I sat awkwardly alone in a corner of the restaurant, where no one else was seen. I was definitely with a group... or so I thought.
'I'm really sorryㅠㅠ My boyfriend suddenly came to visit so I don't think I can goㅠㅠㅠㅠ I'll buy you a meal next time!!'
I've been so busy with college life that it's been hard to even make plans with friends, but didn't the assignment come due earlier than expected?
So I was really excited to have a drink and eat lamb skewers with a friend I hadn't seen in a long time, but in reality, I ended up getting cheated on by a friend who put love before friendship.
It would have been better if I had been contacted before leaving, but since I had already secured a seat, it was embarrassing to leave again.
I thought it was fortunate that I was in a corner seat with a partition, so I tried to stay calm and called the waiter over to order. After a while, the lamb skewers came out and I started grilling them one by one.
Ding-
There was no one waiting, but when I heard someone coming in, I instinctively turned my head.
Through the glass of the partition, I saw a man covered from head to toe in black. I wondered if he had come to sneak in some lamb skewers, and tried to focus on eating again.
The man looked around for a while, then walked towards me and sat down diagonally across from me at the table next to me.
Is this person alone? I glanced at him, feeling a strange sense of kinship. But when our eyes met, I forgot to turn my head in embarrassment, and I couldn't help but doubt my own eyes.
As our eyes met, the man pulled his black snapback hood down deeper and turned his head, and in that split second, I knew right away that he was Sugar.
I almost screamed, but I managed to cover my mouth, pretended not to notice, and took out a lamb skewer and put it in my mouth as naturally as possible.
It didn't matter whether the meat was cooked or not, or whether it was hot or not.
My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't even taste the lamb skewers because my favorite group member was right next to me.
I'm a thoughtful ARMY, so I tried my best not to be conscious of it, thinking that I should stay quiet so that Yoongi oppa wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
"Would you like to order?"
"Uh... I'd like lamb skewers and shrimp, please."
" all right. "
As if unaware of anything, the employee took our order and left, leaving only me and Yoongi-oppa in the partitioned room.
When I ordered, I felt my chest tingle at the slightly low voice, so I just stuffed the lamb skewers into my mouth.
I glanced to the side and saw him biting his nails and looking at his phone. I remembered what he had said about wanting to break his nail biting habit, and I opened my mouth without realizing it.
"Don't bite your nails"
" ..yes? "
I'm in trouble. I think I spoke rudely. What should I do?
Looking at the embarrassed expression on Yoongi's lips, I racked my brain to figure out how to handle it.
"That.. during the live.. I was trying to fix my nail biting habit... Ah, I'm not a sasaeng or anything, I'm just.. Ah.. I'm sorry.. "
He didn't come in after Yoongi came in, but I was there first and he came in, but I was worried that he might mistake me for a private life.
So, I was rambling on and on, but when I couldn't get the words out the way I wanted, tears welled up in my eyes, so I apologized and closed my mouth.
The atmosphere suddenly felt heavy, and I was thinking about stopping eating and getting up when an employee came in to serve me, which calmed me down for a moment.
The employee who had set up lamb skewers and shrimp on Yoongi's table said, "Enjoy your meal," and left again. I looked at him, trying to calm myself down a bit and explaining the situation again before leaving.
"Are you... an ARMY? I came in later, but you're some kind of sasaeng. I didn't think of it that way."
Seeing him speak first with a warm voice during the live performance, I felt a sense of relief and tears began to well up in my eyes again.
I'm really sorry, I'm such a big fan. Holding back tears, she carefully blurted out each word, and didn't forget to compliment him on how handsome he is in person.
His hat was pulled down low so I couldn't see his face very well, but I could see his lips smiling, which I like.
Yunki, as usual, was not good at reading people's eyes, and without looking up, he told me not to cry, scratching the back of his neck as if he didn't know what to do. I burst out laughing at his awkward demeanor.
"It wasn't you who made me cry, why are you like that!"
"But you cried in front of me. How can you just stay still?"
How could he speak so beautifully? I felt my face flush, so I changed the subject and told him to hurry up and eat since he must be hungry.
He always seemed like he would be indifferent and blunt, but the image I saw of him during his live performances and at Bon Voyage was that he was a warmer person than anyone else, and today I felt once again that that was true.
I finished the two remaining lamb skewers, worried that Yoongi might be uncomfortable, and then hurriedly put on my coat. Yoongi, who had carefully placed the lamb skewers and shrimp on the rack, spoke again.
"Is this happening because of me?"
"Oh.. no! I ate it all!"
If I kept talking, I felt like I was going to cry... I awkwardly smiled and mumbled the rest of my words, and Yoongi-oppa smiled faintly as if he found the word "cry" funny and said, "Goodbye."
I thought about how neat her teeth were whenever I saw her, and in case anyone around me heard, I gave a thumbs up and said in a small voice that Sugar was the best, then packed my bag and left.
I texted my friend who stood me up today, thanking him, and left the store with a cheerful gait. Did Yoongi oppa say the members weren't going like last time?
I regretted not asking why he came alone, but I headed home, thinking that it was his private life so I shouldn't be curious.