Undeniable (Feitan x Reader)

Chapter 4: Caught Up

"You gave a BOY your number?!" Hina chirped loudly, a bit too loud for your liking.

"Yes, well not for the reason you're thinking Hina. It's just my number." You whispered back.

"That's more than I'd ever imagine you'd do, I'm so proud of you!" she continued "And just when I was about to set you up with a friend of my boyfriend's!"

"What?! No, no that's not necessary either way. I'm terrible at blind dates! The last guy you set me up w-"

"Oh nonsense Y/N, I think you would really like this guy I want to introduce you to. Even though I'm happy you gave this guy your number, it doesn't hurt to keep your options open"

"No thank you Hina"

"I'll tell him you said yes" she winked at you and twirled around in her office desk, and with that ending the discussion between you.

You rolled your eyes and returned to your work, occasionally glancing at your phone to see if a message or call from an unknown number popped up. So far nothing, so you kept yourself busy to avoid thinking about the mysterious guy that was now a frequent visitor in your mind.

"Am I really worried about a boy not texting me? What am I, 15?"

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Feitan sat next Phinks, his closest friend, fiddling with an unfolded piece of paper with your number on it.

"Fei what is that you keep playing with?" he said snatching it out of his hand.

Feitan quickly jumped and tried to reach for the note but Phinks raised his arm to where he couldn't get it back.

"These are numbers, what do they mean? Wait- is this someone's phone number?!" he teased smiling tauntingly at the short man.

"Give it back! NOW!"

"Hah! Fei that's so cute some guy gave you his number, you should call him!" Phinks snorted.

"It is not a guy's number. It's a girl's." you could hear his normally bored tone of voice growing slightly more annoyed.

"Why in the world would a girl give you her number" Phinks laughed at Feitan.

Phinks suddenly realized that he was going too far and looking down at the note with your number written on it, he passed it back to Feitan.

"What's she like?"

"Annoying. Talks too much. Goody two shoes."

"Do you like her?" Phinks asked, as he leaned closer to watch his friend's expression.

Silence. The taller man placed his hand on Feitan's shoulder and sighed, the shorter man pulling back from his touch.

"You should call her. If she was nice enough to give you her number maybe she likes you."

"If she finds out who I am?" Feitan looked up at his friend, his eyes widened a little.

"If she really likes you, she wouldn't care."

"Tch. Who knows" He said turning his head. His mind seemed to wander off in the distance.

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After another dull and long day at work you had decided to give yourself a relaxing bubble bath. Your feet ached from rushing to get to work on time again and you were just glad the day was nearly over.