"Now, Mr. Window Boy," The brunette quickly turned his head in response to his nickname, "I still don't know you're name and if I'm treating you to lunch, I at least want to know that,"

Yoongi swallowed nervously after the request left his mouth and was heard by its intended listener. He had never seen a person go from smiling and warm to straight faced and nervous so quickly. He was sure the boy knew he was going to have to tell them at some point, hell he might have thought he owed them that, but just hadn't prepared himself for it. What could've happened to him that he was so scared about telling someone his name? What could've happened to him that fear was the only thing he felt when around people or the idea of even opening up was presented to him? Whatever it was, Yoongi knew would make him sick.

Yoongi quickly added on to what he previously said, "It's alright if you don't-"

"My name's Jungkook," He said quietly, than again, when was he not?

Yoongi smiled, "It's nice to meet you, Jungkook."

Followed by Namjoon's, "It's a pleasure, Jungkook."

Jungkook nodded, his face flushed a bright pink.

Yoongi huffed as he stood up and started for his coat rack, "So, where would you all like to eat? I'm fine with anywhere, other than Got Jams?."

"I'm fine with anywhere too," Jungkook said, still slightly flushed.

"I know of a restaurant downtown. Seokjin's boyfriend works there," Namjoon suggested.

"That sounds good. What do you think, Jungkook?"

"I agree."

"Well, let me just grab my stuff," Yoongi slid his phone into his back pocket and went for his keys but was cut off by Namjoon.

"Don't you dare grab your keys, there is absolutely no way that I'm letting you drive."

"But-"

"No buts, Hyung," Jungkook said.

Yoongi let out a breath, "Alright. Namjoon, don't crash, that's all I ask."

"I won't. Why would I crash?"

"Because you break everything else at the café."

"That's not my fault! The supplies we get are flimsy!"

"Sure, blame the inanimate café supplies."

"But it's true! They're flimsy!"

"Seokjin handles everything and nothing breaks."

"He's framing me. Goddamnit, my best friend is framing me."

"Whatever floats your boat."

"I'm good at driving."

"Sure, Hyung."

"You know I could fire you."

"And Seokjin would beat your ass."

"Very true. Very true."

"Wouldn't that be wrongful firing?" Jungkook murmured.

"Yes, yes it would. Thank you, Jungkook."

"I can't believe it. I drove you here in my own car, wanted you to be my friend, only to have you side with him," Namjoon let out a dramatic scoff.

Yoongi snickered lightly until he saw Jungkook's drooped looking figure.

"Sorry, hyung," He mumbled.

Yoongi quickly nudged Namjoon who looked at Jungkook and quickly said, "O-oh, Jungkook, I didn't mean it like that. I didn't mean it at all. I was just playing around."

"It's okay, hyung."

Namjoon looked sheepishly down at his shoes as they stepped into the elevator. An awkward silence enveloped the group. Yoongi was sure he detected the fact that Namjoon was just joking when he had said what he had. It was like Jungkook had thought that Namjoon was being for real. Like he had heard that kind of sentence before. The way he had responded certainly said he had. It was a clear, practiced response. A response that had seen it's fair share of horribly worded sentences. 

Yoongi cleared his throat, "So, what's this restaurant we're going to called?"

"Infires Restaurant. It serve mostly noodle dishes. I think they have lamb skewers," Namjoon answered.

"Lamb skewers?" Jungkook's face lit up.

"I think so."

"I'm assuming you like lamb skewers?" Yoongi asked.

Jungkook nodded.

"I like them too. We'll have to order some."

Jungkook's smile widened.

"Who's calling shotgun?" Namjoon asked as he unlocked his car.

"I think we'll both sit in the back, does that sound good to you?" Yoongi looked at Jungkook who nodded.

"Suit yourself," Namjoon slid into the driver's seat.

Jungkook got in on the left side with Yoongi on the right.

Yoongi had to admit, Namjoon was right when he said he was good at driving. The way the car moved was smooth and at a firm pace that was fast, but not fast enough for the mint haired to get sick. The last time Yoongi had been in the car, he hadn't really had the time to look around. The white Hyundai had cream cloth seats that had little slightly darker brown diamonds embroidered into the material. The floorboard was surprisingly clean with little to no mud or other substance coating them. A black umbrella sat under the driver's seat along with the occasional granola bar wrapper. A soda bottle rolled around the floor as the car turned. The bottle hit the car door and made a plink sound, which Jungkook quickly reacted to by scooping the bottle up and placing it in his lap. He tapped his foot anxiously after which, like something was going to happen because of the little noise.

The restaurant was built out of concrete blocks that were painted with flames going up to half the buildings height. Bright red awning hung above the windows. The door was painted black along with the window frames. A giant sign, shaped like a flame, of course, hung above the restaurant. In black lettering near the center of the fire, was written, "Infires Restaurant".

The car stopped in a parking space and the three climbed out. Namjoon held the door open for them as they all entered the building.

A boy with orange hair glanced at the door as it opened before his eyes widened and a smile spread across his face. He grabbed some menus before approaching the group.

"Namjoon! It's great to see you!"

"It's great to see you too, Jimin," Namjoon smiled.

"It's been ages."

"It really has."

"Jinnie and I really need to do something with you soon." 

"That sounds great."

Jimin turned his attention towards the other two, "So, who do you have with you today?"

"This is Yoongi," Namjoon gestured to the mint haired. "and this is Jungkook," The brunette tightened his grip on his sweatshirt sleeves.

"It's very nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too," Yoongi smiled, Jungkook nodding his head.

"Well, your table will be this way," Jimin led them to a booth near the far corner of the restaurant.

Yoongi sat down on the green plush material followed by Jungkook, and Namjoon sat opposite them. Yoongi placed his hands on the table as Jimin set a menu at each seat. 

"What'll you all have to drink?" Jimin glanced down at his notepad, his pen ready to write.

"Water, please," Jungkook mumbled.

"Same for me," Yoongi said.

"I guess that'll be waters all around," Namjoon finished.

"Alright, I'll be right back."

A silence filled the table as Jimin left, presumably to grab a water pitcher. Jungkook couldn't seem to take his eyes off of his sweatshirt sleeves while Namjoon couldn't seem to keep his hands still. The long and unending silence was a bit much for Yoongi. Like he said, he wasn't much of a talker, however, silences like this brought out that side of him. There was always something you could do to fill that silence and Yoongi was always for finding it. 

"We really need to stop finding ourselves in this kind of silence," He spoke up. "We all want to get to know each other, don't we?"

Namjoon nodded.

"So let's talk," Yoongi continued. "Alright, let's start this off simple. Dog or cat person?"

"Dog person, I'm definitely a dog person," Namjoon answered.

"Me too! My apartment doesn't allow pets, but I have a dog named Holly back at my Mom's house."

"I played with my neighbors dog, but I never really had one for my own."

"What about you, Jungkook?"

Jungkook tilted his head slightly, "I don't really like either."

"Why?" Namjoon asked.

"I- I'm not sure. I just don't like them. The ones in my neighborhood were always really noisy."

"That's pets for you. I swear, Holly howled at midnight for four months after we got him," Yoongi moved his glass closer to Jimin who had returned with the pitcher.

"The dogs near my apartment building must never sleep. They're always barking late at night."

"Maybe Holly taught them," Jungkook suggested.

"I can just imagine Holly wearing a bandana with a backwards cap and sunglasses standing in front of the local strays being like, "and this is how to keep the humans and their homies awake"," Namjoon added some poses.

Jungkook giggled. God, what a beautiful sound.

"Oh, thank the almighty Lord that blessed us with Jungkook's laugh, as we have yet to receive even a light chuckle. Thank you oh great and gracious laugh Gods!" Yoongi said.

Namjoon joined in on the laughing.

"We need to remember this moment, Joon. The first time we made JK laugh. It's an achievement."

Namjoon made a ding sound, "Achievement accomplished: Making JK laugh. XP received: 5,000."

"I am worth far more than 5,000 points," Jungkook pretended to flip his hair dramatically.

"10,000?"

Jungkook raised his hand a bit higher.

"12,500?"

A bit higher.

"15,000?"

Jungkook nodded.

"Alright, alright. I'll send an email to the developers. Thank you for your feedback and look forward to seeing your suggestion in the game in the near future!"

Yoongi laughed.

"Alright, goofballs, have you decided what you'd like to order?" Jimin asked, tapping his pen against the notepad.

"Uhm, Shrimp scampi, please," Yoongi glanced at the menu.

"Cheese ravioli," Namjoon requested.

"Buttered noodles," Jungkook looked at his lap and shyly added, "Could we get an order of lamb skewers, too?"

"Absolutely," Jimin wrote the orders down, "It'll be right up."

Jungkook looked at Yoongi, "How are you feeling, Hyung?"

"Really great. I feel better being out of that apartment."

"Being cooped up at home stinks," Jungkook said.

"It really does. Have you had a concussion before?"

Jungkook shook his head followed by Namjoon.

"It hurts like hell," Yoongi ran his hand through his hair.

"I bet. You hit those tables pretty hard."

"Don't remind me."

"I told this guy to let me handle the table, but no, he just had to do it," Namjoon pointed at Yoongi.

"You aren't going to let me live this down, are you?"

"Nope. You need to learn, my dear hyung, that this dongsaeng is always right."

"Sure, you are."

"I'm going to take that as you agreeing with me."

"That was very obviously laced with sarcasm."

"Nope, you were agreeing with me."

"Who's agreeing with who?" Jimin asked as he set the first dish down.

"Namjoon hyung says that he's always right," Jungkook answered.

"I told him that he's not," Yoongi continued.

"Yoongi's right on this one," Jimin grinned.

"You just met the guy! I'm your boyfriend's best friend-"

"Can I have a box?" Jungkook asked.

"Sure, hold on one sec," Jimin grabbed a white styrofoam box off one of the shelves and brought it back.

"Thank you," Jungkook said, taking the box.

"Why do you need a box, Kook?" Yoongi asked.

"I've got work in half an hour and I wanted to be prepared."

"Didn't you just get off work when you showed up at the café?" Namjoon asked.

"I work multiple jobs," Jungkook answered, eating a fork full of buttered noodles.

"Do you need me to drive you there?"

"No, it's within walking distance of here." 

"Are you sure?" Yoongi asked worriedly.

"Positive." 

Jungkook dumped the noodles and a lamb skewer into the box and closed it. He pulled out a twenty and handed it to Namjoon. 

"Thank you, hyungs for lunch. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Absolutely."

"See you then!"

"See you then."

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So, Umpah Umpah. It was really, really good. My album doesn't ship till the 28th, but I'm really looking forward to it!
I hope you all had a good Friday! This chapter was sort of filler, I think we really delve into their pasts more as the chapters go on and I can't wait to show you all that.
Thank you for reading, and I'll see you all next week!