the tips of his fingers hum with electricity as he reaches for her without hesitation, pulling her towards a corner as everyone else seems to scatter away once introductions were made. jeon jungkook takes a moment to properly look at her, to appreciate how truly beautiful she was in person when she took mere inches away. skin of silk. a fresh scent of pear. he takes a moment to truly admire her, a chuckle from his lips as he detects a hint of embarrassment by the flush of red against her cheeks as she pushes him away slightly. “don’t you think this is fate?” he finds himself almost breathless, trailing her features once more as he waits for a response. “mr jeon, you’re standing too close, someone might get the wrong idea,” her voice is soft like cotton, permeating throughout the intimate energy that had once existed between them, “… but it’s quite funny that we meet again, don’t you think? perhaps it isn’t fate, but a lot of luck.” “aren’t they the same thing?” a hint of a smirk graces his lips. she shakes her head no, “… we can’t make luck, even if we try. but we can always choose our fate, just the way you chose to send me the wrong number.” her eyes are cautious, analysing him in a way that was more invasive to that he was used to. there’s something genuine about her, something so raw about the way she spoke that he can’t help but feel even more attracted to her. “you’re wrong,” he simply states, “… but that’s besides the point, since we’re going to be working together more i think that we should finally exchange numbers.” park chaeyoung nods, “… i have yours already, they gave it out during debriefing. you don’t need to worry, i’ll keep things as professional as possible and only use it to discuss work related matters.” “you can use it to discuss other things,” he interrupts, “… we should be on more casual terms, chaeyoung.” “i don’t want to screw this up, mr jeon. i’ve wanted to work in this kind of an industry for so long, i don’t want to make any mistakes,” she notifies him, “… i think i’ll do a bit a research now, since they'd only assigned me to you a few hours ago so i need to prepare for things before the tour begins, so i’ll excuse myself if that’s okay with you.” she bows. “no it’s not okay,” he stops