Standing there alone in the almost empty parking lot, Hoseok can't help but to feel sad for some reason.
Was it so wrong of him to anticipate the kiss that never came?
He knew Yoongi felt that spark too, he knew he wasn't alone with the way the older man rubbed his thumb over his lower lip so longingly.
He couldn't help but want to leave the party as it is, not wanting to indulge himself with more of this emotional drama. He groans, rubbing his forehead when he overhears a few people talking loudly amongst themselves about Yoongi.
"Man, Yoongi's one lucky motherfucker. He got more riches for his birthday as gifts than I can ever earn."
"I know! You remember Shea, the girl from States who used to fuck with him? She sent him a custom made Lamborghini bro."
"That's not all! He received a villa in Jeju from Mr.Shin, one of the investors. If the two diamond infused shades from his brother-in-law count, I heard it costed like millions of won for that."
Hoseok's eyes widen at the mention of expensive gifts, an unusual feeling arising from within his chest. Hoseok had only gotten a couple neck chain from Paris in a small shop that only costed a few thousands, although half his salary.
"What about you?"
"A penthouse."
"Oh wow, that must've costed a fortune? Why gift that to him?"
"Oh please, I got that ages ago. The house itself is no longer interesting, just plain boring and old. It's just to put up a show you know?"
"Well, I'm giving him an antic Limousine. I need to get extravaganza to impress him and bag that deal."
Hoseok rolls his eyes at that, at least his gift is given out of a pure intention rather than these fake people.
How pathetic.
He walks into the party with a long face despite wanting to leave. He catches the attention of his husband who stares at him as he walks over to his father-in-law with a small smile. Yoongi didn't want to admit that the brunette looks absolutely adorable in his plain baggy suit that drowns his petite frame completely.
"Why are you here, Hoseokie? Shouldn't you be there on the stage with him?"
Hoseok doesn't reply, standing beside the old man as he looks at the happening ballroom with an uninterested sigh.
"Are you not enjoying the party?"
"I've never been the one to take part in such things, Min Papa. Besides, this feels more like a business meet-up where people brag about their riches and wealth instead of a birthday. These guests do not care about neither you nor Yoongi, they're only here to secure deals and get on your good sides."
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