thirty three

"she thinks you and i are married, and that jonghyun is our son." danna said, covering her face with her hands in embarrassment as they walked along. pulling her hands away for a moment, she glared at yoongi. "why didn't you correct her?"

once again, yoongi tried to stifle a laugh. he thought the whole situation was hilarious. "she didn't let you talk. you thought she was gonna let me put a word in?"

danna just wanted to disappear, or hide under a rock.

soojin found them a table near the back, where it was more private. and there was no more time to explain to her that danna and yoongi were not married because she went back to the front of the restaurant and a different person was sent over to take their order.

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that year we also went to the work thanksgiving party and christmas parties together.

and then on the final day of 2018 we were going to a friend's house for a party. but he had a party with his family early that day. and i texted him that afternoon to ask if he was still going with me to ricky's house for the party. 

so he tells me that he was still with his family. but he would try to make it. "get ready and i'll let you know." he said.

and he had been doing stuff like that for a while now. like he would talk about us as "us" or "ours" instead of "me" or "you". like he didn't call my car "your car" anymore. he called it "the car". and he wouldnt call my spotify playlist "your playlist" he called it "our playlist". little things like that. or like he'd say, "we forgot to pump gas". like the car belongs to both of us.

it was endearing.

-clary