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Our company partners up with hotels so for our VIPs it's not unusual for me to act as sort of a concierge for them and this time's no different. Chris went round the back reserved for those requiring privacy for our VVIPS. We pull up to the driveway through a roller door that you would mistake for a warehouse entry, much like those ones you see in the movies where you're running away from someone and you slide in through it and voila! You escaped.

After we went in, the roller door went down and we wind through the carpark until we get to the hotel's back entry, which looks nothing special compared to the luxury vibe the hotel's front offer. I'm watching Yoongi from my peripheral vision trying to see his reaction of the place. Some first time clients get nervous and worried we're kidnapping them but I can tell this is not his first time getting this super private treatment. He's still relaxed save from glancing at me from time to time ever since I shared a TMI about myself. Meanwhile Minho has swapped seats with Yoongi again and is now ruffling through his back pack. 

The hotel manager and the concierge is waiting for us by the lift that will go up to the suites. The concierge opened the door of the limo and motioning them to move along, his security first went out then Minho then Yoongi who hesitated at first to go before me.

"Please." Stretched out my hand to let him go first. I think I'll die if I got up and my ass is in his face. I often have to remind myself how to modestly get out of vehicles. So me, between being frantic about my TMI and his mesmerising eyes I probably would have just got up instead of slide-scooting down the seats to get out, my ass on full display.

We're now at the lift going up to the suite and the concierge opened the double doors of the hotel suite and we're welcomed by the expansive windows looking out to snow capped mountains against the glistening blue lake. 

What a sight. 

My apartment view is beautiful but this is breathtaking. 

The manager gave them a quick tour of the suite: main living, the office, the main bedroom and two other adjoining rooms across the hall. The kitchen and dining is right next to the main living room whilst the main is connected with the office, massive desk in the middle of the room, facing the door. Yoongi approves of this arrangement saying he can just get up from bed and turn on his laptop to hold video conference a few steps away. He was so adorable on how he re-enacted getting up from bed and reaching out in front of him gesturing typing. Minho and his security all laughed at this. Seems like this is something he would really do. I was pulled into this scene that I almost forgot to translate to the manager and concierge what he said.

Our final stop was the open plan kitchen/dining and living room. Yoongi settled by the kitchen island that has the stove ala-MasterChef. He opened almost all the drawers checking what's inside.

"It's a full kitchen as some of our guests want to cook their own meals or have a chef over. The manager asked "Do you cook?".

He nodded.

"Oooohhh!! The best!" Minho piped in giving a thumbs up. "I love his cook! He cook me sometimes."

Yoongi has his head down as if embarrassed at Minho's confession then looking again at Minho mouthing something but can't read what he said.

"Ah ah he cooks FOR me, FOR me sometimes." Putting his hand on his chest.

He must have corrected Minho. I suppose working internationally he obviously have a reasonable grasp of English and it's holding a casual and business type conversation that he needs help with.

And with that the tour was over.

The manager and concierge had to abruptly leave because of an incident down at the lobby. I told them I had to leave too and reminded them of our lunch meeting with some execs that have flown in to meet Yoongi. Yoongi nodded and then turned to Minho.

"Wait here please." Minho is on a roll. The view in the suite must've reminded him he's overseas so he kept speaking in English even if it's just us now.

I'm left with Yoongi who's now sitting on one of the breakfast stool while I'm across him, the kitchen island separating us, looking at his hand. I can't help but notice his long fingers, trimmed nails, the back of his hand smooth but at the same time veiny extending up to his forearms. No rings. I don't know why but that made me giddy inside. Got to snap out of it.

"The view here is amazing."I said breaking the silence. "I'll never get used to it."

Yoongi looked up at me and smiled, "I don't think I'll get used to it too. Beautiful and calm but rough and imperfect at the same time." then turned around to face the windows as well.

"Hmmm.." I agreed. That somehow comforted me.