Souls of Seoul: Blood Bond | OT7 (🚧under construction)

6.

Hobi beams at you and gestures widely, "Do come in." He's wearing a pair of dark green slacks and a floral print button down. The top few buttons are open, you see the peak of a gold chain below the collar.

You step over the threshold and are immediately hit with delicious smells and a warmth that wraps around you. Jungkook steps in behind you and puts his hands on your shoulders. Your breath catches and goosebumps pop up along your arms. He rubs his hands up and down your upper arms, "let's go to the kitchen, the food smells so good."

Glancing around you take in the beautiful expanse of the entryway. There is a giant grand stairway to your left and a set of double doors with full Tiffany style stained glass windows to your right, there is a faint glow coming from beyond the closed doors. The ceiling soars high above you, a crystalline chandelier illuminates you below. The stairs lead up to a wooden-banistered balcony. You can faintly see two chairs and a small table in the further depths on the balcony, perhaps a small sitting area. 

Hobi slips his hand in yours and begins to lead you forward through the foyer and down a hall. You can still feel Jungkook's presence close behind you, his eyes on your back. The hall opens into a large space, you see a kitchen to the right and a large dining area to the left. The whole back wall is floor to ceiling windows, showing you a wonderful view of a giant backyard complete with a pool that has a waterfall rock formation, hot tub, and what looks like a basketball court in the distance.

"Oh! It's so good to see you!" Jin beams from the kitchen. It looks like he's busy at work stirring some pots on a island cooktop. He's dressed in all black, slim fit black slacks and a black silk shirt that shifts with subtle midnight blue hues under the fluorescents as he moves.

"Jin, you're cooking?" You question, surprised.

"I love cooking," he replies with a smile.

"What, did you think we'd have a personal chef?" Namjoon enters the room with a small chuckle.

"Well, I... uhm..." you cast your eyes down. 

You see a pair of black leather loafers come into your view. A finger comes up under your chin, lifting your face. Your eyes travel up deliciously slim black slacks, a creamy silk shirt with a bit of lace at the collar into the eyes of Jimin. "Now, now, none of that," he smiles at you. You feel electrical tingles along your jawline, your breath quivers lightly at his touch.

"Jin, how much longer?" Taehyung asks walking into the kitchen from a hall off the other side. He's wearing dark maroon pants with a white button down that is not quite buttoned all the way. Don't any of these men know how to button their clothes?!

"Oh, my gosh!" Taehyung rushes over and embraces you tightly. Your eyes go wide and you gasp loudly. The moment he pulls you flush against him, the heady scent of honey and cinnamon engulfs you. He laughs, pushing back, his hands holding onto your arms. "Sorry, I got carried away. I'm just happy to see you."

"Tae, you're going to scare her away," Yoongi comes up from behind, appearing from the hallway you had walked down with Hobi and Jungkook. Like Jin, Yoongi is in all black. It suits him, you glance down his figure. His pants are black jeans you realize, but they still look just as fitting among the plethora of slacks surrounding you. He's wearing a thick-knit black sweater that looks so soft you wish you could touch it.

You smile at the sight of him, remembering his kindness from last night.

"Dinner will be ready in about 20, why don't you pour her a nice drink," Jin suggests as he starts to pull bowls from a cabinet.

Namjoon approaches you, in your hopefully unnoticed gawking at everyone you hadn't taken the time to assess him. He's wearing grey slacks, a black form fitting v-neck shirt that is graciously tucked into the top of his slacks nay a wrinkle to be seen, with an equally form fitting blue and grey striped cardigan. He holds out his hand, you take it with just a small moment of hesitation. He walks you toward the dining area but continues through a doorway you hadn't previously seen. "You look..." he pauses, glancing down at you, "exquisite." You feel your cheeks flush red and duck your head under his words. You're all too aware of the cut of your dress and the way it hugs your hips. Why did I let Claire talk me into wearing this?! He leads you into a lavish lounge, bookshelves line the walls filled with more books than you have ever seen. You look around in awe. "You like to read?"