Darling

- 15 -

This chapter ended up being a lot heavier than intended jdsjdsdjsk but I'm very proud of it.

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Namjoon, Yoongi and I finally arrive at the steps of the huge museum that centers the city's commercial district, the time on my phone showing that it's a little before lunch time, which means that it took us around two hours from leaving Jimin's house to making it here.

The guys took their time getting ready at their place earlier, but thankfully, Jin and Hoseok were delighted to keep me company while the two men went and took a short shower before getting dressed, so it didn't really bother me since it was nice to see them again.

They even promised before we left that they wouldn't stay aside the next time a sleepover happens, a promise that earned them a bright smile from me, hopefully we would get another occasion - with me awake this time.

Our small group climbs up the few stairs until we make it to the back of the long waiting line, and of course, as it often happens when Jimin and I go on dates together, eyes turn back in our direction like there's a higher power controlling them, eyes flickering between the three of us and lips parting in shock as if we're celebrities stepping right out of a movie set.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that this is the reaction our trio gathers, both from the other people standing in line to visit the museum and from strangers simply walking past the area, but it still takes me a little aback because of how many people are present today.

Jimin and I usually stay closer to the old, sweet district where we live so this is... a level higher than what I'm used to. It makes me glad that I didn't come here on my own before now, I don't think I would have enjoyed myself.

I turn to glance at the two men flanking my sides, and quite honestly, it doesn't take a genius to understand the source of all this attention befalling us.

They really went all out with their look of the day, clinging trousers and fancy jackets adorning bodies that make more than one blush, and knowing that their choice of outfits was only because of me makes me feel proud in some strange ways, did my look really deserve to have them put so much effort in their own appearance?

While I marvel on my own, the situation almost funny to me as I take in the surroundings to avoid putting to shame the people unable to stop gaping, Namjoon and Yoongi aren't vibing on quite the same wavelength as me.

Don't get them wrong, they're not unhappy at all, they're quite comfortable actually, they just can't help it as they analyze one face at a time to get an idea of who they're going to have to look out for during our visit.

They don't miss the lustful eyes that take me in, a reality that makes their blood boil, how shameless some of them are as they nearly drool on the floor, and they both begin taking mental notes, scents remembered for a future hunt that will give them a lot of work, but it is what it is - they need to start somewhere.

"Do you think it's going to take a long time before we make it inside?" I find myself asking after a little dozen minutes of standing outside in line, the amount of time we've been able to walk towards the doors few enough to fit in one hand, I didn't know that this museum was this busy but it makes sense considering how popular I heard it is.

"I'm not sure, peanut, why? Are you tired? Do you want to sit somewhere while we wait? One of us can stay in line while you sit at a nearby bench" Yoongi answers, his and Namjoon's eyes turning concerned when they look down at my feet, are they already hurting?

I quickly shake my head at the offer. "No, that's not necessary! I was just curious, that's all, don't worry" I let them know, words that don't fully convince them, they're still going to keep an eye on my feet from time to time, the shoes look pretty but not of the comfortable kind.