RESILIENT [KOOKV]

thirty-six

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Taehyung distaste alcohol. From it's strong smell to the intoxicants burn that visit the throat the moment you gulped it down, to it's result of getting light-headed right after the intake— taehyung hates every single thing about it.

But yet, he found himself having the third glass held in-betweem his fingers. His free hand rests on the shinning railings while his gaze move down , taking in the presence of rich people walking into the palace and getting welcome by mina.

Just a year ago, he was down there--- in the same position as mina, welcoming those people in here without being mindful of their judging eyes.

He never really realized back then how he was a little  innocent cat among the wild lions, but today---- he's standing right where he belonged. The top.

The annual party always has it dress code, this year was all white expensive dinner held by the king himself and taehyung decided step out in all red suit, getting on the king's nerve is his tonight agenda and he's getting close to it.

As he watched the people fill up the once empty long dinning table, his mind wander back to his discussion with jungkook days ago--

"Hmn, why? Can't I?" Taehyung couldn't pinpoint where that confidence comes from, maybe it's from the dry hoped he had buried deep down behind his mind. Or the words his mind keep screaming at him. What'd go wrong? , A rejection? He'd foreseen  that since the moment he decided to acknowledge his feelings for the young CEO.

And the conversation has come to an abrupt end after that , he didn't receive any call from the other male and he's too busy beating himself up mentally to even care about reaching out to jungkook as well.

As the table was getting set up by the maids, the king also walk in with some of his ministers and everyone stood on their feet to pay respect to him---- he'd feel the tension around Lee in ho due to his Queen absence, this is the first year taehyung didn't walk besides the king and if that didn't fuel up the rumors about crisis going on the palace.

Everyone settle back to their seat, it's almost ten minutes to the dinner when taehyung decided to grace the peasants with his presence.

And when he ascended from the stairs, dressed in a red suit totally opposite the whites expensive suites everyone was putting on— every heads in the room turn towards him , different expressions took over everyone's faces and taehyung reads them all. The jealousy, lusts and admiration in their eyes, the queen read them all.

A prideful feelings soar in his chest when Mr Kang haul himself up from his seat and others follows right after , Leaving only the king on his seat.

He tilts his head slightly before taking his seat right beside the king, a single nod from him was enough for everyone to settle down back. And taehyung knows he doesn't have to turn his head to feel the king's anger.

Nothing really was special and worthy of speaking about the dinner , it's a moment for these people to flaunt their wealth and their company's growths through the year and the pretty male couldn't help but wonder how he'd enjoy this dinners back then..... Because it's not even ten minutes in and he already wants to disappear from there.

Maybe it's the fact that the category of people he distaste are sitting right close to him that he'd even feel the heavy scent of cologne suffocating him, if only he'd smash Lee in ho head against the table---- maybe that'll satiates his furiously a little bit....

Fortunately or not, he didn't have to dwell on his murder thought for a long time as the table silence was disrupt with a loud approaching footsteps which was  later followed right by a new but very familiar voice that burn down every ounce of anger that has ever existed in his body----