Serendipity

4

Namjoon was sitting in his chair as he watched Seokjin walk into the café. Namjoon reached on time. He doesn't like to wait and he doesn't like to keep people waiting. He rubbed his palms as it grew slightly sweaty. This was happening for him for the first time. He is dominating and intimidating. Yet Seokjin made him feel weak. He felt his heart flutter. He couldn't help but be entranced by Seokjin's presence, his elegance and confidence radiating from every pore. This was his chance to make a lasting impression, to show Seokjin that his feelings were genuine.

"Hi," Namjoon greeted, trying to keep his voice steady despite the nervous excitement bubbling within him.

Seokjin acknowledged him with a simple "Hi" before settling into his chair. Namjoon couldn't help but marvel at Seokjin's stunning appearance. The man had an aura that drew people in effortlessly, and Namjoon found himself captivated once again.

As they faced each other, Namjoon took a deep breath, summoning his resolve. He knew Seokjin wasn't easily won over and that he would have to tread carefully.

The moment of truth had arrived, as Seokjin questioned Namjoon. "I just want to ask you, what's wrong with you? Why are you following me?" he questioned, his gaze unwavering.

A hint of surprise flickered across Seokjin's face before it was replaced by a bemused expression. "Isn't it obvious? I like you," Namjoon replied, his voice filled with conviction.

Seokjin scoffed, his disbelief evident. "You met me twice, and you like me? What are you kidding me?" he retorted, clearly skeptical of Namjoon's words.

Namjoon maintained his composure, refusing to back down. "Seokjin, I am a businessman. I don't kid around. I make a deal only when I know that the opposite party is absolutely interested in working with us," he explained, sincerity lacing his words.

"But I am neither a party or a client", Seokji nstated flatly.

Namjoon spoke, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "Yes, Seokjin, you are much more than a party or a client. From the moment I met you, something inside me stirred. I can't explain it, but I like you... no, I love you."

Seokjin's eyes went wide as he processed Namjoon's words, Seokjin couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards the successful businessman. Namjoon possessed all the qualities Seokjin found irresistible: ambition, wealth, charisma, and undeniable good looks. He was, in Seokjin's eyes, the epitome of perfection.

A mix of emotions washed over Seokjin. On one hand, he was flattered by Namjoon's affections and the realization that he had captivated someone of such high caliber. It stroked his ego and validated his own self-worth.

However, there was another layer to his emotions. Seokjin was aware of his younger brother Hoseok's long-standing crush on Namjoon. He had witnessed Hoseok's admiration, the way his brother would often be caught ogling at pictures of Namjoon on his phone. Seokjin couldn't deny the mischievous satisfaction that bubbled within him, the desire to prove to Hoseok that he could win over the man who had captured his brother's heart.

Behind his composed exterior, Seokjin's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. Was he genuinely interested in Namjoon, or was he driven by a desire to assert his dominance over his brother? It was a complex mix of emotions that he needed to untangle.

A subtle smirk played on Seokjin's lips as he considered his next move. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes meeting Namjoon's gaze with a newfound confidence.

"Well, Namjoon," Seokjin began, his voice laced with a mixture of intrigue and playful skepticism. "I must say, you've certainly caught me off guard with your confession. Love at first sight, is it? That's quite a bold statement."