POKER CHIP | myg sb!au (18+)

[PART 23]

After a spectacular six-course meal, and some lightheaded banter, you were bidding the thief and the artist goodbye; the detective having been called away some way through the meal. Which he hadn't seemed pleased about, but he didn't seem pleased about being at the event either so maybe that was just who he was.

Either way, as soon as they were gone you could feel a change in the atmosphere. It got a little heavier and when you traced its source, you found it in Yoongi's face. He looked a little ticked off.

"I don't like Mitsunari being around you," he stated as a fact, so after a moment to ease your racing heart you placed your hand on his shoulder so you could close the space between you and kiss his cheek.

"He's harmless, and there's only one man in this whole hotel who could keep my attention," you taunted, using the words he'd used on you not long ago.

Before you even had a chance to react, he turned his head your way and brushed his lips against yours while you were still close. Your heart instantly at a standstill as you breathed in his scent.

"I like the sound of that," he smiled softly, like a secret between the both of you.

Now that it was just the two of you he looked immensely more at ease. His features softer and gaze edged in a fascination you didn't think you'd ever truly understand.

"We don't have to stay much longer but I do want to give you the full experience," he raised his brows enticingly, and like always, it never failed it's job.

"And what's the full experience?" You tilted your head sweetly, only to watch him instantly grin.

"May I have this dance?"

"You certainly may," you responded politely, curtseying as you gave him your hand just to hear that effortlessly easy chuckle. The one that made your insides tingle and your heart race.

Now that all guests had reconvened in the main hall, the band was back to work, this time with a female singer front and center.

As her soft, haunting ballad began, Yoongi lead you to the center of the floor, not much caring for the people who moved out of your way. All eyes were on you again, tracing your every step until you stopped, losing sight of anyone in particular when he immediately turned you in a spin.

With your hands now loosely clasped at the back of his neck, he moved his to your waist while he gently swayed you to the song.

"I never told you how beautiful you look tonight," he said sincerely and underneath your makeup you felt your cheeks warm.

"Had to give them something to look at," you brushed the compliment off like it was surface level which made him furrow his brows a little.

"You always do," he slowly nodded, something in his tone sounding a little disappointed but you pushed that thought away when he simply pulled you in closer.

You felt your mind go numb whenever he held you like this, you weren't entirely used to being held anymore and that hurt to think about. Despite the painful twinge your hold tightened briefly, chin resting on his shoulder while he swayed with you.

How you were feeling right now, your heart missing every other beat like it was trying to catch up with your mind. It wasn't like you, you'd never felt this before and it was making you anxious.

Or maybe that was the eyes on because when you opened yours again there were many. Men, women, you felt as if you could hear their whispers. But all of a sudden, everything stopped. Your blood running ice cold in time with your gasp. It was only a second but you knew what you saw.