Unexpected Falling | Taegyu

Chapter 3

Beomgyu looked at his watch, he would be done with work in another hour anyways and he did promise that he would try to be better friends. He was deep in his thoughts thinking what to reply when -

“Beomie hyung has a date?”

Beomgyu almost jumped out of his seat, startled by Sunoo appearing out of nowhere from behind him.

“It is not a date…he is a friend.”

Sunoo hummed as he dropped a file on to the table. “The boss wanted you to look through this before you go.” He said, turning to go back to his seat. “Oh, and also hyung?”

Beomgyu looked up at him, seeing the tiny smile lingering on his face.

“I could hear your brains whirring from here, you should definitely go.”

“Go do your work Ddeonu,” Beomgyu commanded as the younger rolled his eyes.

Smiling to himself, Beomgyu quickly typed out a reply to Taehyun.

“Where should I meet you?”

Beomgyu was now waiting in front of a restaurant, hands tucked into his fluffy brown jacket pockets to prevent them from freezing that he got from Yeonjun. Taehyun had said he would be around ten minutes late and true to his word, he appeared within the ten minutes mark, looking as handsome as always in his work shirt, dress pants and that tie.

“Are we going to this restaurant?” Beomgyu asked once the man stood in front of him. “I might have to spend my two months’ salary on this.” He murmured.

“It is my treat.” Taehyun said, adjusting his tie.

“No, I am not going to let you do that, it is okay I can manage.” Beomgyu replied back, feeling a bit embarrassed about it.

“No,” Taehyun insisted, “I dragged you out here so let me get this, maybe you can take me somewhere next time.” He licked his lips, looking upwards.

Beomgyu stared at him for some time, wondering if this was what friends do, or was this a date.

“Okay…” He agreed, “But this is not a date.” Beomgyu croaked out after what seemed like forever, and Taehyun released a sigh in relief.

“Not a date at all.” The man chuckled as they walked into the restaurant.

Beomgyu was wrong, he would have spent three months’ worth of salary on the food here. He knew it was a place he would never ever come back unless someone was paying for him.

“Do you come here often?” Beomgyu asked hesitantly, eyes roaming up to meet Taehyun’s.

“I come here with my father, for occasions.” Taehyun replied.

Beomgyu pursued his lips, looking around as he surveyed the place, examining the expensive interior and the chandelier.

“That is cute…” He said after a while.

“Yeah,” Taehyun replied, shrugging nonchalantly.

Their food arrived, saving Beomgyu the trouble of starting another conversation and he started digging in. It was definitely delicious, the meat melting in his mouth and the quality of the food definitely made up for the price.

“Did you have plans?” Taehyun asked suddenly, playing with the fork on his plate.

Beomgyu shook his head, his mouth full of the food he stuffed in.

“I usually just buy dinner on the way or go over to Yeonjun hyung to see if there are leftovers.” He blubbered between mouthfuls.

Taehyun let out a soft chuckle, the sound hanging in the air, his eyes turning into crescents.