The runaway bride

Chapter 3: Have some fun.

When the receptionist informed Melanie about the party, she almost clapped her hands with excitement. She was excited to be invited and to attend it. She was ready to have some fun and mingle. It gave her the opportunity to think of something else. She was almost tempted to call Yoongi back, but then decided against it because Taehyung told her that he ended up marrying her sister.

Was she surprised? Not really. Was she hurt? Hurt didn't even cut it to what she was feeling. Still, she had a chance to forget about everything and she will take it. Why Yoongi should be the happiest and she should hide in a corner suffering?

"Screw it." She said to herself in the mirror. "Let's get drunk."

She took a shower to sooth her nerves. She wasn't used to those kind of events. Her mother used to drag her to them, but soon she understood that Melanie wasn't the type of socialite to attend them.

She dressed up in a simple light blue, two pieces dress. A dress that Yoongi bought for her the day he proposed. Her hair was loose on her shoulders and wore light make up. Simplicity at it's finest, yet so sexy.

She walked outside, the party being held by the pool bar. Still, she didn't expect to see the beauty that was the scenery in front of her. The pool was covered with a clear glass, tiny specks of lights glistening around it. Seats were placed all around the bar and the music was loud, yet not loud enough to make you deaf.

A dance stage was arranged next to the live band. Different lights played behind the band, in a way that it felt like the lights were made to dance to the music.

She took a deep breath and walked over the bar. "A Cosmopolitan please." She ordered.

Namjoon was looking around him with a bored expression on his face until he saw her. A girl that looked like she was Aphrodite herself. Her dark hair let loose on her shoulders, the dress that was hugging her petite body in a perfect way. The tank top on one shoulder, cut along the waist to show a tanned and sculpted abdomen. The siren dress cut down on the side of the left leg to reveal a goddess thigh and the silky shinny material captured him in a magical night with stars full of wishes.

He had no idea when his thoughts had become so romantic, yet, he wished he could trace his fingers along side her thigh, to kiss her plummy rosy lips. To wake up in the morning, her hair spread across his pillow. The thoughts of having her, made his pants tighten around his crotch. He hadn't gotten laid in so long, that must be the reason why he was so drawn to the black hair beauty.

He shook his head. If Jimin would find out about his thoughts, he would think he finally went mad. Jimin didn't do long term relationships. He would advise him to take her somewhere quiet, strip her down and fuck her all night.

"So the water grew and the monster was eaten." Jimin said in a serious tone, watching his friend zone out.

Namjoon looked at Jimin and raised his eyebrow. "What the hell are you on about?"

Jimin rolled his eyes. "I was telling you about the new location of my hotel and you zoned out." Seeing his friend turned his gaze away, Jimin tried to look at the same thing he did. "What are we looking at?"

Namjoon shrugged. "Nothing." He drank the content of his glass and turned his attention to his friend. "So, a new location for a new hotel?"

Jimin forgot all about Namjoon zoning out and started explaining again about the new location. "It's so beautiful. The island is gorgeous. You can see the ocean form every window and the girls are to die for." He squealed as the scenery were playing behind his eyelids. "I can't wait to start the project."

"Have you found the constructor?" Namjoon looked at him, narrowing his eyes. He was waiting.

Jimin laughed and punched his arm jokingly. "Of course it's going to be you. Did you actually thought that I'll go with someone else?"