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It had been later in the evening at around 6 p.m and Jin, Jungkook and Jimin were unwinding in one of the hotel's luxurious lounges. They each had a cocktail in hand and were discussing all sorts of random topics while sitting in one of the more sealed off areas.

The day was a good chance for Jin to get to bond with Jimin and even more with Jungkook. They made quite the trio.

Unbeknownst to them, Namjoon, Taehyung, Yoongi and Hoseok had walked into the lounge. The four made their way towards the table but Namjoon suddenly hung back. He excused himself to quickly get a drink at the bar.

From where he was standing, he could see the rest of them. Taehyung immediately plopped himself in Jungkook's lap and Jungkook welcomed him with open arms. Hoseok sat next to Jimin and put his arm around him and pulled him close with a laugh. Yoongi quietly sat down next to Jin and gave a slight nod of the head to acknowledge his presence. Jimin and Hoseok began play fighting for more room on the chair but in doing so the chair fell backwards with both of them in it. Jin, Jungkook, Taehyung and Yoongi blew up in a fit of laughter.

Namjoon had to admire them for a moment. They could be so lively even in a tough time like this. He turned to walk towards the bar. He ordered a dry martini and waited for his order to be made. While he waited he sat down on one of the bar stools.

He let his mind wander to random things but was suddenly brought out of his imagination when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and there was Jin; with light pink cheeks from the alcohol and messier hair than what he had earlier. His looks made Namjoon's heart do a slight leap. He'd never seen someone so breathtaking.

"Is it okay if I sit here?" Jin asked while pointing towards the seat next to Namjoon. "Of course. You don't have to ask to sit by me. I enjoy your presence." Namjoon said wholeheartedly.

Jin sat down and put in an order for a drink as well, but instead of alcohol, he opted for a soda instead. As Jin put his order in, Namjoon's arrived.

"Would you like me to add that to your tab sir?" The bartender asked Jin. Before Jin could answer, Namjoon spoke, "Put anything he order's on mines for the rest of his stay". "Alright, sir." The bartender answered and walked away.

"You didn't have to do that.." Jin said. "I brought you here, it's the least I could do." Namjoon replied back.

The bartender came back to hand each of them a tab to sign. He put the pad and pen down in-between them and left again to get Jin his soda. The two reached for the pad but accidentally touched hands in the process. They both quickly retracted and gave apologies while simultaneously granting forgiveness.

Namjoon let Jin sign the tab first then signed his. The bartender came back, took the tab and placed down Jin's soda.

"You have soft hands. I guess that should be expected of a surgeon tho. You have to take care of them to do your work." Namjoon said while looking down at Jin's hands. Jin's ears went red but he replied anyways, "Thanks. Yours are a bit more rugged, huh?". "It comes with the job." Namjoon said while looking down at his own hands. He noticed the scars and blisters on them that reminded him and all he had been through and all he had done to get to where he is.

"They're quite unsightly though. Not exactly my best attribute. I noticed they tend to turn people off." Namjoon said with a tinge of insecurity. Jin looked at Namjoon with sympathy before making a bolder move. He reached down and took one of Namjoon's hand with his.

"I think your scars are beautiful. I see tons of patients come in and out. All with their own stories and unique scars. I'm sure your scars weren't for nothing and people who can't look past that don't deserve to hear your story." Jin said while caressing a large scar that ran through Namjoon's palm.

His hands consisted of a collection of burn scars, knife wounds, and blisters. Jin wondered what he had gone through. He knew his line of work was dangerous but to this extent? If his hands were so scared, what did the rest of him look like?

"Sorry if that made you uncomfortable. I should back off." Jin said while getting ready to drop Namjoon's had. But before he could fully let go, Namjoon held on tighter with his.

"It's fine. I'm not uncomfortable. It feels nice ." Namjoon said while smiling at Jin.

From across the room, Taehyung could see his brother and Jin. They looked so intimate and so natural. Taehyung knew Namjoon wasn't a particularly touchy person and was quite insecure about his hands and yet there he was... holding hands with someone he met not even a week ago.

He was starting to feel like this whole thing was fate. His near death was all for Namjoon to meet his soulmate. The thought made him chuckle.

"What are you laughing at, babe?" Jungkook asked while squeezing Taehyung's waist. "Nothing, just a joke from last week." Taehyung answered. He didn't want to ruin Namjoon and Jin's moment. Namjoon needed it. All he wanted was for his brother to be happy.

Later that night everyone retired to their own rooms but before returning to his own, Namjoon walked Jin to his.

"I hope you had a nice day, Jin. Sorry I wasn't around more." Namjoon said as they approached Jin's room. "It's fine, I know you're busy. I still had a good time regardless." Jin spoke as he smiled at Namjoon. "If you'd like, how about tomorrow, just me and you, we get dinner together?" Namjoon said while looking away slightly.

Jin was caught off guard by the question. He began wondering did he mean like a date? Or just a way to make up for today. Was he into him? What did he mean?

"It's fine if you don't want to, I understa-" before Namjoon could finish his sentence, Jin interrupted him. "No- no, I mean yes. I'd like to go to dinner with you." Jin said while his ears and cheeks began to turn red. "That's great to hear. I'll be on my way then. Have a good night, Seokjin." Namjoon said then turned to walk away.

"Goodnight, Namjoon." Jin said as he walked into his room.

As he entered, he slid down the closed door and held his head into his hands. When was the last time he'd even been on a date?

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