#DRIVER OR YEEUN IS INTERRUPTING HIM

[knjoodles]

suits and unintended consequences; taejin series | 02

pairing: businessman!seokjin x uberdriver!taehyung, student!taehyung

genre: fluff, slight angst

word count: 1.4K

a/n: i said this chapter would be longer, it isn’t much longer 💀

lowercase intended

01 

“god, pay more attention! i know we made progress, but seriously!! where’s your head?” seokjin’s finance director, yeeun, whined. “what’s going on? you’ve been dismissive the entire day!”

yeeun and seokjin, the two that work the longest shifts of everyone in their team, found themselves once more finishing their work at around 8 pm. not having anything to do, the two of them decided have dinner.

“have i, really?” seokjin queried mindlessly, throwing his cold and empty paper coffee cup in a nearby trashcan and opening the door for his coworker. “i don’t think so.”

“jinki had to ask you to sign the enablers three times before you even looked at it.” yeeun sighed, ambling behind him. “is something wrong? you’ve never been like this before.”

seokjin surveyed yeeun. he wasn’t exactly sure if she’d react well to a simple interaction with an uber driver that left him with his head in the clouds and his heart in his ass. “well, actually,”

“excuse me, ms. jang?” the two were interrupted by a hostess they both towered over. “your table is ready! please follow me!” their hostess scurried in between tables and quickly led them to their table. 

seokjin turned his head to check if yeeun was still behind him. she tucked a short, blonde strand of hair behind her ear before reaching for her clutch inside her purse. she must’ve felt his eyes on her, because she paused and looked up at him before seating herself. “your waiter will be right with you!” the hostess beamed, then walking back to the front of the restaurant to seat more guests.

yeeun sighed happily and put her bag at her feet. “what troubles you, dear accomplice?” she laughed, putting on her finest haughty accent.

“i met someone.” seokjin blurted, setting his phone next to his silverware and glass.

“you did?” yeeun gasped, nearly dropping the menu in her hands. “who? do i know her? wait, of course i don’t. or do i?” yeeun excitedly thought out loud, suddenly becoming giddy over the surprising news. “no, i must know her!” yeeun snapped her fingers, trying to stimulate her train of thought. “it could be seunghee, or yoona, or, oh! is it jisoo? no, you don’t like jisoo like that, you called her a-"

“excuse me? apologies for getting to you late, as you can see, we have a full house tonight! i’d just like to introduce myself; i’m junmyeon, and i’ll be your waiter for tonight. do you have any ideas for drinks?” junmyeon smiled and clasped his hands together while looking and both seokjin and yeeun. “my apologies, have i interrupted you?"

yeeun’s eyes darted towards seokjin sharply. “not a thing!” he stammered, watching junmyeon fish his notepad out of his pocket for their order.

“ah! in that case, are the two of you ready to order? ”

“im not sure about him, but i'm ready. can i have the tongyeong-bibimbap and a glass of makgeolli?” yeeun smiled contentedly as she placed her menu at the edge of the table.

“and for you, sir?” junmyeon asked, finishing jotting down yeeun’s order.

“uhm,” seokjin started, his eyes quickly trying to find something he’d enjoy “can i have the rabokki with the medium-high spice level and a glass of soju?”

“of course!” junmyeon chirped as he picked up both of their menus. “will that be all?”

“do you mind bringing our drinks with our food?” yeeun smiled reassuringly. “thank you!”

junmyeon nodded. “just raise your hand if you need me, and i’ll be on my way!”

yeeun scrutinized seokjin, bouncing her feet on the floor. “who is she?”

“the she is a he.” seokjin muttered. 

“i'm sorry?”

“the she,” seokjin leaned in. “is a he.”

yeeun looked taken aback. there was no noise, but her eyes and mouth remained wide open. seokjin immediately regretted telling her. words of utter hatred and worry flew around in his mind; what if she isn’t supportive? what if she tells someone else? is it wrong to love the way i do? 

her face relaxed. seokjin watched as her eyes softened, then flickered over him. “okay. who is he?” she asked.

“his name is taehyung and he was my uber driver.”

“your uber driver? seokjin!” yeeun gawked. “you only know his face and the type of car he drives!"

“that’s not true!” seokjin whined. “he told me so much about himself! and believe me yeeun when i tell you,” seokjin leaned in to whisper softly. “he’s very attractive.”

“are you saying that he—” yeeun paused, watching junmyeon clumsily make his way over to them with a platter of food in each hand.

“your food is ready! is there anything else i can get for the two of you?”

“not right now, thank you.” seokjin sighed.

“your service is scarily fast!” yeeun laughed awkwardly, shifting her eyes to seokjin.

“convenience is best, right? enjoy!” junmyeon chuckled before scurrying off to assist a new table.

seokjin turned back to yeeun. “you were saying?”

“i'm happy for you.” yeeun poked at her bibimbap. “but i know you haven’t known this guy for long. like, at most, twenty minutes.”

“i know, too. but the way he talked, and the way he smiled, and the way his skin looked under the sunlight,” seokjin sighed happily. “i really, really liked that. he even said he’s in this area all the time!” 

yeeun smiled sourly and put another chunk of bibimbap in her mouth. “then request him the next time you see him!” she said, covering her mouth while chewing and talking.

seokjin took a swig of his soju. “of course i will.” 

“thank you for the dinner, yeeun. it was nice.” seokjin remarked, sighing contentedly after a tasty and hearty meal.

“are you sure you don’t want me to drive you?” yeeun questioned as she wrapped herself in her long black coat, a gift from seokjin.  “or do you want to wait for your prince charming?”

seokjin laughed under his breath and nudged her. “how’d you know?” 

yeeun stuck her tongue out playfully and shook his hand. “if you need anything, you know my number.” she beamed, dodging his question completely.

“of course.” seokjin watched as yeeun bowed and turned towards her car. “yeeun!” he called, making her sharply turn in surprise.

“yes?”

“please, please, please.” seokjin begged. “don’t tell anyone about this. i know not everyone is like you.”

“anything. don’t worry, seokjin.” yeeun said, putting her hand on his shoulder and nodding. “i promise. i got you.”

“thank you.” they shared a smile before bowing to each other.

“i hope you find him!” yeeun exclaimed, her back to seokjin as she raised her hand up, bidding him adieu.

“me too!” seokjin giggled before dashing to a corner to see if he really could find his ‘prince charming’.

and sure enough, there he was.

'kim taehyung, 1 mile away.’

seokjin, hellbent as ever, could’ve broken his phone screen with the way he tapped until uber confirmed his pick up. seokjin’s heart soared into the atmosphere and he couldn’t help but congratulate himself. 

it only got worse when he saw taehyung’s car pull up. taehyung rolled down his window and reached over to see if the man standing on the sidewalk was the same seokjin he’d seen only hours ago. “so we meet again, huh?” he giggled.

“i'm just stalking you, that’s all.” seokjin joked, letting himself into the car.

“i was actually thinking about you in the middle of the day. i was kind of hoping that i’d see you again.” taehyung revealed. 

the only thing going through seokjin’s head was the thought of taehyung thinking about him. “really?” seokjin asked, internally beating himself up for his voice cracking.

“yeah. i realized, since im a economics major and you’re the co-fucking-o of bighit, you might be able to help me out with my studies while you’re here.” taehyung chuckled. “unless, you know, that’s inconvenient for you,"

studies? oh. 

at least he’s invested.

“i could extend my stay for a week, i think.” seokjin choked. that’s all taehyung wanted.

“really?” taehyung rejoiced. “thank you so, so much! i figured you already knew the material but i didn’t think you’d say yes, oh my gosh! thank you!”

“anything.” seokjin replied, his statement reminding him of yeeun. she always said that.

“god, thank you. i don’t know how to respond, i'm just,” taehyung turned to him with a brilliant smile as they came to a stop, making seokjin melt. “please, take my number! call me whenever you’re available!”