A Gorgeous White || bts_taegi_fanfic ||

❄️ || Chapter 21 || Third Young Master Meets People ❄️

|| Chapter 21 || Third Young Master Meets People

Mellifluous melodies surrounded the entire pavilion like charming whispers, pleasantly imprinting into one's heart. A band of musicians played at the near side of the pavilion under a comfortable silk tent, concealing the performers yet their music rang clear in the air. The massive rectangular pavilion supported only by rows of glass-like pillars catching the blue glow of moonflower buds, bending it's light within and expelling a rainbow gleam.

Chatter, laughter, and whispers almost deafening the music effortly played. A glamorous crowd of young men and women babbled, exuding luxury, and some faking smiles with the only intent to gain connections within the noble circle. In Yoongi's eyes, they were like vines eager to find a tree to climb. It was both interesting and unpleasant to look at.

Yoongi silently tried to conceal his presence but his overly beauteous profile caught numerous eyes without difficulty, rendering his efforts useless. It was extremely easy to spot him from the sea of young people. His dazzling white hair seemed to glow against the lights, awfully eye-catching and captivating.

White hair wasn't entirely common in the kingdom, people believe the color was unusual and strange, that it didn't fit well with most skin colors. Yet, Yoongi handled it with grace and style.

A number of astonished people who seemed to recognize him could only watch, afraid of the severe grey eyes of the man beside Yoongi. However, it could not stop the whispers exchanged by most of the crowd noticeable by Hoseok. His hands were itching but he knew he could not lose his calm.

On the other hand, a certain youth paid no mind as he mulled over about not attending the buffet at the inn they were staying. Yoongi looked over outside the pavilion half excited over the blooming flowers and half regretting ever decidedly wishing to attend the gathering.

"Isn't that the third young master of the Min family? He looks so different.." A woman whispered to her companion.

"He certainly looks lovely. But his new appearance clearly won't wash away what he has done..."

"I don't think it's just the look. He really is different..."

A sharp ear clutched their conversation. A tall man with handsome features quietly searched the area, halting when he finally spotted an attractive young man calmly gazing at the gardens. A corner of his lips twitched unconsciously, Jaeyi had not expected that Yoongi would be attending the gathering as well.

Yoongi's transformation caused quite the shock. The white hair looked genuinely natural, not a hint of falseness distinguished. His unusual calm air prickled Jaeyi's eyes, this noticeable change was like a cloud of gloom enshrouding him.

Yoongi looked too calm under the numerous judging gazes around him. It wasn't his natural reaction.

"Dear?... " A delicate softly spoken voice called out beside him. Amelia, Lee Jaeyi's fiancee, grasped his arm. Her lavishly painted nails pressed into his arm uncomfortably, she frowned when she noticed Jaeyi's attention was averted at somewhere else. Following his gaze, her eyes narrowed and flashed afterwards. She certainly knew that seemingly familiar slender frame.

Amelia intensely loathed Yoongi to the bone ever since the day this pest kept pestering her fiance. Yoongi's family was not the only dominant Grand noble of the Imperial Court, The Gorgiana household had stood tall for years within the Left Imperial Court. They also had the strength to collide with the Min family with words alone.

Yoongi's family might be more powerful than hers but his stupidity allowed her to drag him down into the mud. It has been a few months, Yoongi has returned. What foolish performance is he going to show next?