting and said (in korean) "I'm sorry, i'm not familiar with this area and i was wondering if you had any recommendations for nature based hang out spots?" ~ You were overly surprised with how well you spoke and the fact that you didn't even stutter? You amazed yourself. Your heart didn't calm down but you were a bit more confident. You still hadn't fully looked at the mans face and when you did, it all sunk in. It was indeed namjoon. His dimples slightly shown as he your question saying "I personally like a certain scenic trail that's just a few minutes down the-" He was cut off by jungkook tapping his shoulder and saying (holding his phone a bit down from his ear) "It's the company. They want us back there as soon as possible" ~ Namjoon apologized, grabbed a napkin off the counter, took a pen out of his pocket, wrote a series of numbers on it, and apologized to the barista as he handed you the napkin. Jungkook took the two coffees that they had already been prepared and they walked out the door without you even being able to collect your thoughts long enough to say thank you.

"just like that? that's it. i- i-..... huh?" you asked yourself under your breath.

The barista calmly asked if she could help you and rambled off the days specials but you could not think straight so at the end of her spiel you distractedly said "i'll have one of those please", and you didn't even realize what you had ordered until you tasted it after paying for your order and trying to figure out whether it was boba or blueberries in iced coffee.
You made your way home, while slowly collecting your thoughts after forgetting you had anything else planned that day.
After arriving back at the apartment, you sat your bag down, took off your flannel and turned on your "idk man" playlist; as dean, loco, lee hi and mono rotated in a shuffle through your newly installed surround sound speakers, you tried to clear your head and sing along as you pondered whether to look at the napkin or not.
For the next few hours between 6 and 10 pm you found yourself almost pointless tasks.
Folding all your clothes a different way in your dresser, rearranging the drinks in the fridge etc. Almost constantly you couldn't help think back to just a few hours ago when only a few minutes of an encounter were some of the most mentally chaotic moments of your life.
You decided to head to bed hours before you usually would because you knew it would take you forever and a day to reach a mental peace where you could go to sleep and accept that this was all just one bittersweet dream.