[ CHAPTER CRUSH SPECIFICITY: KIM JISOO ]

❝ Tell me that you'd even pluck the stars in the sky for me. ❞

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You finish getting dressed in a good amount of time, though you stall in your bathroom for good couple of minutes to admire your appearance in the mirror. You never dress up unless it was for a special occasion, such as a wedding or a birthday party. Even then, you typically didn't wear something too fancy, but today, Jisoo changed that.

"Y/N, you almost done?" you hear the aforementioned female call from the other side of the bathroom door, snapping you out of your thoughts. With a soft giggle, you open the door for her, and as soon as her eyes land on you, she lets out an excited squeal.

"Y/N, you look so cute! I love it!" she says, grabbing your hands and pulling you out of the bathroom. You barely had the chance to turn off the light.

"Come on, come on, our reservations are made already," Jisoo says, and you furrow your brows.

"Reservations? I didn't call anyone."

"Of course you didn't, silly," Jisoo replies with a small chuckle and a soft shake of her head. "I did. We're going to Osaka."

"How long is the flight?" you say sarcastically, earning a playful and light hit on the arm from Jisoo.

"Very funny," she replies and shakes her head, though a grin was present on her lips. "I'm paying. Just figured I'd let you know so that you didn't try to pull anything."

"Pull anything?" you respond and look over at her. "Like what?"

The game character looks over at you as well, your eyes meeting. It causes a slight blush to brush across your cheeks, though you hoped it wasn't too evident.

"Like trying to pay for it," she tells you, and you give her an amused smile and shake of the head, mumbling a quaint, "I would never," which she responds to with a doubtful smirk.

The Osaka restaurant Jisoo takes you to is just by your house. How did you not know this was there, all this time? You've lived here all your life but for some reason had no idea this restaurant was here. Sad, since Osaka was a favorite of yours.

"After you," Jisoo says playfully, holding the door open for you. Giving her a grateful smile, you enter the building, followed by her. She skips up next to and to the desk.

"We have a reservation for seven, under the name 'Y/N,'" she tells the receptionist, who turns to her computer and proceeds to punch in a sequence you don't know the outcome for.

"Follow me," the receptionist orders, grabbing two menus from her pile and leading you and Jisoo deeper into the restaurant.

It smells wonderful in the room. You couldn't help but notice so, and your stomach audibly growls at the scent of it. With a small, embarrassed smile on your lips, you glance at Jisoo to see if she had heard, but she wasn't looking at you. You let out a soft breath of relief before you and Jisoo reach the table the receptionist was showing you to.

"Your waiter will be with you in a moment," she tells the two of you as she places the menus in front of you, walking away without so much as another peep. Looking up at Jisoo, you stifle a laugh, and it looks as though she's doing the same thing.

"Don't seem like she's had the best night," you comment, earning a small giggle from Jisoo, who responds with, "I'm going to make this the best night for you, though."

"I can't tell if that's supposed to be sexual or not," you reply with a soft chuckle, glancing up at her from your menu.

"It can be if you want it to be," she responds, her hands folded and her elbows resting on the table. Her folded hands prop up her chin as she tilts her head a tad bit, gazing at you.

"Aren't you going to look at what there is to order?" you ask and look up at her.

"I don't eat, remember?" she says, an amused gleam in her eyes. You nod slowly before shaking your head and laughing at your own forgetfulness.

"Of course, I keep forgetting," you say with a light laugh, looking back down at your menu. It hurt to know that Jisoo wasn't really real, that she was just a conjuring of some stranger's imagination.

"You okay, Y/N?" Jisoo asks, and you snap your eyes up to her. With a small, fake smile, you nod curtly. "네, 나는 괜찮아. 왜?"

Jisoo shrugs lightly, a look unreadable on her features. "I don't know. You just seem upset."

Pursing your lips, you reach out and take one of her hands in yours. She looks up at you, and you meet her eyes, giving her hand a light squeeze. "Hey, I'm okay. You don't need to worry about me, okay?"

With a small, nod, you give her a small smile and squeeze again, letting go to hold your menu again. The waitress comes over soon after, and you and Jisoo order.

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