Ecstasy | pjm

Devils Grin

"The devil is in the details."

Mi-Sun watched Jimin as the palm of his hand gracefully turned the steering wheel. Those hands. She was completely captured by him as if he was an illusion, passing scenery. She studied him carefully, watching every movement. She began to notice how he would lick his lips almost as an impulse, when he began to get lost in thought he'd caress his lower lip with his thumb. He was gentle yet had a very strong edge to him and that intrigued her.

"What are you thinking about over there?" Jimin's calm voice pulled Mi-Sun out of her intensifying thoughts. "About how badly I need to use the bathroom!" Mi-Sun exclaimed, she didn't want him to know she was thinking about jumping on top of him and devouring his luscious lips. "Just hold it in for two more minutes, we're almost there." Jimin said playfully. Looking around at her surroundings Mi-Sun realized that they were driving down a long private road surrounded by nothing but darkness. Tree's engulfed the landscape for miles. As they approach a multi-million dollar house Mi-Sun suddenly starts to feel painfully out of her element. "Holy shit! Who lives here?" A two story house the size of a football field, with a wrapped driveway complimented by a flowing fountain made Mi-Sun drop her jaw. Jimin chuckles watching her as her eye lit up like a kid in a candy shop, "this is my best friend's house, don't worry you'll be able to immediately tell who he is when we walk in."

Mi-Sun and Jimin make their way through the mansion, everything is marble from the floor to the ceiling with gold accents. Her eyes immediately took to the double wrap around staircase paired with a crystal chandelier that must have easily cost a couple million bucks.  It was so clean it all looked as if it were made out of glass. Jimin gently places his hand on the small of Mi-Sun's back slowly sliding it to her hip; when he pulls her close to him. Two men open the tall extravagant doors and they make their way into the party.

Mi-Sun looks around at all of the people in the room, it was loud like her beloved underground raves. The room was filled by people dancing, laughing, and getting drunk as hell. She looks up at Jimin and notices he's locked onto somebody and her feet start following his. She takes notice of the man they're walking up to. He's handsome as hell. Mi-Sun couldn't help but shamefully think that of him. He was very well built, with extremely broad shoulders and pecks that are begging to rip the seams of his sheer button up. Dirty blonde hair that was pushed back and she could see the faded short hair that hid underneath the long top. His melanin skin glistened and as she got closer she noticed just how handsome he was. A smile danced across his face when he made eye contact with Jimin. Dimples.

"Namjoon!" Jimin yelled as he threw his arms around his friend. Mi-Sun couldn't help but smile when she saw Jimin get so excited to see this man. They exchanged small talk about how they were both doing. Namjoon turned and looked at Mi-Sun, narrowing his eyes at her behind his glasses. "And you are?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow as his sharp eyes burned a hole through her. "Ah yeah i'm sorry, this is Mi-Sun. My date." Mi-Sun politely bowed to Namjoon, "It's nice to meet you. Your house is breathtaking." Namjoon looked around at the large room taking it in as if it's his pride and joy. "She's a beaut huh? This is what you get when you work for this pain in the ass for years." He jokingly said as he laid his hand on Jimin's shoulder. "He's my lawyer, the best one out there. I trust him with my life. I don't know if that says much about me." The two laugh together as if they're 14 again. Feeling as if she's intruding on a serious bromance moment, Mi-Sun whispers to Jimin that she's going to get a drink and walks off before he can respond.