POKER CHIP | myg sb!au (18+)

[PART 4]

For the next few hours, Yoongi showed you into almost every shop. He was buying anything you touched or so much as glanced at, ordering shop clerks to take your items to the register. When you noticed, you became more reserved.

You didn't want a lot of clothes you were never going to wear. So after gathering some of the basics, you told him you were done. Poor Jin had made enough trips back to the car to pack the trunk, and you were ready to go home with your haul. The LouBoutin's were stunning, and fueled you with a higher self-esteem than usual but they were starting to hurt now.

The journey to Yoongi's home was peacefully quiet, letting you process todays events on your own terms. In just a matter of hours, he proved he had the money to take care of you, because he didn't even raise an eyebrow at the exorbitant prices of some items.

"Jin will take care of your things," he assured as you joined him curbside.

"Okay," you nodded, letting him take the lead inside but instead of boarding the same elevator you had earlier, he took you to an all black one at the end of the hall instead.

"I know I didn't buy you a lot today, but there'll be plenty of opportunities to go out again when you need something specific," he spoke up inside the confines of the slow moving box. There was an air of dissatisfaction in his tone, like he hadn't spent enough.

"I think you spent more than enough Yoongi, those clothes cost more than my first car," you breathed out humorously.

"Cars are cheap then," he stated thoughtfully, in time for the doors opening to the upper Penthouse floor. So that was his private elevator, good to know.

You stepped out with him and looked around the room, up here had a darker style than downstairs. In fact, the colors had been reversed so that the walls and floor were black but the furniture was a pristine white.

"I'll show you to your new room," he insisted and you nodded acceptingly, first passing the kitchen then the dining room, until you reached a door on the other side.

He pushed on the handle, revealing a room larger than the one downstairs, and home to a few more luxuries. Like the conversation pit bordering the wide panoramic windows, with a fireplace to compliment the sitting area. Or the mini bar. Through, the double glass doors was the bedroom and the door beside it, with frosted glass must've been the bathroom.

"Jimin should be here shortly with your things," he said once you were completely inside the room, but by the time you turned around he was already closing the door.

Strange. He seemed more serious now that he was home, different to the almost warm glimpse you got of him today.

At the minibar, your case was parked beside the marble counters. On which sat a bouquet of red roses, sunflowers, and lavender. You smiled, glancing towards the door before you took a breath of the beautiful fragrance.

Satisfied and relaxed, you collected your case and wheeled it to the bedroom. Hopefully Jimin would be here soon, you wanted to change now that the temperature was dropping. Maybe even ask him how to work the suspended fireplace.

Reaching the bedroom, you were impressed at the sight of an elegant canopy secluding the large bed. It looked so cozy, perhaps you could get used to sleeping like this for a little while.

After unpacking your belongings into various spaces around the room, you turned to knocking at your door. "Come in," you called out, and the door opened.

"Good evening miss, here are your belongings. Would you like me to help put them away?" He asked tentatively, arms clasped in front of him.

"No, that's alright," you smiled sheepishly, "you could teach me how to work the fireplace though."