Greeting
The atmosphere at the table was lively, filled with laughter and cross conversations. But for you and Jungkook, the world seemed to have shrunk to that small corner where you were sitting. He maintained that firm and elegant posture he always had, his dark shirt perfectly fitted and the sleeves rolled up just below his elbows. Every time he brought the glass of wine to his lips, his eyes never left yours.
"So then?" you asked, trying to keep the thread of the business conversation you had had minutes ago.
Jungkook was slow to respond. He stared at you with those dark eyes that always seemed to see more than you were saying. "I missed you," he suddenly blurted out, in his deep voice, as if it were no big deal.* The weight of those words left you silent. "What?" you managed to ask, unsure if you heard him correctly. But Jungkook was already moving his chair away.
"Forget it," he said quickly, as if regretting it on the spot. He stood up, straightening his shirt before walking towards the exit of the restaurant.