If Only

Chapter 5

"Is that all, Taehyung?" I asked, clicking my pen off once he nodded. It had been a few days since I had returned back to work and gratefully, our relationship had gone back to normal.

We still hadn't talked about why we kissed that day and to tell the truth, I was glad. I wasn't exactly jumping at the opportunity to talk about that awkward but incredible moment. 

"Y/N, could I ask you a question?" Taehyung called out to me once I reached the door. I turned back to look at him and nodded. 

"I'm thinking of getting a tattoo. What do you think?" 

I looked at him and once I realized he was being completely serious, burst out laughing. 

"Excuse me?" I asked, walking back over to Taehyung who sat on the edge of his desk. 

"I'm serious!" He replied, "I want to get a tattoo! Is it that funny!?"
 
I nodded, still cracking up. He ruffled his hair awkwardly but started chuckling along with me. 

 "That's- wow." I exclaimed finally, "I mean, if you want to do it, do it!" 

Taehyung grinned before responding, "Wanna come?"
 
 I chuckled and just looked at him. "What the hell, sure." I said, smiling. 

"Great! I'll see you then." He replied. I nodded before leaving the office. I slid back into my seat and began tapping on my desk impatiently. 

After a few minutes of sitting there, doing nothing, the phone rang. I quickly picked it up, "Hello, this is Mr. Kim's office. How may I help you?" 

"Hi, I would like to speak to Mr. Kim directly." A woman's voice sounded through the phone. 

"I'm sorry but Mr. Kim is busy and unable to come to the phone right now, " I lied, "Could I take a message?"

Did I know why I was lying? Psh, no, of course I didn't. But I was curious, and I usually always let my curiosity get the best of me.  

"I guess…" The woman replied, her voice dripping with annoyance, "Just tell him that Jia called and wants to talk to him as soon as possible." 

Writing her message down, I quickly clicked my pen off. 

"I'll let him know." I told Jia who began grumbling on the other line. 

"Well, I just don't see why he can't talk now! I mean-" 

I quickly hung up in the middle of her sentence, bursting out into quiet laughter once I realized what I just did. Some of the employees looked over at me and I simply smiled and waved, trying to control my giggles. 
  
•••

 The work day flew by in a blur and before I knew it, the clock struck 5.  I slid into Taehyung's office, grabbed his coat, and walked over to his desk, as usual. 

"Taehyung," I began, helping him into his coat, "Someone called earlier… They said they needed to talk to you directly." 

Taehyung turned towards me and smiled, "That's ok, I'll talk to them later. You know, after our tattoo session." He winked after that and I rolled my eyes. 

 We exited the office building together and once we reached the parking lot, Taehyung grabbed my hand. Swinging it between us, he grinned at me. 

'Gosh, what a child.' I thought, smiling to myself.

Taehyung seemed like a different person outside of work; one who was silly, funny, and childish. I enjoyed this Taehyung much more than the other one. 

I climbed into the car I knew a little too well and we took off. We zoomed past buildings, talking and laughing together. We finally reached the tattoo parlor and Taehyung looked at me in excitement.